<?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-34255737</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:29:04.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage messes,kisses and unforgettable moments.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3371350882363179770</id><published>2008-06-29T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:01.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every time I come here it breaks my heart. It's dusty, filled with cob webs. Well, that's how I look at it. I'm clearly not your frequent blogger anymore but I'll try damn hard to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm having typing constipation as of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGeW5UHUIjI/AAAAAAAABbQ/x6vJ78gUsXQ/s1600-h/DSC_8479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGeW5UHUIjI/AAAAAAAABbQ/x6vJ78gUsXQ/s320/DSC_8479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217304604728107570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGeaI-_HbdI/AAAAAAAABbY/nve14K9Xfyk/s1600-h/DSC_8476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGeaI-_HbdI/AAAAAAAABbY/nve14K9Xfyk/s320/DSC_8476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217308172469366226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edmund(white),Sean(black), Nicholas(yellow) and the one in red.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGecCVI3j1I/AAAAAAAABbg/h1yTxTVF6m8/s1600-h/DSC_8496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGecCVI3j1I/AAAAAAAABbg/h1yTxTVF6m8/s320/DSC_8496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217310257180020562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessie &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was a random thing. Sean asked me to bring my myvii and to wear matching colors with my car. I obeyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the outcome; photos of us with matching colors to our cars. Hah:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Klue Urban Escapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGep1IKErtI/AAAAAAAABbo/wrIqNEjvr1U/s1600-h/n618640136_3426994_6340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGep1IKErtI/AAAAAAAABbo/wrIqNEjvr1U/s320/n618640136_3426994_6340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217325423519903442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOJDRIStkI/AAAAAAAABcA/YwpWhcbXkJ0/s1600-h/n618640136_3426998_8731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOJDRIStkI/AAAAAAAABcA/YwpWhcbXkJ0/s320/n618640136_3426998_8731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220667082283333186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I've been to one of these things and I loved the heck out of it. Too bad I was conned to death by spending RM35 on the concert tix. Shopping was a complete failure cause' I was broke from spending my precious RM35 that I painstakingly squeezed out of my purse. The horror..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOIqNHxhEI/AAAAAAAABbw/kT6aQ1rAePQ/s1600-h/n618640136_3426995_6941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOIqNHxhEI/AAAAAAAABbw/kT6aQ1rAePQ/s320/n618640136_3426995_6941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220666651710686274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOI2zIlfFI/AAAAAAAABb4/hSQ71W00IHI/s1600-h/n618640136_3427034_1397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOI2zIlfFI/AAAAAAAABb4/hSQ71W00IHI/s320/n618640136_3427034_1397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220666868073069650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloominess aside, I got two tops for 10 buckeroos. Eeeyeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yet another random adventure to Desa City Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kimmy told us about this amazing place, we liked how she pitched it. Hence, our adventure. We sliced and diced a couple of fruits to munch on, it was like a little mini picnic. Except it was at night and we had no grass or a red checkered cloth to lie on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOK2wmCqBI/AAAAAAAABcI/tUN9yQ6et5w/s1600-h/n1271546512_45611_1287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOK2wmCqBI/AAAAAAAABcI/tUN9yQ6et5w/s320/n1271546512_45611_1287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220669066414565394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOLqWW3tvI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8Wq8YSLURiE/s1600-h/n1271546512_45614_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOLqWW3tvI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8Wq8YSLURiE/s320/n1271546512_45614_2124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220669952724809458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOPxMK-ZwI/AAAAAAAABco/t-9zwwLnST8/s1600-h/n1271546512_45609_739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOPxMK-ZwI/AAAAAAAABco/t-9zwwLnST8/s320/n1271546512_45609_739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220674468296156930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeap yeap all that yummy stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were at the park and instead of your everyday normal playground with swings and whatnot, we found peculiar looking contraptions. I realized that we didn't take any pictures of them. Darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was this one swing that swung really well. I could tell cause' I didn't bother to get off it, even though everyone was woozy from the spinning. So it was only Chrislyn and I lying on the swing while the girls pushed us around violently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHONaOIMsfI/AAAAAAAABcg/7wnKqKpearg/s1600-h/n1271546512_45615_2395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHONaOIMsfI/AAAAAAAABcg/7wnKqKpearg/s320/n1271546512_45615_2395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220671874661134834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOQtz5tRII/AAAAAAAABcw/HlpLwu-cums/s1600-h/n1271546512_45616_2711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SHOQtz5tRII/AAAAAAAABcw/HlpLwu-cums/s320/n1271546512_45616_2711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220675509753300098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never laughed so hard in my life. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mighty fun that night. Crystal, you're next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Have a great week ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-3371350882363179770?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3371350882363179770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3371350882363179770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3371350882363179770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3371350882363179770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/06/every-time-i-come-here-it-breaks-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SGeW5UHUIjI/AAAAAAAABbQ/x6vJ78gUsXQ/s72-c/DSC_8479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8913622949281055774</id><published>2008-06-06T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:01.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I got home yesterday, I noticed an unfamiliar face staring back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had sad eyes &amp;amp; a long face, his golden hair a little mattered &amp;amp; dirty. Who might he be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out of my car &amp;amp; greeted him with a warm smile. He was somewhat unfriendly, perhaps a little scared. Unsure of what to do next, he scurried to a corner. I reached out my arm to give him a hand shake or two, he stared at me with his forlorn eyes &amp;amp; turned away. Not very friendly at all :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one successful ice breaker was scratching his head &amp;amp; neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who might he be, you ask?&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SElZ5mw6AbI/AAAAAAAABbI/MLw3Po7TjoU/s1600-h/P6061145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SElZ5mw6AbI/AAAAAAAABbI/MLw3Po7TjoU/s320/P6061145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208793290223780274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lost dog!&lt;br /&gt;( He a little camera shy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adorable little thing, isn't he? :) I could tell he was really home sick cause' he kept barking at night. Ahh.. my beauty sleep ruined, nevertheless I made a new friend. He back home to his rightful owner now. Though I never knew what his name was ( I thought he looked like a "Roger".) , we made some sort of connection(How can I ever forget the time he drooled on me.). Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead! :)&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/34255737-8913622949281055774?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8913622949281055774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8913622949281055774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8913622949281055774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8913622949281055774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-i-got-home-yesterday-i-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SElZ5mw6AbI/AAAAAAAABbI/MLw3Po7TjoU/s72-c/P6061145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3205869739275846614</id><published>2008-06-04T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:59:17.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassie by Flyleaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The question asked in order&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To save her life or take it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The answer no to avoid death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The answer yes would make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe in God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on the bullet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say yes to pull the trigger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe in God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on the bullet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Cassie pulled the trigger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All heads are bowed in silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To remember her last sentence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She answered him knowing what would happen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her last words still hanging in the air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was by Flyleaf. It was written in remembrance of the tragic lost in the Columbine shooting. One of the victims were Cassie Burnall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The killer pointed the gun to her head and asked Cassie if she believed in God. The last thing she said before she died was,"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God? Would you take a bullet for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I sometimes question my faith for God..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-3205869739275846614?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3205869739275846614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3205869739275846614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3205869739275846614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3205869739275846614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/06/cassie-by-flyleaf.html' title='Cassie by Flyleaf'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8882582624015593053</id><published>2008-05-06T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:01.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright alright! So you all caught me being the biggest procrastinator alive. I think it's about time you guys get used to that. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I'm also a liar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not gonna blog about college cause' without the pictures.. the amount of bore that this post will inject your mind will be numbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's a summary. College is a place of change. (DUH.) A place of new things &amp;amp; experiences. (Double DUH.) People change in college too &amp;amp; sometimes it's not a good thing. Hopefully this Nicole will stay put in her own shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mid terms are nearing. Yeah if you call "next four days" nearing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The most recent update is the Marie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Digby&lt;/span&gt; mini concert held in One &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Utama&lt;/span&gt;. I might have underestimated her cause' the turn up was mad. Even a petite person like me couldn't squeeze myself in between the cracks of the people's legs. (That sentence somehow sounded kinky.)&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201353676879613938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SC7rnHWUz_I/AAAAAAAABbA/BPLd3CPZXEM/s320/IMG_6862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stole this picture off Debra's blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great week ahead people! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Toodles&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-8882582624015593053?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8882582624015593053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8882582624015593053' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8882582624015593053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8882582624015593053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/05/alright-alright-so-you-all-caught-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SC7rnHWUz_I/AAAAAAAABbA/BPLd3CPZXEM/s72-c/IMG_6862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-4330003228372949063</id><published>2008-04-29T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:02.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194669854680905858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SBcstdWveII/AAAAAAAABa4/FVKz6akTjb4/s320/Me!!!!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Whoa.. This might be the coolest random picture in my mum's laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYWAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eeek&lt;/span&gt;! My oh so abandoned blog :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those who still reads my blog for no apparent reason, you have the permission to ask for a high five from me the next time you see me. Thanks for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I promise to update proper updates real soon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aightey&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194669141716334706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SBcsD9WveHI/AAAAAAAABaw/J1Rj_CBOH-0/s320/n602795864_1181367_9466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you might have guessed.. Next post is about college. Hehs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/34255737-4330003228372949063?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/4330003228372949063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=4330003228372949063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4330003228372949063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4330003228372949063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/04/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/SBcstdWveII/AAAAAAAABa4/FVKz6akTjb4/s72-c/Me!!!!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3414103216876478388</id><published>2008-04-12T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:13:58.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Based on a true story.</title><content type='html'>The phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the phone &amp;amp; it was my mom at the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Hey could you help me read out the grocery list,please?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obediently held up the piece of paper &amp;amp; tried to read from what seemed to be quickly scribbled words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I struggled to read,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Bum whole..uh..weal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"HAH? What was that? Bunghole?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"No no! I dunno what you writing la. Bum..OH! Bun wholemeal!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have a great week ahead! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-3414103216876478388?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3414103216876478388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3414103216876478388' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3414103216876478388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3414103216876478388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/04/based-on-true-story.html' title='Based on a true story.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-7257587219450061827</id><published>2008-03-26T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:02.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mm Mmm.. David from American Idol is so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No girls, not David Achuletta, who I think deserves more than enough overwhelming attention from the shrieking girls already. Eh, enough la. Everyone knows he's so adorable, everyone knows he's worth hugging &amp;amp; squeezing til' his crap comes out of his butt. OKAY! WE ALL KNOW HE'S CUTE. Now let's just shut up &amp;amp; shed some of the lime light on David Cook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-p5fMDD7KI/AAAAAAAABag/sZNCY2EsUPk/s1600-h/David-Cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-p5fMDD7KI/AAAAAAAABag/sZNCY2EsUPk/s320/David-Cook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182087897960148130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many David's in this season it's insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh boy, this one.. me likey :) Me likey A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in every idol or any singer for that matter, has to have good looks. Call me shallow but would you wanna throw your undies at someone who looks like Flava Flav(He's some really ugly looking rapper la..)?  Let's not forget that they gotta have flair &amp;amp; talent in music. Throw them all together &amp;amp; add a dash of je ne sais quoi, you'll get David Cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-p5msDD7LI/AAAAAAAABao/1heciYZfvog/s1600-h/e031457A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-p5msDD7LI/AAAAAAAABao/1heciYZfvog/s320/e031457A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182088026809167026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can rock out on a guitar while hitting the high notes without looking distasteful on the face. He's definitely one of my favs in the whole competition. I believe he's got a shot at winning this whole shebang. Even if he doesn't, he'll be in the top 3 (hopefully..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he sang his rendition of Hello by Lionel Ritchie &amp;amp; another famous number by Micheal Jackson,Billie Jean, I was ready to throw my own undies at the telly. Ha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-7257587219450061827?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/7257587219450061827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=7257587219450061827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7257587219450061827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7257587219450061827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/03/mm-mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-p5fMDD7KI/AAAAAAAABag/sZNCY2EsUPk/s72-c/David-Cook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-4471617649840987235</id><published>2008-03-19T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:02.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo is so last year but I'm outdated so sue me.</title><content type='html'>My heart weighs down like a tonne of burdens,dragging along the road of needles &amp;amp; pins.It prickles in pain but it still throbs unconsciously,it hangs by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I hate you for leaving me with a heavy heart &amp;amp; teary eyed. :( You suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know deep down I love you like mad. I know you wanna come back looking all fine &amp;amp; toned up, that's fine by me. It's fine by all of us. But there's a gym at a near by club house too? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'm sorry. I'm just sore &amp;amp; bruised. I know it's only 3 months &amp;amp; not forever but this feeling isn't what I'm used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-DV7AuxflI/AAAAAAAABaY/GNapZ0zSJMQ/s1600-h/P3070683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-DV7AuxflI/AAAAAAAABaY/GNapZ0zSJMQ/s320/P3070683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179374781261250130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you come back with what you wanted achieved &amp;amp; perfected. We all miss you so much! :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-4471617649840987235?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/4471617649840987235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=4471617649840987235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4471617649840987235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4471617649840987235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo-is-so-last-year-but-im-outdated-so.html' title='Emo is so last year but I&apos;m outdated so sue me.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R-DV7AuxflI/AAAAAAAABaY/GNapZ0zSJMQ/s72-c/P3070683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-6615887193316351110</id><published>2008-03-17T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:55:35.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good on ya mate!</title><content type='html'>SORRY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooper layzay tu blur-org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If yew steel liek meh, yew'll conteenu tu reed muh blur-org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah :) Did you get that? Probably not. I'll update soon la.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yes. I'm gonna miss all of you who are going to NS :'( *Brawl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&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/34255737-6615887193316351110?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/6615887193316351110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=6615887193316351110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6615887193316351110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6615887193316351110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-on-ya-mate.html' title='Good on ya mate!'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1102394082084502117</id><published>2008-03-03T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:03.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing under the cherry tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in this world that could beat the swinging awesome-ness of swings. Okay...Maybe a handful of things but swings are definitely on my list of top 10 favorite things to do. A list which I'm going to create soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love swings. They make me go higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up up and away I go, then swoosh back down to earth again. When I close my eyes, when my feet doesn't touch the ground, it really feels like I'm flying off to space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries. I'm not on crack or anything. Promise! Just the other day I dropped by at my housing area's newest park/playground. That quick breeze on my face while I'm on the swing made me feel like a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood my parents when they say, " You ah,stop making a big fuss about it! Wait til' you grow up then you'll see!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was swinging for the momentum, it was clear to me. Looking at little children playing &amp;amp; running around without a care, how lucky they are. The sweet carefree life that every toddler should cherish before they hit puberty, adolescence then finally making little running kids of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then, I would pay a visit to a nearby playground &amp;amp; sit myself on a swing. It really does calm your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love swings. They just rule my world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8vophbjKwI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Uclsi2KuFSk/s1600-h/Swing_2_by_unw4nt3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8vophbjKwI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Uclsi2KuFSk/s320/Swing_2_by_unw4nt3d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173484397011348226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://unw4nt3d.deviantart.com/art/Swing-2-55987773"&gt;Swing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-1102394082084502117?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1102394082084502117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1102394082084502117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1102394082084502117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1102394082084502117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/03/swing-under-cherry-tree.html' title='Swing under the cherry tree.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8vophbjKwI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Uclsi2KuFSk/s72-c/Swing_2_by_unw4nt3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8540064927172975916</id><published>2008-02-29T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:05.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause' without you all I'm going to be is imcomplete.</title><content type='html'>I never thought that I would say this but here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a Backstreet Boys concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8grEBbjKjI/AAAAAAAABYs/h-jT373ptwk/s1600-h/P2270530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8grEBbjKjI/AAAAAAAABYs/h-jT373ptwk/s320/P2270530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172431520138471986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's concerts like these that you either love or hate, I chose to have fun since I had complimentary tickets.Why not,right?&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gqnRbjKhI/AAAAAAAABYc/fCZ_HsBKV6A/s1600-h/P2270511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gqnRbjKhI/AAAAAAAABYc/fCZ_HsBKV6A/s320/P2270511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172431026217232914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The opening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember in the 90's where boy bands were such a sensation? Backstreet Boys were one of the pop boy bands that every girl (or guy..er.) fall head over heels for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, I had a good time singing along to the songs I once loved so much. It reminded me of the times where I used to clutched on to my Backstreet Boys poster in hope that one day I will be Mrs Nick Carter. Heee:) There's something about blue eyed blonds that makes my heart go gaga. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8guFBbjKkI/AAAAAAAABY0/ZYDjjTQhu5c/s1600-h/P2270533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8guFBbjKkI/AAAAAAAABY0/ZYDjjTQhu5c/s320/P2270533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172434835853224514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the concert, we didn't even bother to run to the front. I think that spared us the kink in our necks &amp;amp; the smelly sweaty from the crowd. We stood a fair distant away under a cooling palm tree &amp;amp; waved our arms to their tunes. The song "Incomplete" really stole my heart away. Phew.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gq2BbjKiI/AAAAAAAABYk/w2ttCMrwGiM/s1600-h/P2270517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gq2BbjKiI/AAAAAAAABYk/w2ttCMrwGiM/s320/P2270517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172431279620303394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's hilarious is that they kept wiping the sweat off their faces cause' they weren't used to our weather. Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gplBbjKgI/AAAAAAAABYU/c-ftbL2VYa4/s1600-h/P2270503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gplBbjKgI/AAAAAAAABYU/c-ftbL2VYa4/s320/P2270503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172429888050899458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it! It was plenty of fun. That ain't no lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, there was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Cuppacake&lt;/span&gt; event. It was the opening of Wondermilk &amp;amp; it was madly packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gxbRbjKlI/AAAAAAAABY8/L1mbP-OYqiE/s1600-h/P2290626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gxbRbjKlI/AAAAAAAABY8/L1mbP-OYqiE/s320/P2290626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172438516640197202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile smile smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gyFxbjKmI/AAAAAAAABZE/Y_iriW7MFPA/s1600-h/P2290628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gyFxbjKmI/AAAAAAAABZE/Y_iriW7MFPA/s320/P2290628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172439246784637538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gygxbjKnI/AAAAAAAABZM/XaKnWfwLbPA/s1600-h/P2290634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gygxbjKnI/AAAAAAAABZM/XaKnWfwLbPA/s320/P2290634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172439710641105522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I expected myself to munch on a dozen of those little babies but after 3 cuppacakes, I felt like an overweight cow. God knows what they put in their cupcakes man. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gzNhbjKoI/AAAAAAAABZU/dXcVyj7W61k/s1600-h/P2290635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gzNhbjKoI/AAAAAAAABZU/dXcVyj7W61k/s320/P2290635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172440479440251522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A creamy little creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gzhRbjKpI/AAAAAAAABZc/T-PYGKOZ4Rs/s1600-h/P2290642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gzhRbjKpI/AAAAAAAABZc/T-PYGKOZ4Rs/s320/P2290642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172440818742667922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gz_hbjKrI/AAAAAAAABZo/82Lb8cEau64/s1600-h/P2290636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8gz_hbjKrI/AAAAAAAABZo/82Lb8cEau64/s320/P2290636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172441338433710770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queen,Siva,Crys &amp;amp; Kim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8g0nxbjKtI/AAAAAAAABZ4/jaMGRCkJuDw/s1600-h/P2290647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8g0nxbjKtI/AAAAAAAABZ4/jaMGRCkJuDw/s320/P2290647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172442029923445458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for this poster right here, it'll be featured in the Sunburst concert. So if you're going to the concert, you can find out why people love KL. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8g1_hbjKuI/AAAAAAAABaA/cBeRR_uXdyo/s1600-h/P2290654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8g1_hbjKuI/AAAAAAAABaA/cBeRR_uXdyo/s320/P2290654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172443537456966370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a live band as well, they reminded me of STOMP, minus the slapping of their own bodies. It's a shame that I forgotten the name of the band :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8g2_hbjKvI/AAAAAAAABaI/ZLPqROUM0Qk/s1600-h/P2290652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8g2_hbjKvI/AAAAAAAABaI/ZLPqROUM0Qk/s320/P2290652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172444636968594162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21473eb3fecbc079" 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://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21473eb3fecbc079%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331360000%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1830430B31A66D5DF34DE4491B8A471EE3F7F47F.5376EA65AC6D8F3B401AEFC33998193D24862A1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21473eb3fecbc079%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg8Prd96VC49xKvSBe-dYaxk6IXI&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://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21473eb3fecbc079%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331360000%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1830430B31A66D5DF34DE4491B8A471EE3F7F47F.5376EA65AC6D8F3B401AEFC33998193D24862A1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21473eb3fecbc079%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg8Prd96VC49xKvSBe-dYaxk6IXI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Free cupcakes, a live band &amp;amp; a bonding session with girls? What an awesome combo :) Well,that's all folks. Toodles!&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/34255737-8540064927172975916?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=21473eb3fecbc079&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8540064927172975916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8540064927172975916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8540064927172975916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8540064927172975916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/02/cause-without-you-all-im-going-to-be-is.html' title='Cause&apos; without you all I&apos;m going to be is imcomplete.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8grEBbjKjI/AAAAAAAABYs/h-jT373ptwk/s72-c/P2270530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2508010013477833608</id><published>2008-02-25T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:06.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nicole I am.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like green eggs &amp;amp; ham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;     So I will eat them in a box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I will eat them with a fox.&lt;br /&gt;And I will eat them in a house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I will eat them with a mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I will eat them here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Say! I will eat them ANYWHERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee:) I feel the little child in me burst out of my skin. Every child must know about green eggs &amp;amp; ham, it is essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on from my childish fetish,&lt;br /&gt;I should update fast because it's almost 3-ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my day start of with a kick,&lt;br /&gt;Something something that rhymes with kick.&lt;br /&gt;Okay now, let's not think sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with a couple of friends,&lt;br /&gt;Which I've not seen since back then.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere weren't really tense,&lt;br /&gt;Felt like we've known each other since way back when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MWiNHVx9I/AAAAAAAABXk/HHQk82QUock/s1600-h/P2250487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MWiNHVx9I/AAAAAAAABXk/HHQk82QUock/s320/P2250487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171001574043273170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Jon with the great big grin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's Eddie not having his tongue in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MX8tHVyAI/AAAAAAAABX8/7rU4clSFKV4/s1600-h/P2250485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MX8tHVyAI/AAAAAAAABX8/7rU4clSFKV4/s320/P2250485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171003128821434370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Tracy who can gobble up big meals,&lt;br /&gt;Envy her body &amp;amp; I'm still shorter even with heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MXLNHVx-I/AAAAAAAABXs/JaLqJOib0wc/s1600-h/P2250482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MXLNHVx-I/AAAAAAAABXs/JaLqJOib0wc/s320/P2250482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171002278417909730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are the boys standing tall,&lt;br /&gt;Snapping pictures right in the middle of the mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boy oh boy, was it plenty of fun,&lt;br /&gt;We joked &amp;amp; we giggled a ton.&lt;br /&gt;Step up 2 was the movie we watched,&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little fun fact, I loved it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MblNHVyCI/AAAAAAAABYM/eo1gx89m61k/s1600-h/P2260489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MblNHVyCI/AAAAAAAABYM/eo1gx89m61k/s320/P2260489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171007123141019682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MYVtHVyBI/AAAAAAAABYE/RKGKSNh5LpU/s1600-h/P2260488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MYVtHVyBI/AAAAAAAABYE/RKGKSNh5LpU/s320/P2260488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171003558318163986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon the gentle giant will be going away,&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;You be good &amp;amp; watch over yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Play plenty of golf to earn big wealth!&lt;br /&gt;(I sound like some china woman.Teehee ^.^V)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Holy smokes, I just rhymed like mad in this post.&lt;br /&gt;Dang! I'm good but I don't mean to boast.&lt;br /&gt;It just shows I'm too free,&lt;br /&gt;Off I go to Slumberland cause' it's way past three!&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/34255737-2508010013477833608?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2508010013477833608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2508010013477833608' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2508010013477833608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2508010013477833608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-nicole.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8MWiNHVx9I/AAAAAAAABXk/HHQk82QUock/s72-c/P2250487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-4485175103205995183</id><published>2008-02-16T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:07.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you read about Edison Chen's nakey nakey pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have? Well, so did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it with people loving to take pictures of themselves when having intercourse? Very nice meh? Must you really capture the moment of you &amp;amp; your partner are getting it ON. Those girls who allow their man to take nude pictures of them aren't the brightest bulb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOSE who take pictures of THEMSELVES and SEND it to their bf's are the dimmest bulb of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really! I thought ever since Paris Hilton's scandal &amp;amp; ofcourse the leaked pictures of the famous (or infamous,whichever you prefer.) Disney star, Vanessa Hudgens, people would start to learn from their mistakes. I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our future is poisoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this typing is making me hungry. I want a hot plate of pancakes smothered in honey &amp;amp; buttery goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah! Kim &amp;amp; I went over to the salon to un-virgin our hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GvfNHVx1I/AAAAAAAABWk/xc59APlz7Vc/s1600-h/P2230432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GvfNHVx1I/AAAAAAAABWk/xc59APlz7Vc/s320/P2230432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170606797829293906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When they were still alive.(I mean the hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Jenny starts off with our highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8Gv3NHVx2I/AAAAAAAABWs/TXINa2xOxD4/s1600-h/P2230435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8Gv3NHVx2I/AAAAAAAABWs/TXINa2xOxD4/s320/P2230435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170607210146154338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GwCdHVx3I/AAAAAAAABW0/QiGZQ6Q4jA0/s1600-h/P2230436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GwCdHVx3I/AAAAAAAABW0/QiGZQ6Q4jA0/s320/P2230436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170607403419682674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh.. the wait was excruciating. My butt was beginning to set the chair on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GwjtHVx4I/AAAAAAAABW8/UxWpmTngBq4/s1600-h/P2230437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GwjtHVx4I/AAAAAAAABW8/UxWpmTngBq4/s320/P2230437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170607974650333058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm, it looks like a science experiment gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8Gw39HVx5I/AAAAAAAABXE/wdoyEOtdN1g/s1600-h/P2230439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8Gw39HVx5I/AAAAAAAABXE/wdoyEOtdN1g/s320/P2230439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170608322542684050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha it get's better when you blow dry it. The highlights turned out pretty cool, I could be the next Hayley Williams but cooler. Cause I'll be rocking on a bass guitar or something. (Ah dream on Nicole.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. That wasn't it. I still had to wait for another hour and a half for yet another layer of dye. Poor poor hair. So to keep myself from sinking into the brink of insanity, I flipped through a couple of mags &amp;amp; saw..&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GxiNHVx7I/AAAAAAAABXU/-f_x8pLTX4c/s1600-h/P2230448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GxiNHVx7I/AAAAAAAABXU/-f_x8pLTX4c/s320/P2230448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170609048392157106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://paintings-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/"&gt;You!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! Hello twin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well the result of hair is horrific. Yes it's true. My hair's died on the 23rd of February at approximately 3.49pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mourn mourn mourn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes :) Stay tuned to see. I'm pretty lazy to post up more pictures. Til next time! Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GyNNHVx8I/AAAAAAAABXc/I-ybQVHuGAs/s1600-h/P2230463.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34255737-4485175103205995183?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/4485175103205995183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=4485175103205995183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4485175103205995183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4485175103205995183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/02/aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R8GvfNHVx1I/AAAAAAAABWk/xc59APlz7Vc/s72-c/P2230432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-5348720903436550035</id><published>2008-02-16T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:08.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Switchfoot '08.</title><content type='html'>Okay updates about Switchfoot. I guess it's overdue and it's ancient news but let me have my moment to talk about it la kay.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7blBtHVxzI/AAAAAAAABWU/TVUwjrWvsyE/s1600-h/P2160388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7blBtHVxzI/AAAAAAAABWU/TVUwjrWvsyE/s320/P2160388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167569439907235634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you already know about Switchfoot freezing while singing half way into the song "American Dream". The only thing I can say about it all was that it was amazing. That could be an understatement too. Yes,it was that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7bk8dHVxyI/AAAAAAAABWM/5NJ-Bl6jfuU/s1600-h/P2160387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7bk8dHVxyI/AAAAAAAABWM/5NJ-Bl6jfuU/s320/P2160387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167569349712922402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And as always, I get stampeded by  the exhilarated (&amp;amp; extremely wild) crowd. I think I still have the foot marks to prove it. Hah. Yet everything was worth it in the end. Everything. Despite being slapped across the face by sweat soaked hair(like whips across my face okay!), despite having to wait, despite it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Jon Foreman's eyes are blue. Ocean blue, that is. Also, he's pretty hot. Okay I am quite disgusted with myself cause' he's 33 years old and married with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7blotHVx0I/AAAAAAAABWc/OneM5ewTzW4/s1600-h/P2160386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7blotHVx0I/AAAAAAAABWc/OneM5ewTzW4/s320/P2160386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167570109922133826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway,I heard next up is Paramore. Oh man,please let it be true! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-5348720903436550035?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/5348720903436550035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=5348720903436550035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5348720903436550035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5348720903436550035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/02/switchfoot-08.html' title='Switchfoot &apos;08.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7blBtHVxzI/AAAAAAAABWU/TVUwjrWvsyE/s72-c/P2160388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3237780130163173874</id><published>2008-02-14T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:08.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know where to run.</title><content type='html'>I'm a liar. I'm not gonna blog about Switchfoot or CNY. Yet, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys watch American Idol today? I'm so disappointed on one of the decision that the judges made on one contestant. What a fatally wrong decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kicked &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/josiahleming"&gt;Josiah Leming&lt;/a&gt; out. CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo who da what ing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no one really. Just this incredibly awesome singer who got kicked out of American Idol cause' the judges(or in this case, we could say that they are the 3 blind mice.) were too blind to see his flair in music. I mean, I usually respect the judges decisions, but this one was WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste,man. He's pretty good looking and I actually searched for him in Youtube, he has got good pipes. Plus, magic fingers when it comes to playing the piano. The original song that he sang on his first audition is on his Myspace, listen to it cause' it's amazing. He's definitely got something going for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside to him is that he cries at just about everything. MAN UP ALREADY. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll still continue supporting him(somehow..) cause' he really deserves more than just an audition and bad decisions from judges. Oh and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; V&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; D&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;y,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7Q3UdHVxwI/AAAAAAAABV8/eqf-4lSQIBg/s1600-h/P1040211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7Q3UdHVxwI/AAAAAAAABV8/eqf-4lSQIBg/s320/P1040211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166815497053128450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-3237780130163173874?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3237780130163173874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3237780130163173874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3237780130163173874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3237780130163173874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-know-where-to-run.html' title='I don&apos;t know where to run.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R7Q3UdHVxwI/AAAAAAAABV8/eqf-4lSQIBg/s72-c/P1040211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2921574261775978998</id><published>2008-02-11T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T01:43:58.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the pounds.</title><content type='html'>Yoddle-lay-hee-hu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna blog pretty soon,don't you worry. My next updates are on Switchfoot and CNY( the food..THE DAMN FOOD. Why it all gotta be so tasty?). Stay tuned oright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-2921574261775978998?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2921574261775978998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2921574261775978998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2921574261775978998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2921574261775978998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/02/bring-on-pounds.html' title='Bring on the pounds.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8570111410590681936</id><published>2008-01-30T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:09.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just found out something today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sex of my sugar gliders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CVKsvMdCI/AAAAAAAABVc/vsJNHnPHkak/s1600-h/P1180765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CVKsvMdCI/AAAAAAAABVc/vsJNHnPHkak/s320/P1180765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161289184006927394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it was inappropriate to ask them myself. While their doing their business, I realize one of them has this thing hanging around below their abdomen. Just to be sure, I(being the shy and well mannered person that I am.heh) then went on google and typed in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"HOW TO TELL THE SEX OF YOUR SUGAR GLIDERS!??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good old google provided me with great answers. I basically clicked on the 1st thing that popped up and it was written in point form. Point form,man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="opDefaultContent" id="opmodule_body"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CSv8vMdAI/AAAAAAAABVM/GF-eSwlqHgk/s1600-h/P1190617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CSv8vMdAI/AAAAAAAABVM/GF-eSwlqHgk/s320/P1190617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161286525422171138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Step one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="opDefaultContent" id="opmodule_body"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Turn your sugar glider over so that its belly is exposed. Hold your sugar glider securely but soothingly. You want to make your sugar glider feel comfortable while you are inspecting its anatomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="opDefaultContent" id="opmodule_body"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, blah blah blahhahaw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step somethingsomething&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="opDefaultContent" id="opmodule_body"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Look for a small, furry bump located further down the abdomen as an indication that the sugar glider is male.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="opDefaultContent" id="opmodule_body"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;That's it! The little furry bump that looks like a hairy mini marshmallow! Did I just spoiled the squishy goodness of mini marshmallows for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaknowwhat? All this time..ALL THIS TIME.. I thought he was a she and that's pretty degrading, even for a sugar glider.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CUysvMdBI/AAAAAAAABVU/VduHn8IYTFs/s1600-h/P1190618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CUysvMdBI/AAAAAAAABVU/VduHn8IYTFs/s320/P1190618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161288771690066962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, her name which used to be "Yzma" is now officially changed to "Zim". Don't ask me why. Let's just celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CXeMvMdFI/AAAAAAAABV0/JPxzkExXDWI/s1600-h/P1180808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CXeMvMdFI/AAAAAAAABV0/JPxzkExXDWI/s320/P1180808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161291718037632082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/34255737-8570111410590681936?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8570111410590681936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8570111410590681936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8570111410590681936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8570111410590681936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-found-out-something-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R6CVKsvMdCI/AAAAAAAABVc/vsJNHnPHkak/s72-c/P1180765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1022433516565315875</id><published>2008-01-24T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:09.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I missed you so much. It's was great to hear your voice again:) Its just music to my ears everytime I hear you.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mJgsvMc7I/AAAAAAAABUk/CSTbvvhywus/s1600-h/P1020716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mJgsvMc7I/AAAAAAAABUk/CSTbvvhywus/s320/P1020716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159306042987541426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You healed me of my emo state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mKPMvMc8I/AAAAAAAABUs/7GxOoDT-4U0/s1600-h/DSC04010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mKPMvMc8I/AAAAAAAABUs/7GxOoDT-4U0/s320/DSC04010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159306841851458498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You made me smile or smirk whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Without you, it'll just be me being extremely emo or me smiling without a reason. I wouldn't be that sane being I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright, I'm being melodramatic. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my ipod fixed,that's all. It was malfunctioning like mad so I took it to be aided and now it's all good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without an ipod was quite the torture cause' I usually sleep with it. As in I listen to it while I go into my normal sleeping pattern? Yeah, you could say I had insomnia for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in those few tuneless days, I substituted my ipod with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mNgsvMc9I/AAAAAAAABU0/leXiw1DdvWo/s1600-h/P1200376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mNgsvMc9I/AAAAAAAABU0/leXiw1DdvWo/s320/P1200376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159310441034052562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..an old school walkman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahahaha! I crack myself up. I was desperate as well. I needed a little music in my life, is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny problem though, the stone age device needed batts and a cassette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mQUsvMc-I/AAAAAAAABU8/5BV8II3C3pA/s1600-h/P1200382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mQUsvMc-I/AAAAAAAABU8/5BV8II3C3pA/s320/P1200382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159313533410505698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rummaging through my room(and causing a real catastrophic mess), I found me some double A's and a cassette of my used to be fav artist,Pink. When you're desperate for music, you're more intended to say "that'll do" instead of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's stuff like these that makes me appreciate the things we have now. Haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That goes for you all too! Ahpreesheate yo things,pet pet longs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-1022433516565315875?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1022433516565315875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1022433516565315875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1022433516565315875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1022433516565315875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/man-i-missed-you-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mJgsvMc7I/AAAAAAAABUk/CSTbvvhywus/s72-c/P1020716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-5561715367571808144</id><published>2008-01-24T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T10:40:21.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I doubt she gave you the stink eye cause' that's how her face looks.</title><content type='html'>JUNO is the most amazing movie. If you're into the whole sarcastic, straight forward humor. You know, that kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, real good. Buy the DVD, I promise it's worth every penny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-5561715367571808144?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/5561715367571808144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=5561715367571808144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5561715367571808144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5561715367571808144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-doubt-she-gave-you-stink-eye-cause.html' title='I doubt she gave you the stink eye cause&apos; that&apos;s how her face looks.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-4588146021736953363</id><published>2008-01-24T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:16.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My webby connection is back on so hooray hoohah! One puny problem though, the connection is almost snail paced. WHY! DANG IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which got me wondering, we fret about the puniest problems. Have I talked about this before? I guess so. This thought has popped up on my mind many times before, why do care so much about the petty problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days ago while I was driving, I saw this two dogs sleeping their lazy bums in the middle of the road. They were obstructing the road so I guess honking would help them realize that they are in the way. I honked once. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did not budge. The only muscle they moved were their eye lids, blinking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their unconditional manners, I had to inch my way outta there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of though, we should be more like those mutts. No? :) A car coming towards my direction? Pft! I'll just relax. Oh it's speeding now? Ahh, it can wait. My head is about to be decapitated? Nah, no worries. My brains are under the wheels? OH WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, not the best example but I guess sometimes we gotta stop and take a chill pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out with Lauranne the other day,you could say it was a little farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iu7MvMcbI/AAAAAAAABQk/lfVCdNwuadk/s1600-h/P1200352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iu7MvMcbI/AAAAAAAABQk/lfVCdNwuadk/s320/P1200352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159065705207591346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iwOsvMceI/AAAAAAAABQ8/qQZZi9IV6mw/s1600-h/P1200346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iwOsvMceI/AAAAAAAABQ8/qQZZi9IV6mw/s320/P1200346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159067139726668258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iv_cvMcdI/AAAAAAAABQ0/bYbgOHFiKKU/s1600-h/P1200355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iv_cvMcdI/AAAAAAAABQ0/bYbgOHFiKKU/s320/P1200355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159066877733663186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5ivo8vMccI/AAAAAAAABQs/C3FWnAQZR9o/s1600-h/P1200357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5ivo8vMccI/AAAAAAAABQs/C3FWnAQZR9o/s320/P1200357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159066491186606530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had fun cause' we all sure did ,Lauranne :) You'll probably be reading this in Brisbane right now. Teehee! We met only recently but I'm gonna miss you! Keep up your bubbliness,girl. Oh yes, may that video be a reminder of the two quacky girls who took you for a joy ride. Hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One farewell is already enough but whatdyaknow? There was another. Sheng Jun,Huayu &amp;amp; Tong Ching's farewell.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iy6svMcgI/AAAAAAAABRM/A7LgxnMZ3NQ/s1600-h/P1200401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iy6svMcgI/AAAAAAAABRM/A7LgxnMZ3NQ/s320/P1200401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159070094664167938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get to the exact location was a disaster but we were calm(and very late). Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iyGMvMcfI/AAAAAAAABRE/_kpAY3OVSBw/s1600-h/P1200403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iyGMvMcfI/AAAAAAAABRE/_kpAY3OVSBw/s320/P1200403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159069192721035762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we arrived, everyone were just standing around. I took out my camera and started taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5izxsvMcjI/AAAAAAAABRk/_M3nSwGh8RE/s1600-h/P1200411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5izxsvMcjI/AAAAAAAABRk/_M3nSwGh8RE/s320/P1200411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159071039556973106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole says,jump!(but you all look like you're about to crap.HEHE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i1r8vMclI/AAAAAAAABR0/dDGTRyBQBnI/s1600-h/P1200413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i1r8vMclI/AAAAAAAABR0/dDGTRyBQBnI/s320/P1200413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159073139795980882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Better! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5izUsvMciI/AAAAAAAABRc/V3TAHWjCKWI/s1600-h/P1200404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5izUsvMciI/AAAAAAAABRc/V3TAHWjCKWI/s320/P1200404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159070541340766754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jCtMvMc0I/AAAAAAAABTs/eMr92ol5tBc/s1600-h/P1180321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jCtMvMc0I/AAAAAAAABTs/eMr92ol5tBc/s320/P1180321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159087454921978690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i0hMvMckI/AAAAAAAABRs/G0C6prlntdg/s1600-h/P1200407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i0hMvMckI/AAAAAAAABRs/G0C6prlntdg/s320/P1200407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159071855600759362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice anot Wai Hong? NICE ANOT, I ask you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i2JMvMcmI/AAAAAAAABR8/axCQVce17ts/s1600-h/P1200414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i2JMvMcmI/AAAAAAAABR8/axCQVce17ts/s320/P1200414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159073642307154530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairil was actually explaining to us about this really really life changing experience. He played two characters while explaining and I think he got too heated up cause' he started swearing. HAHA! Man, you're too hilarious.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i3PsvMcnI/AAAAAAAABSE/kyiuW19tHtI/s1600-h/P1200416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i3PsvMcnI/AAAAAAAABSE/kyiuW19tHtI/s320/P1200416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159074853487932018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queenie, Steph &amp;amp; Huayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i3osvMcoI/AAAAAAAABSM/NJ3xH8K3o7o/s1600-h/P1200419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i3osvMcoI/AAAAAAAABSM/NJ3xH8K3o7o/s320/P1200419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159075282984661634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yank that cameltoe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i4EsvMcpI/AAAAAAAABSU/Frnvtz9My9c/s1600-h/P1200422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i4EsvMcpI/AAAAAAAABSU/Frnvtz9My9c/s320/P1200422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159075764020998802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My girls:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i548vMcqI/AAAAAAAABSc/MnqMzLLajcc/s1600-h/P1200423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i548vMcqI/AAAAAAAABSc/MnqMzLLajcc/s320/P1200423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159077761180791458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.Zackwin. Nice shirt by the way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i6qsvMcrI/AAAAAAAABSk/jDfHFwX2pS4/s1600-h/P1200426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i6qsvMcrI/AAAAAAAABSk/jDfHFwX2pS4/s320/P1200426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159078615879283378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i6-cvMcsI/AAAAAAAABSs/Ek8iefIKwQk/s1600-h/P1200427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i6-cvMcsI/AAAAAAAABSs/Ek8iefIKwQk/s320/P1200427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159078955181699778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;plus Meng Leong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where Sheng Jun lives reminds me of Wisteria Lane(from Desperate Housewives), the typical suburban area. Also, the place has a great view of a man made lake. To those who needs a perfect place to bring their date for this year's valentine's day, it's THERE. For inquiries of the place, call me. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i9B8vMcuI/AAAAAAAABS8/X9Je6z0qdUo/s1600-h/P1200433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i9B8vMcuI/AAAAAAAABS8/X9Je6z0qdUo/s320/P1200433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159081214334497506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture right here was suppose to be a group photo of the boys but they were scurrying around on one spot like lost ants. You know when you spray water on an ant hill then the ants will scurry like mad? Yeah, that's what they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i-IMvMcvI/AAAAAAAABTE/B_RrgvjdIrk/s1600-h/P1200436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i-IMvMcvI/AAAAAAAABTE/B_RrgvjdIrk/s320/P1200436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159082421220307698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Probably the most decent picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i_UsvMcwI/AAAAAAAABTM/oQB7x6Zom1M/s1600-h/P1200440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i_UsvMcwI/AAAAAAAABTM/oQB7x6Zom1M/s320/P1200440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159083735480300290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jAjMvMcyI/AAAAAAAABTc/8KpCDrD_gbQ/s1600-h/P1200442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jAjMvMcyI/AAAAAAAABTc/8KpCDrD_gbQ/s320/P1200442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159085084100031266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jANMvMcxI/AAAAAAAABTU/Uz9MVqeG6iI/s1600-h/P1200441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jANMvMcxI/AAAAAAAABTU/Uz9MVqeG6iI/s320/P1200441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159084706142909202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We need a collage for this!Fo shiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jBfsvMczI/AAAAAAAABTk/UuX5s3aZUtU/s1600-h/P1200445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jBfsvMczI/AAAAAAAABTk/UuX5s3aZUtU/s320/P1200445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159086123482116914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Try however you want to conceal your identity but it's Shuan Quah wearing my heels. If you shaved, those would be mighty fine legs. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jD4cvMc1I/AAAAAAAABT0/v9wJZPAF7hk/s1600-h/P1200447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jD4cvMc1I/AAAAAAAABT0/v9wJZPAF7hk/s320/P1200447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159088747707134802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i7jcvMctI/AAAAAAAABS0/fISwhak2lDw/s1600-h/P1200432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5i7jcvMctI/AAAAAAAABS0/fISwhak2lDw/s320/P1200432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159079590836859602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is leaving. I'm watching each and everyone walking separate ways to their own paths. I wish you all the best and I'll see you when I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,last minute outing with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jQ9svMc5I/AAAAAAAABUU/DQpoGz3BwVg/s1600-h/P1180312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jQ9svMc5I/AAAAAAAABUU/DQpoGz3BwVg/s320/P1180312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159103131552609170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jRPsvMc6I/AAAAAAAABUc/x0C98rLr3Ok/s1600-h/P1180311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jRPsvMc6I/AAAAAAAABUc/x0C98rLr3Ok/s320/P1180311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159103440790254498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jQFcvMc4I/AAAAAAAABUM/f6dnzaXxUwY/s1600-h/P1180303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jQFcvMc4I/AAAAAAAABUM/f6dnzaXxUwY/s320/P1180303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159102165184967554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeap. Good old Zara had sale and 90% of the clothes were either outdated or ugly. We picked the worst combination we could find and these were the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jPk8vMc3I/AAAAAAAABUE/YmBLKCYKNC8/s1600-h/P1180318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jPk8vMc3I/AAAAAAAABUE/YmBLKCYKNC8/s320/P1180318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159101606839219058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jOUcvMc2I/AAAAAAAABT8/8_AwVWeyf4Q/s1600-h/P1180319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5jOUcvMc2I/AAAAAAAABT8/8_AwVWeyf4Q/s320/P1180319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159100223859749730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me, aren't those the hottest red tights you've ever seen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for now but that's just half of it. Will update again soon. Happy Deepavali :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/34255737-4588146021736953363?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/4588146021736953363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=4588146021736953363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4588146021736953363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4588146021736953363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/greetings-my-webby-connection-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5iu7MvMcbI/AAAAAAAABQk/lfVCdNwuadk/s72-c/P1200352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3751255881214851477</id><published>2008-01-24T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:16.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got so much to talk about. Will update real soon alrightey?:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I just heard about the devastating news.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The passing off,to me, the most amazing actor of all time, Heath Ledger. It was crazy when I heard it, CRAZY. Insane, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember watching 10 things about you and thinking, no man can look this good. He's hunky dory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mbpsvMc_I/AAAAAAAABVE/p2H2r5vIIMI/s1600-h/Heath+ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mbpsvMc_I/AAAAAAAABVE/p2H2r5vIIMI/s320/Heath+ledger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159325988815664114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you rest in peace.&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/34255737-3751255881214851477?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3751255881214851477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3751255881214851477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3751255881214851477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3751255881214851477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/h-ey-ive-got-so-much-to-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R5mbpsvMc_I/AAAAAAAABVE/p2H2r5vIIMI/s72-c/Heath+ledger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-5929217505589870839</id><published>2008-01-13T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:18.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored out of my stinking mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's moments like these that I hate. Bleh man. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the education fair the other day and it was packed. And Hannah Tan was there too, weird. But there were sure a hell lot of people crowding to get her picture and autograph( I was one of them~.~).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the education fair, my mind was swirling in questions. It's actually much more confusing cause' now there's so many more options. Decisions, I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the bright side of things..&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4palt0QWhI/AAAAAAAABPE/cdyj_oW9FMw/s1600-h/P1200260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4palt0QWhI/AAAAAAAABPE/cdyj_oW9FMw/s320/P1200260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155032327479384594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kimmy owes me 5 bucks. kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4pZot0QWgI/AAAAAAAABO8/ovUlnK5RR08/s1600-h/P1200269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4pZot0QWgI/AAAAAAAABO8/ovUlnK5RR08/s320/P1200269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155031279507364354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He wore the same thing as me.Pft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4pbWt0QWiI/AAAAAAAABPM/DecI3YjAz3I/s1600-h/P1200257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4pbWt0QWiI/AAAAAAAABPM/DecI3YjAz3I/s320/P1200257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155033169292974626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's starting college soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;As for today, went dinner at Williams. Then dropped by at Wai Hong's place for some youtubing and UNO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u1yd0QWjI/AAAAAAAABPU/Nu2XL1ZGcN0/s1600-h/P1200292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u1yd0QWjI/AAAAAAAABPU/Nu2XL1ZGcN0/s320/P1200292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155414077057554994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u3dd0QWlI/AAAAAAAABPk/68A9j7gjIjc/s1600-h/P1200295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u3dd0QWlI/AAAAAAAABPk/68A9j7gjIjc/s320/P1200295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155415915303557714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u2st0QWkI/AAAAAAAABPc/QbN5ZXeny3M/s1600-h/P1200300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u2st0QWkI/AAAAAAAABPc/QbN5ZXeny3M/s320/P1200300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155415077784934978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u5td0QWmI/AAAAAAAABPs/Uvwi9HmRmN8/s1600-h/P1200305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u5td0QWmI/AAAAAAAABPs/Uvwi9HmRmN8/s320/P1200305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155418389204720226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't even go to the loo in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; I came to realize that youtube is the only place where you can watch almost anything, it sure is entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys watched the one about Miss Carolina? Haha click on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=WALIARHHLII"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; first then &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=F226lI-lo5M&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I bet you didn't even clicked it. SO I'll just explain it here. Miss Teen Carolina was asked a question on why some Americans can't locate U.S on a world map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I personally believe that U.S Americans aren't able to do so because uh,some people out there in our nation don't have maps(?!!) and I believe that our education like such as South Africa and uh,the Iraq everywhere such as and I believe that they should our education over here in the U.S should help the U.S..should help South Africa and should help Iraq and the Asian Countries so we will be able to build up our future for our children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4u5td0QWmI/AAAAAAAABPs/Uvwi9HmRmN8/s1600-h/P1200305.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&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/34255737-5929217505589870839?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/5929217505589870839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=5929217505589870839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5929217505589870839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5929217505589870839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-bored-out-of-my-stinking-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4palt0QWhI/AAAAAAAABPE/cdyj_oW9FMw/s72-c/P1200260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-7056538098640661056</id><published>2008-01-11T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:20.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning. It's 6.20. AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I'm going to have my breakfast and then probably to sit in one corner to chew on my own hair. I've never been up so early since school ended, plus it's a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all good cause' I feel refreshed and recharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lauranne tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question though, what's the tag about? :S Am I suppose to put hideous pictures of me? Mm, I guess. Have a good laugh people:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you haven't seen my goofy, retarded, less appealing side of me before.  So only here in iflifecouldbring, you'll see possibly a few of the most eye catching pictures(And I don't mean me looking FINE AS EVER.) of Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start off from mellow retarded to hardcore,mind blowing retarded okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4ft1t0QWXI/AAAAAAAABN0/h2guTI0Ram4/s1600-h/P1180566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4ft1t0QWXI/AAAAAAAABN0/h2guTI0Ram4/s320/P1180566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154349805636442482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; So picture #1. Spontaneous. Happy. Not so fugly. I guess that's how I usually look like before I enter "the zone".&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fwS90QWaI/AAAAAAAABOM/_2UfIJAjZd8/s1600-h/Picture+626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fwS90QWaI/AAAAAAAABOM/_2UfIJAjZd8/s320/Picture+626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154352507170871714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fwxd0QWbI/AAAAAAAABOU/tcbGXxI8cMI/s1600-h/Picture+630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fwxd0QWbI/AAAAAAAABOU/tcbGXxI8cMI/s320/Picture+630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154353031156881842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Look at those 3 goof balls up there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fyWN0QWcI/AAAAAAAABOc/LL1MGkUeJfY/s1600-h/Picture+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fyWN0QWcI/AAAAAAAABOc/LL1MGkUeJfY/s320/Picture+429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154354762028702146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a beautiful story behind this picture. Well not really, I was actually sick as hell. My eyes swelled up, I was coughing &amp;amp; sneezing. It was horrible. My sister cease the moment and *snap snap*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fz1N0QWeI/AAAAAAAABOs/bpRgwNNHICg/s1600-h/P1150953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fz1N0QWeI/AAAAAAAABOs/bpRgwNNHICg/s320/P1150953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154356394116274658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay I'll be honest. I've got nothing better to post up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fvut0QWZI/AAAAAAAABOE/hG3-Vc9k_oU/s1600-h/Picture+557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4fvut0QWZI/AAAAAAAABOE/hG3-Vc9k_oU/s320/Picture+557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154351884400613778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know you want me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright I'm going to break the rules a little and post a picture of someone else looking fugly.Look closely at the gentlemen sitting in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4f0SN0QWfI/AAAAAAAABO0/Qd_eQdJCrrU/s1600-h/P1160052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4f0SN0QWfI/AAAAAAAABO0/Qd_eQdJCrrU/s320/P1160052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154356892332481010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHahhAHAhahHAAaABahHaaSs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wipe tears from eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I shall tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRYSTAL NG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIMBERLY LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUSTINE ONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MICH MAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHRISLYN CHEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it to it :)&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/34255737-7056538098640661056?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/7056538098640661056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=7056538098640661056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7056538098640661056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7056538098640661056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4ft1t0QWXI/AAAAAAAABN0/h2guTI0Ram4/s72-c/P1180566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1953903960895144779</id><published>2008-01-07T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:20.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here we go again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lifeless people decides to find excitement in spreading the news about Britney yet again. Okay la, I guess that's their job in the tabloids but honestly it's getting way too outa hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4IO5N0QWTI/AAAAAAAABNU/nr2m5rYN2JI/s1600-h/britney-spears-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4IO5N0QWTI/AAAAAAAABNU/nr2m5rYN2JI/s320/britney-spears-wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152697299789437234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney can never catch a break can she? Always being followed, scrutinize under the magnifying glass of the people. Sigh sigh sigh to all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4JiVt0QWWI/AAAAAAAABNs/PxLcd261ysk/s1600-h/Identity_by_Ollapus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4JiVt0QWWI/AAAAAAAABNs/PxLcd261ysk/s320/Identity_by_Ollapus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789048880814434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ollapus.deviantart.com/art/Identity-72322932"&gt;Scrutinize.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, I always thought being famous would be mind blowing. You've got people serving you from head to toe, inch by inch, every microscopic thing would be taken care of. It's like being the Queen minus all the politics! Yes yes, and all the beautiful people you'll meet along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4IW5t0QWVI/AAAAAAAABNk/jt5ZTq4tGgc/s1600-h/Fame_by_hi_fi_killer.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4IW5t0QWVI/AAAAAAAABNk/jt5ZTq4tGgc/s320/Fame_by_hi_fi_killer.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152706104472394066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://hi-fi-killer.deviantart.com/art/Fame-36148152"&gt;Fame.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Oh Madonna? She baby sits my kids every weekend. Hmm? I know Jay-Z. He rapped at my concert/ 23rd birthday bash. Oprah? She cleans my toilet for goodness sake. A real angel, that one. Hawhaw."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. So wrong. After hearing all these possibly true and false story about Britney, staying normal seems like winning the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who I blame for Britney's supposed break down? YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. All you vultures preying on innocent Britney like that. Think about it, you read about her and then you laugh and you point fingers at her like she's some kind of animal? Heck, even animals deserves equal respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this very clearly in your head..&lt;br /&gt;There's a bunch of kids in the playground and one puny kid falls flat on his bum. Instead of picking him up and dusting off the dirt off him, you stand there and laugh at him. You are that bully right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4IPNd0QWUI/AAAAAAAABNc/g6b9jIPEbLg/s1600-h/paparazzi+3+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4IPNd0QWUI/AAAAAAAABNc/g6b9jIPEbLg/s320/paparazzi+3+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152697647681788226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vicious. Eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where is your sense of compassion? Heh?HEH? If it wasn't for the gossip that you people feed on, she'd probably be another simpleton with problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, she's Britney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..Carry on people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kidding. But I feel so bad for her. Give her a break man, everyone has got problems. Get well Britney. Get well! Avril Lavinge must be laughing her tutu off right now reading about Britney :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-1953903960895144779?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1953903960895144779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1953903960895144779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1953903960895144779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1953903960895144779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-we-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R4IO5N0QWTI/AAAAAAAABNU/nr2m5rYN2JI/s72-c/britney-spears-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1923198445212464599</id><published>2008-01-05T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:21.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3-_wt0QWRI/AAAAAAAABNE/j_rJKpuu60w/s1600-h/i_miss_who_by_beydee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3-_wt0QWRI/AAAAAAAABNE/j_rJKpuu60w/s320/i_miss_who_by_beydee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152047342388533522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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 style="font-family:courier new;"&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;a href="http://beydee.deviantart.com/art/i-miss-who-52108384"&gt;Link to pic.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's four hundred hours and my eyes are wide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Crickets and frogs harmonizing in the silent night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The withered rose  in my bathroom sat in water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I tried to make it last but it didn't bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No matter, it's the memory and a friendly reminder of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I sit and notice its shade of bruised purple and blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So I scribble each and every word with a little bit of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I miss you cause' forgetting you would be a  little tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-nicole-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I miss you guys. Especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&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/34255737-1923198445212464599?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1923198445212464599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1923198445212464599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1923198445212464599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1923198445212464599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-four-hundred-hours-and-my-eyes-are.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3-_wt0QWRI/AAAAAAAABNE/j_rJKpuu60w/s72-c/i_miss_who_by_beydee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-964849145770668843</id><published>2008-01-02T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:26.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's another year gone. Hi,2008.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, I can tell that this post that I'm going to write is sappy and really cheesy. Brace yourself people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes,I remembered it like it was just yesterday. Bahah! Anyway..Everyone took one big breath and counted, " 10.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1! Happy New Yeeeeear!". A throng of bodies overwhelmed The Curve on Tuesday midnight, each and everyone gathered for the farewell of 2007. It was 2008. A year just ended in a split second, the only thought that was on my mind was, "I need a time machine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3ttZt0QVyI/AAAAAAAABJM/aW1lZD3jw9Y/s1600-h/P1010086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3ttZt0QVyI/AAAAAAAABJM/aW1lZD3jw9Y/s320/P1010086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150830887391221538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time, I didn't want to let go of last year. It must have been the fear of change. Now I have to think about the things that I want to do instead of wearing the same old uniform and skipping into school merrily. Sometimes, I wish I could just stop time for a little while to take a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t0kN0QV7I/AAAAAAAABKU/Ot5qmu-lpJ8/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t0kN0QV7I/AAAAAAAABKU/Ot5qmu-lpJ8/s320/Picture+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150838764361242546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t3It0QV-I/AAAAAAAABKs/7VvVIBWuiPc/s1600-h/Picture+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t3It0QV-I/AAAAAAAABKs/7VvVIBWuiPc/s320/Picture+264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150841590449723362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tzaN0QV5I/AAAAAAAABKE/VuH0zLpDP2o/s1600-h/Birthday+Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tzaN0QV5I/AAAAAAAABKE/VuH0zLpDP2o/s320/Birthday+Girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150837493050922898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3txy90QV0I/AAAAAAAABJc/WbGEyKplV2Q/s1600-h/Picture+571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3txy90QV0I/AAAAAAAABJc/WbGEyKplV2Q/s320/Picture+571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150835719229429570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t1fN0QV8I/AAAAAAAABKc/WMkl2tqrWfY/s1600-h/Picture+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t1fN0QV8I/AAAAAAAABKc/WMkl2tqrWfY/s320/Picture+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150839777973524418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, why should I be afraid change? Our lives revolves around change, it's a mutual attraction that we can't run away from.Just yesterday I went over to Kimmy's place and we went through all the pictures of 2007. We laughed and reminded ourselves about the great times. It's so scary how things can change in just one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t2A90QV9I/AAAAAAAABKk/tsJXkBOwM6s/s1600-h/Picture+600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t2A90QV9I/AAAAAAAABKk/tsJXkBOwM6s/s320/Picture+600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150840357794109394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t35d0QV_I/AAAAAAAABK0/UPdEQ_d3uiw/s1600-h/Picture+558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t35d0QV_I/AAAAAAAABK0/UPdEQ_d3uiw/s320/Picture+558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150842427968346098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tzQN0QV4I/AAAAAAAABJ8/lUUuO3MYwvs/s1600-h/nic+justine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tzQN0QV4I/AAAAAAAABJ8/lUUuO3MYwvs/s320/nic+justine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150837321252231042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tzpN0QV6I/AAAAAAAABKM/ljsND6nhe-g/s1600-h/DSC02709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tzpN0QV6I/AAAAAAAABKM/ljsND6nhe-g/s320/DSC02709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150837750748960674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tygN0QV2I/AAAAAAAABJs/Yy-voHIxHXI/s1600-h/Picture+620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tygN0QV2I/AAAAAAAABJs/Yy-voHIxHXI/s320/Picture+620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150836496618510178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad quoted to me, " &lt;b&gt;Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.So live the moment.&lt;/b&gt;" Stupidity took over my mind and I stared blankly at his face, as if the answer would miraculously appear on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t6nN0QWEI/AAAAAAAABLc/oQkXs7MlJyo/s1600-h/Picture+856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t6nN0QWEI/AAAAAAAABLc/oQkXs7MlJyo/s320/Picture+856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150845412970616898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t-cd0QWKI/AAAAAAAABMM/60z-CcKFY0g/s1600-h/P1180544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t-cd0QWKI/AAAAAAAABMM/60z-CcKFY0g/s320/P1180544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150849626333534370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3uA2d0QWMI/AAAAAAAABMc/5fM_PSO-Qyc/s1600-h/P1190740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3uA2d0QWMI/AAAAAAAABMc/5fM_PSO-Qyc/s320/P1190740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150852272033388738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t4wd0QWBI/AAAAAAAABLE/kRdefSaAw0Q/s1600-h/Picture+696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t4wd0QWBI/AAAAAAAABLE/kRdefSaAw0Q/s320/Picture+696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150843372861151250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t6FN0QWDI/AAAAAAAABLU/tV5cV03IUQY/s1600-h/Picture+944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t6FN0QWDI/AAAAAAAABLU/tV5cV03IUQY/s320/Picture+944.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150844828855064626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t4d90QWAI/AAAAAAAABK8/VKe6vccHzuY/s1600-h/Picture+653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t4d90QWAI/AAAAAAAABK8/VKe6vccHzuY/s320/Picture+653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150843055033571330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3uBLd0QWNI/AAAAAAAABMk/cWpYSbWpCpw/s1600-h/P1160639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3uBLd0QWNI/AAAAAAAABMk/cWpYSbWpCpw/s320/P1160639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150852632810641618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I thought I about what he said,the more I understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t7bt0QWFI/AAAAAAAABLk/pF4Nx60bKHM/s1600-h/Picture+920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t7bt0QWFI/AAAAAAAABLk/pF4Nx60bKHM/s320/Picture+920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150846314913749074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t5oN0QWCI/AAAAAAAABLM/rPNgHAFTCh0/s1600-h/Picture+663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t5oN0QWCI/AAAAAAAABLM/rPNgHAFTCh0/s320/Picture+663.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150844330638858274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t9M90QWII/AAAAAAAABL8/988w0vxFIcY/s1600-h/Picture+1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t9M90QWII/AAAAAAAABL8/988w0vxFIcY/s320/Picture+1076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150848260533934210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t8td0QWHI/AAAAAAAABL0/3vxglgEZD-k/s1600-h/Picture+795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t8td0QWHI/AAAAAAAABL0/3vxglgEZD-k/s320/Picture+795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150847719368054898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t8JN0QWGI/AAAAAAAABLs/1s9tOjqKZWM/s1600-h/Picture+800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t8JN0QWGI/AAAAAAAABLs/1s9tOjqKZWM/s320/Picture+800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150847096597796962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't possibly dwell on the past, they could only remind us of great things or the bad. Strive forward to the days to come as we can only anticipate how things would turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3uB3d0QWOI/AAAAAAAABMs/WQFjSaH6gwA/s1600-h/PC310077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3uB3d0QWOI/AAAAAAAABMs/WQFjSaH6gwA/s320/PC310077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150853388724885730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t90d0QWJI/AAAAAAAABME/_FuHiEpWiic/s1600-h/PC310072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3t90d0QWJI/AAAAAAAABME/_FuHiEpWiic/s320/PC310072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150848939138766994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for New Year's resolutions, I'll keep that to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tv9t0QVzI/AAAAAAAABJU/eRtDFGI0XlM/s1600-h/P1010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3tv9t0QVzI/AAAAAAAABJU/eRtDFGI0XlM/s320/P1010137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150833704889767730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I could change anything from last year, it would be nothing.&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;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;w &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34255737-964849145770668843?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/964849145770668843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=964849145770668843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/964849145770668843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/964849145770668843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-another-year-gone-hi2008.html' title='It&apos;s another year gone. Hi,2008.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3ttZt0QVyI/AAAAAAAABJM/aW1lZD3jw9Y/s72-c/P1010086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-7961043739735474608</id><published>2007-12-28T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:27.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's another year gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tagged by &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.xanga.com/justwinee"&gt;Justine.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 random facts about me.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3pz190QVxI/AAAAAAAABJE/UWqvfFCZFT4/s1600-h/Picture+811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3pz190QVxI/AAAAAAAABJE/UWqvfFCZFT4/s320/Picture+811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150556494815581970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coolest black and white picture..Hah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;I'm so excited to blog about this right now. Cause' I wore my blogging mojo today and it fits like my mum's skinny jeans. God knows what does that mean.. Whoa! I'm so random right now! See I told you I got my mojo on. Sweet la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, I enjoy listening to ghost stories. They are the life of the party if you're in a dull one.They reek of the pungent smell of excitement but..I hate watching horror films. Weird eh? Well yeah, if you can tell a mean ghost story, I'll be your best friend forever. (Either that or I'll stay far away from you cause' you're too freakish for me to handle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; It's 4 in the morning and I'm yet to feel the urge to sleep. This sucks like a vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; I might have some nocturnal blood in me because apart from the fact that I've been sleeping at 4-5am in the morning these few weeks, I love taking walks or just talking outside at the peak of morning. The time when everyone's still sleeping and there's an intense silence is when I love it the most. There's something very calming about it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; I feel like I miss someone right now. Oh wait, I DO! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Sorry that the sentences are getting shorter, I can't really think about anything random.If ask me about what I'm thinking about right now at this very second , I'd say " Smugglet bunswa." Homygosh, that was weird.The freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; I reaaaally reaaally need to sleep. Why body? Don't you wanna be healthy!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; Hey, you just read 8, well I think just 7 random facts about me. That makes you a patient person cause' usually people would rather scroll through the overwhelming pictures of others in parties and stuff. So props to you and I hope you enjoy your day today. If you're reading this at night, go to sleep la. Don't be like me. Sleep early and live a life with less pimples on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. Happy New Year! I'll post about it soon. Bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-7961043739735474608?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/7961043739735474608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=7961043739735474608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7961043739735474608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7961043739735474608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-another-year-gone.html' title='It&apos;s another year gone.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3pz190QVxI/AAAAAAAABJE/UWqvfFCZFT4/s72-c/Picture+811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1837265894368528040</id><published>2007-12-28T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:25:58.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya know, I just read a couple of blogs and I realize some people just try oh so very hard to exaggerate their broken english with bombastic words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if you can't speak let alone write understandable English, might as well keep it simple and straight forward. It'll save everyone from the undeserved cock eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's so obvious that they search up those words high and low in the dictionary, stop with your pretentious behavior already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll state some e.g for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like to eat chicken.Yummy! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can actually translate it to the most amazing literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thou adore to consume poultry.Very pleasingly extremely amazingly highly (all the other ly's you can think of) delicious! Laughs and chuckle at your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Or they'll just add in unnecessary words into their sentences. Oh and especially when they are writing sentimental post about their loved ones, they'll add the most disgusting pet names or the extra X's and Z's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;U&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; so nice&lt;/span&gt; to me lo&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;rrxx, thx so muc&lt;/span&gt;h bb for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;today. Happyzzz la&lt;/span&gt;aaarz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I luff luff uu&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;u baby gorilla.Luv you my bearz bearz zai.LARVE YOU HAIRY TARZAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all sicken me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time that I use to do that, but I grew out of it. You all should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry belated Xmas! :)&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/34255737-1837265894368528040?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1837265894368528040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1837265894368528040' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1837265894368528040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1837265894368528040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/ya-know-i-just-read-couple-of-blogs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-4320144388147049298</id><published>2007-12-27T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:04:58.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cockroach in my bathroom right now and I'm going to piss in my pants soon.&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;Screw it. I'll just wait for my bladder to burst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-4320144388147049298?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/4320144388147049298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=4320144388147049298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4320144388147049298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4320144388147049298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/theres-huge-ass-cockroach-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3734734443433921559</id><published>2007-12-26T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:28.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas 07.</title><content type='html'>I'll just keep this post short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas was one of the most simple ones so far. Instead of going all big with fireworks, parties or even a huge feast, we went easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KJ390QVwI/AAAAAAAABI8/3-7GTpnAfhw/s1600-h/P1018316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KJ390QVwI/AAAAAAAABI8/3-7GTpnAfhw/s320/P1018316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148328918617446146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to act innocent and pretend that I didn't want the whole she-bang for Xmas. Honestly, I expected a lot. Imagining the scene of people conversing and chuckling to each other's jokes and sipping on wine, pft. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, most of the people that we wanted to call were either having their own plans or other understandable reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KJCd0QVuI/AAAAAAAABIs/Y-FHpXJR8OY/s1600-h/P1180720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KJCd0QVuI/AAAAAAAABIs/Y-FHpXJR8OY/s320/P1180720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148327999494444770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KJl90QVvI/AAAAAAAABI0/zak6_UGFNlA/s1600-h/P1180562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KJl90QVvI/AAAAAAAABI0/zak6_UGFNlA/s320/P1180562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148328609379800818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KIpt0QVtI/AAAAAAAABIk/2douXl3loH4/s1600-h/P1160672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KIpt0QVtI/AAAAAAAABIk/2douXl3loH4/s320/P1160672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148327574292682450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the evening turning into night, we all decided to cook our own meal and have it in someone's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out very well and fun. Gifts were exchanged as an Xmas tradition and there were the most sincere smiles I've seen in awhile. That, is the real gift of Xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this year's Xmas, I'm thankful for the people I've met :) I know it sounds like THE MOST CORNIEST PIECE OF CRAP EVER, but I mean it. Thanks for the great Xmas and for those whom I couldn't spend that special time with(you know who you are..CRYSTAL:) ), I hope you're feeling better and I've got a nice gift for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KIIt0QVsI/AAAAAAAABIc/CvtxeuJqpQY/s1600-h/P1180066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KIIt0QVsI/AAAAAAAABIc/CvtxeuJqpQY/s320/P1180066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148327007356999362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-3734734443433921559?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3734734443433921559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3734734443433921559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3734734443433921559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3734734443433921559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-07.html' title='Xmas 07.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R3KJ390QVwI/AAAAAAAABI8/3-7GTpnAfhw/s72-c/P1018316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-4283686213879833436</id><published>2007-12-18T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:28.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One boy, two girls and a friendship.</title><content type='html'>Alright. So it's 4 in the morning and I can't seem to get some shut eye. My body hasn't been getting the efficient rest as it should be getting, its deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I went for a funeral today. Don't worry, it's not even gonna be a depressing post in fact it's quite the opposite. My friend's grandmother passed away and we decided to pay a visit and our respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friend of ours have been out of contact for awhile and it was the first time in a long time since we saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we did, he looked very much surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat us down and made us feel welcomed, then we talked about what we've missed out. The exchange of laughter lifted everyone's spirit as we reminded each other about our primary school days. He never changed one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We teased him about how he used to be such a computer whiz kid and was a bit of geek. He laughed it off but we knew he still is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flew by and we all had to get going, we bid our farewells and promised to meet up again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps his entire day was filled with the apologies of strangers and relatives, each one pouring in one after another. Perhaps he didn't have a heavy heart. But I'm sure in one way or another, he wasn't the happiest man alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was suppose to be a day of grieving turned out to be a little less woeful. Sometimes you don't need a huge gift to make someone's day. I'm glad we stopped by cause' we wore a smile at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2g2KXWuUbI/AAAAAAAABIM/sEbZfSQiBV8/s1600-h/friends_will_be_friends_by_minik_kafali_penguen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2g2KXWuUbI/AAAAAAAABIM/sEbZfSQiBV8/s320/friends_will_be_friends_by_minik_kafali_penguen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145422125966709170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://minik-kafali-penguen.deviantart.com/art/friends-will-be-friends-11244299"&gt;.&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/34255737-4283686213879833436?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/4283686213879833436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=4283686213879833436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4283686213879833436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/4283686213879833436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-boy-two-girls-and-friendship.html' title='One boy, two girls and a friendship.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2g2KXWuUbI/AAAAAAAABIM/sEbZfSQiBV8/s72-c/friends_will_be_friends_by_minik_kafali_penguen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3602232093720866257</id><published>2007-12-17T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:32.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hartamas Prom 07'</title><content type='html'>Yeep, yet another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh came and picked me up from my place and off we went to JW Mariot Hotel. We were riding in style man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2azp3WuUNI/AAAAAAAABGc/6vftJ7Rwb_8/s1600-h/P1200147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2azp3WuUNI/AAAAAAAABGc/6vftJ7Rwb_8/s320/P1200147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144997156132638930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took us about half an hour to get there, which was a surprise cause' usually it takes longer.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a0eXWuUOI/AAAAAAAABGk/C5KtYNr--JA/s1600-h/P1200148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a0eXWuUOI/AAAAAAAABGk/C5KtYNr--JA/s320/P1200148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998058075771106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marzia :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a0sHWuUPI/AAAAAAAABGs/RGlP_789Wfk/s1600-h/P1200151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a0sHWuUPI/AAAAAAAABGs/RGlP_789Wfk/s320/P1200151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998294298972402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrina in her beautiful dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a08HWuUQI/AAAAAAAABG0/Hkx3K0VdMiI/s1600-h/P1200152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a08HWuUQI/AAAAAAAABG0/Hkx3K0VdMiI/s320/P1200152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998569176879362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Justwine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a1LXWuURI/AAAAAAAABG8/gn1ePXBdAAM/s1600-h/P1200153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a1LXWuURI/AAAAAAAABG8/gn1ePXBdAAM/s320/P1200153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998831169884434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel obese around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a1aXWuUSI/AAAAAAAABHE/QiwQsJLku1U/s1600-h/P1200154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a1aXWuUSI/AAAAAAAABHE/QiwQsJLku1U/s320/P1200154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144999088867922210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ronald &amp;amp; Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everything was pretty tardy, at around 8 plus it started and the entertainment were bands. Bands after bands after bands. It wasn't so bad at first, but after my ear drums started to ooze blood, it just wasn't fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAG performed though, that was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a1x3WuUTI/AAAAAAAABHM/n2db2felv_0/s1600-h/P1200158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a1x3WuUTI/AAAAAAAABHM/n2db2felv_0/s320/P1200158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144999492594848050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the MC is one of Malaysia's actresses, don't quite remember her name but hell she looked hot. She kept reminding the Hartamas peeps about the future and how important is it to love one another and have peace not war. (More or so something like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAG was the last band to perform. Crys and I got our fingers crossed, hoping that it'll be their last song after each song. I was about to crap in my dress man, all I wanted was the DJ to spin some R&amp;amp;B songs! Is that too much to ask!? HUH!? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a493WuUWI/AAAAAAAABHk/N7NE3XSkRfE/s1600-h/P1200164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a493WuUWI/AAAAAAAABHk/N7NE3XSkRfE/s320/P1200164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145002997288161634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANCE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a4IHWuUVI/AAAAAAAABHc/PGjT_EmdQPY/s1600-h/P1200163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a4IHWuUVI/AAAAAAAABHc/PGjT_EmdQPY/s320/P1200163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145002073870192978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended around 12 plus. Everyone started to head home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a5Q3WuUXI/AAAAAAAABHs/vVMaJ07f8Bo/s1600-h/P1200166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a5Q3WuUXI/AAAAAAAABHs/vVMaJ07f8Bo/s320/P1200166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003323705676146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ay9XWuUMI/AAAAAAAABGU/aWbLr3yrC34/s1600-h/P1200167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ay9XWuUMI/AAAAAAAABGU/aWbLr3yrC34/s320/P1200167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144996391628460226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a5p3WuUYI/AAAAAAAABH0/6X0R-Vm8atc/s1600-h/P1200169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2a5p3WuUYI/AAAAAAAABH0/6X0R-Vm8atc/s320/P1200169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003753202405762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That's about it. I'm tired as hell, gonna snooze off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles:)&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/34255737-3602232093720866257?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3602232093720866257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3602232093720866257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3602232093720866257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3602232093720866257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/hartamas-prom-07.html' title='Hartamas Prom 07&apos;'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2azp3WuUNI/AAAAAAAABGc/6vftJ7Rwb_8/s72-c/P1200147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-6101291346972071323</id><published>2007-12-16T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:34.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not healthy.I've been feeling a little nocturnal for this whole week.  I need a good hibernation before I see the light of day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in another month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kidding. Here's an update. The dates are mixed and messed up but I doubt anyone's keeping up with the dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Genting trip.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZGHXWuUAI/AAAAAAAABE0/_j8rpT2uYXI/s1600-h/P1018316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZGHXWuUAI/AAAAAAAABE0/_j8rpT2uYXI/s320/P1018316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144876716659724290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me,Adrian,Hong,Nigel &amp;amp; Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We didn't have time to go to the theme park but hell did we have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZHM3WuUBI/AAAAAAAABE8/saY8pRJk2Fs/s1600-h/P1018319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZHM3WuUBI/AAAAAAAABE8/saY8pRJk2Fs/s320/P1018319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144877910660632594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZIWnWuUEI/AAAAAAAABFU/L02Bu4v6EX0/s1600-h/P1018322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZIWnWuUEI/AAAAAAAABFU/L02Bu4v6EX0/s320/P1018322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144879177675984962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZH_3WuUDI/AAAAAAAABFM/d_92-eijlsE/s1600-h/P1018320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZH_3WuUDI/AAAAAAAABFM/d_92-eijlsE/s320/P1018320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144878786833961010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We don't jump around when we go to shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZHdHWuUCI/AAAAAAAABFE/REOdc-sG1-0/s1600-h/P1018320.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Garden &amp;amp; Williams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was when we came back from Garden. The place was H-U-G-E and we got lost. It was hilarious at first when we were trying to look for the parking lot but after awhile, everyone really wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZEUXWuT9I/AAAAAAAABEc/3ecxl1oPx5s/s1600-h/P1200041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZEUXWuT9I/AAAAAAAABEc/3ecxl1oPx5s/s320/P1200041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144874740974768082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversing in Williams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Williams is insect and rodent infested. If only the food wasn't that good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZEsHWuT-I/AAAAAAAABEk/UymP-XP0eIs/s1600-h/P1200040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZEsHWuT-I/AAAAAAAABEk/UymP-XP0eIs/s320/P1200040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144875148996661218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian can never sit still.&lt;/span&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZFR3WuT_I/AAAAAAAABEs/VqENYMFYjEs/s1600-h/P1200043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZFR3WuT_I/AAAAAAAABEs/VqENYMFYjEs/s320/P1200043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144875797536722930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZN13WuUJI/AAAAAAAABF8/PKfqzAVYCOk/s1600-h/P1200103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZN13WuUJI/AAAAAAAABF8/PKfqzAVYCOk/s320/P1200103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144885212105035922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;KLCC sucked big time. Shopping was a failure so all we did was sit down and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Stephanie and Kimmy later in Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZRz3WuUKI/AAAAAAAABGE/HR60Uqey-fw/s1600-h/P1200107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZRz3WuUKI/AAAAAAAABGE/HR60Uqey-fw/s320/P1200107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144889575791808674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZSQHWuULI/AAAAAAAABGM/beJXDXgVWwU/s1600-h/P1200106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZSQHWuULI/AAAAAAAABGM/beJXDXgVWwU/s320/P1200106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144890061123113138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The night in Mojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2YoUXWuT8I/AAAAAAAABEU/Zh7qUunBgfo/s1600-h/Mojo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2YoUXWuT8I/AAAAAAAABEU/Zh7qUunBgfo/s320/Mojo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144843954649190338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DJ's after party. I saw a few familiar faces and people's wild sides.Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it. Will update much more soon, now off I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles :)&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/34255737-6101291346972071323?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/6101291346972071323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=6101291346972071323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6101291346972071323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6101291346972071323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-not-healthy.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZGHXWuUAI/AAAAAAAABE0/_j8rpT2uYXI/s72-c/P1018316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8316007536152962729</id><published>2007-12-11T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:39.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom '07</title><content type='html'>Will never forget this one, I'm going to be extra detailed and remember it for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those who hates reading, it's probably best to cross out this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and Kimmy woke me up at 11. From that hour til 7, it felt like I didn't even take a breather. It was pretty hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our hair and make up for,  I'd say a reasonable price range. Joy did our make up and she did a great job on it. I did the red lips and thick eye liner look, but hell I couldn't pull it off man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave a knife I'd look very much like a killer on the lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the hair! Don't get me started on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I tried my best to carry the look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R169YtJdp_I/AAAAAAAABCY/9PCBSlmvm28/s1600-h/P1200055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R169YtJdp_I/AAAAAAAABCY/9PCBSlmvm28/s320/P1200055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142756056637482994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looked so beautiful and snazzy on that day. Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16979JdqAI/AAAAAAAABCg/wdpMyMWoxdo/s1600-h/P1200064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16979JdqAI/AAAAAAAABCg/wdpMyMWoxdo/s320/P1200064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142756662227871746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He looked like he wore a little bit of make up too. HMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16-g9JdqCI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZoS3KZGy3Tk/s1600-h/P1200067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16-g9JdqCI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZoS3KZGy3Tk/s320/P1200067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142757297883031586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16_BtJdqDI/AAAAAAAABC4/JQRATv4CPgg/s1600-h/P1200069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16_BtJdqDI/AAAAAAAABC4/JQRATv4CPgg/s320/P1200069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142757860523747378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZLJHWuUFI/AAAAAAAABFc/feMimdoHo1g/s1600-h/DSCN9951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZLJHWuUFI/AAAAAAAABFc/feMimdoHo1g/s320/DSCN9951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144882244282634322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZMP3WuUII/AAAAAAAABF0/iy5FkuvnUpM/s1600-h/z122147543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZMP3WuUII/AAAAAAAABF0/iy5FkuvnUpM/s320/z122147543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144883459758379138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghetto girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZL3nWuUHI/AAAAAAAABFs/EPJiRANOjfk/s1600-h/P1011737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZL3nWuUHI/AAAAAAAABFs/EPJiRANOjfk/s320/P1011737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144883043146551410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As for the entertainment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16_P9JdqEI/AAAAAAAABDA/5F4kBZEfioA/s1600-h/P1200073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R16_P9JdqEI/AAAAAAAABDA/5F4kBZEfioA/s320/P1200073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142758105336883266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17OftJdqHI/AAAAAAAABDY/iEs_gI_KpUA/s1600-h/P1200056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17OftJdqHI/AAAAAAAABDY/iEs_gI_KpUA/s320/P1200056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142774868594239602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeaaap, take a good look at those girls flaunting their stuff. Very entertaining.Except for the fact that they already had a sex change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17PWdJdqII/AAAAAAAABDg/VNOVOkVx6nM/s1600-h/P1200063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17PWdJdqII/AAAAAAAABDg/VNOVOkVx6nM/s320/P1200063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142775809192077442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You see the guy on stage with the ah gua with white boots? He got teased by her, badly. The ah gua wanted him to take something off her boobs, and when he did, she slapped his hand and gestured for him to use his mouth! Haha:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most hilarious part was when the uh, girlguywomenmanperson walked up to random guys and started touching them. The guys from my school felt so uncomfortable and confused, but most of them were just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt;. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai Hong was one of the lucky ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ah gua who came out with the HUGEST uhm, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;assets&lt;/span&gt; and walked around while lip syncing to a song. She twirled and swayed around and eventually came to our table, saw Wai Hong, grabbed his hands and pressed it against her gigantic BOOBIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah! Cannot eat already lah!" he screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17BYNJdqFI/AAAAAAAABDI/zYctQj6TdHE/s1600-h/P1200054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17BYNJdqFI/AAAAAAAABDI/zYctQj6TdHE/s320/P1200054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142760446094059602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17BmtJdqGI/AAAAAAAABDQ/XI87S3__mYA/s1600-h/P1200071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17BmtJdqGI/AAAAAAAABDQ/XI87S3__mYA/s320/P1200071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142760695202162786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZLl3WuUGI/AAAAAAAABFk/PG0fV12_61E/s1600-h/P1011666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R2ZLl3WuUGI/AAAAAAAABFk/PG0fV12_61E/s320/P1011666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144882738203873378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17Qn9JdqKI/AAAAAAAABDs/VRdqzLixgGo/s1600-h/P1200080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17Qn9JdqKI/AAAAAAAABDs/VRdqzLixgGo/s320/P1200080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142777209351415970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised that the pictures actually weren't off angled! Thank goodness for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh and guess who won Prom Queen &amp;amp; King?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Crystal, Kimberly, Melanie, Jean Ai and Jamie were nominated for the title of Prom Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javan, Tong Ching, Shaun Quah and I forgot who are the others, they were nominated for Prom King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voting was simple, the audience's task was to the cheer their lungs out. I screamed and cheered for my girls like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DERANGED&lt;/span&gt; women,okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it all came down to 3 girls and 3 guys..Who won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17RgtJdqLI/AAAAAAAABD0/afFPf4wIjW8/s1600-h/P1200077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17RgtJdqLI/AAAAAAAABD0/afFPf4wIjW8/s320/P1200077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142778184308992178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kimmy and Javan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Freaking awesome like hell! I was crazy happy. So psycho that I couldn't even speak proper English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was "dance time", hell yeah. It was beyond great, felt like you were really in a club. Props and all that to the DJ for spinning the best songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it only lasted for a short while. It was home sweet home after that and since I didn't get to see my mom the whole entire day, she actually woke up just to see how I looked. Aww much loves to my momma :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prom committee did a great job on everything, it was very well planned and was beyond my expectations. Thumbs up :)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17UQNJdqNI/AAAAAAAABEE/qaVTL7iriag/s1600-h/P1200081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R17UQNJdqNI/AAAAAAAABEE/qaVTL7iriag/s320/P1200081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142781199376034002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Took a good picture of myself before I wash everything off my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh my goodness, the number of hair pins the hair stylist stabbed into my scalp was a good even number of 36. Yeah, 36. This was the longest I took to wash my hair. The whole process of beautifiying yourself and de-beautifying yourself is excruciating and extremely time consuming. By the time I came out of the toilet, I was already ashy and prune like. Eeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I had great fun. Nuff' said :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-8316007536152962729?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8316007536152962729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8316007536152962729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8316007536152962729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8316007536152962729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/prom-07.html' title='Prom &apos;07'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R169YtJdp_I/AAAAAAAABCY/9PCBSlmvm28/s72-c/P1200055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2257328134676568231</id><published>2007-12-10T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:40.395-08:00</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-size:100%;"&gt;If I could summarize the whole entire night into one word, it would be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R12IhNJdp-I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ueMBmq_evoQ/s1600-h/P1200066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R12IhNJdp-I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ueMBmq_evoQ/s320/P1200066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142416453573388258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;esome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I've gotta wash all the gunk off my hair and face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;stay tuned :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/34255737-2257328134676568231?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2257328134676568231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2257328134676568231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2257328134676568231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2257328134676568231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-i-could-summarize-whole-entire-night.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R12IhNJdp-I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ueMBmq_evoQ/s72-c/P1200066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-9129044488323243933</id><published>2007-12-06T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:41.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piece of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t matter if I step on the scene&lt;br /&gt;Or sneak away to the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;They still gonna put pictures of my derrière in the magazine&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece of me?&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece of me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Miss bad media karma&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another drama&lt;br /&gt;Guess I can’t see the harm&lt;br /&gt;In working and being a mama&lt;br /&gt;And with a kid on my arm&lt;br /&gt;I’m still an exceptional earner&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. ‘You want a piece of me?’&lt;br /&gt;Tryin’ and pissin’ me off&lt;br /&gt;Well get in line with the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;Who’s flippin’ me off&lt;br /&gt;Hopin’ I’ll resort to some havoc&lt;br /&gt;End up settlin’ in court&lt;br /&gt;Now are you sure you want a piece of me?&lt;br /&gt;(you wan' a piece of me...)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. ‘Most likely to get on the TV for strippin' on the streets’&lt;br /&gt;When getting the groceries, now for real..&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;No wonder there's panic in the industry&lt;br /&gt;I mean, please, do you want a piece of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17&lt;br /&gt;Don’t matter if I step on the scene&lt;br /&gt;Or sneak away to the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;They still gon' be pictures of my derrière in the magazine&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece of me?&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece, piece of me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin&lt;br /&gt;(You want a piece of me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You want a piece of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Snap fingers* Mmhmm. You said it,girl. It's true that everyone is up in her face and business. Come to think of it, there's only one logical explanation to why we make a humongous hu-ha out everything she does : It's Britney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because she the legendary Britney Spears, we are so expectant of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of this. She's been talked about too much. Download this song, it's good and upbeat. Hopefully her new video for this is better than her.. Gimme gimme more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Zack today to do some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gM7dJdp4I/AAAAAAAABBg/VC8UFk9-NNQ/s1600-h/P1200018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gM7dJdp4I/AAAAAAAABBg/VC8UFk9-NNQ/s320/P1200018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140873190219556738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where we ate was called something something Kopitiam. Ah that's not really important. The waitress actually handed me a flyer and explaining to me that it's all good food and all that this-is-an-awesome-place-to-eat crapola. Sadly, I bought it. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat down and then we ordered. The waitress mentioned that we could order a set for 7 bucks which I thought was reasonable. When I asked for it, the guy just stood there with his eyes wide and mouth opened ready to catch flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAIYO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't understand engrish. So hor, I pun cakap dalam Melayu lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yang ini ada set kan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AGAIN WITH THE "DUHHH.." stare.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the another waitress came to assist. I repeated my question and ironically, she too didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, she said.."OH tidak. Tak de set."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me. Bury me. Somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows why I stayed to eat, the chicken tasted like.. Hmm.. a rubber chicken. I won't EVER go back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that communication fiasco, headed over to Zack place and recorded some songs.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gbbNJdp5I/AAAAAAAABBo/9JV8wujDpfg/s1600-h/P1200019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gbbNJdp5I/AAAAAAAABBo/9JV8wujDpfg/s320/P1200019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140889128843192210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While he was busy clicking on all the thingymajigs and bobs, I just took a couple of pictures out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gcjNJdp6I/AAAAAAAABBw/EJA7kDMC7JU/s1600-h/P1200022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gcjNJdp6I/AAAAAAAABBw/EJA7kDMC7JU/s320/P1200022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140890365793773474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gde9Jdp7I/AAAAAAAABB4/M2LV8ntpT9U/s1600-h/P1200026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gde9Jdp7I/AAAAAAAABB4/M2LV8ntpT9U/s320/P1200026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140891392290957234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His playboy logo-ed coffin shaped guitar case. Creepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1ge8dJdp8I/AAAAAAAABCA/XxJzOPCYp84/s1600-h/P1200027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1ge8dJdp8I/AAAAAAAABCA/XxJzOPCYp84/s320/P1200027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140892998608725954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gfxtJdp9I/AAAAAAAABCI/Uras0I46WZM/s1600-h/P1200030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gfxtJdp9I/AAAAAAAABCI/Uras0I46WZM/s320/P1200030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140893913436760018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;If some of the pictures looked a little weird or off angled, it's cause' my camera's screen isn't working. So I can't see what I'm taking. That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/34255737-9129044488323243933?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/9129044488323243933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=9129044488323243933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/9129044488323243933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/9129044488323243933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/piece-of-me.html' title='Piece of me.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1gM7dJdp4I/AAAAAAAABBg/VC8UFk9-NNQ/s72-c/P1200018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1801611810069167570</id><published>2007-12-05T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:43.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1aup9JdprI/AAAAAAAAA_4/a4a_nF6LorA/s1600-h/H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1aup9JdprI/AAAAAAAAA_4/a4a_nF6LorA/s320/H.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140488060502124210" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1auvtJdpsI/AAAAAAAABAA/EtkcD8mVK5o/s1600-h/E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1auvtJdpsI/AAAAAAAABAA/EtkcD8mVK5o/s320/E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140488159286372034" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1au6NJdptI/AAAAAAAABAI/YpvP1VYGvVk/s1600-h/Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1au6NJdptI/AAAAAAAABAI/YpvP1VYGvVk/s320/Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140488339674998482" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1avRtJdpuI/AAAAAAAABAQ/KnbA7qPEavs/s1600-h/%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1avRtJdpuI/AAAAAAAABAQ/KnbA7qPEavs/s320/%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140488743401924322" 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;I'm back :) The story behind the huge "HEY!" is that I had too much time in my hands and hopefully it was a dramatical entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, The Big Exam is over. Been hunting for prom dresses lately and my stress level is at it's boiling point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my freedom has offered me plenty of outings. Yikesman. I'm going to be broke before you know it :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1bB9dJdp3I/AAAAAAAABBY/5jpPhBD3MDM/s1600-h/DSCN0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1bB9dJdp3I/AAAAAAAABBY/5jpPhBD3MDM/s320/DSCN0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140509286230501234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1a_dtJdp1I/AAAAAAAABBI/0SOb5aCIz5U/s1600-h/DSCN0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1a_dtJdp1I/AAAAAAAABBI/0SOb5aCIz5U/s320/DSCN0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140506541746399058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right after The Big Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1bBc9Jdp2I/AAAAAAAABBQ/IKw1Izy_Itg/s1600-h/DSCN0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1bBc9Jdp2I/AAAAAAAABBQ/IKw1Izy_Itg/s320/DSCN0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140508727884752738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Busy KL.&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1ayfdJdpzI/AAAAAAAABA4/9GKb-F_MRk4/s1600-h/P1200006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1ayfdJdpzI/AAAAAAAABA4/9GKb-F_MRk4/s320/P1200006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140492278160009010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The penguin dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1axHtJdpwI/AAAAAAAABAg/dGGFEWfTD3U/s1600-h/P1200002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1axHtJdpwI/AAAAAAAABAg/dGGFEWfTD3U/s320/P1200002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140490770626488066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My prom..uh..outfit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha yeap. Instead of dressing up in a long gown, I thought to myself, why not a be original! Sigh, it'll be a close call between these two. We'll have to wait and see, wont we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1ayU9JdpyI/AAAAAAAABAw/fyvfqIcSpyc/s1600-h/P1200008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1ayU9JdpyI/AAAAAAAABAw/fyvfqIcSpyc/s320/P1200008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140492097771382562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, Crys and I went over to the Dutch Studio for a profile shoot. It was by far one of the most awkward moments in my life, having to pose and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But props and many thanks to Brian Lu for everything. Btw, what's your surname Brian? Foo? Lu?Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shout out to Chrislyn..(That's if you're reading this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're having fun in Aussie! Do get us some souvenirs ! Much loves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s I was kidding about my penguin dress and outfit.&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/34255737-1801611810069167570?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1801611810069167570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1801611810069167570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1801611810069167570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1801611810069167570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back-story-behind-huge-hey-is-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/R1aup9JdprI/AAAAAAAAA_4/a4a_nF6LorA/s72-c/H.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-7298259940789457410</id><published>2007-11-16T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:47.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad night. Singapore trip and a bar of Kit Kat.</title><content type='html'>Ehlloe puppets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad night! Actually it was held in the afternoon so I guess it should be called Grad noon. Okay so on Grad noon, we had to wear those extremely unflattering robes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, that made me feel.. grown up. Old. Yipes.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz595A_hc4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/tW-ZWICc_2Y/s1600-h/P1190666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz595A_hc4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/tW-ZWICc_2Y/s320/P1190666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133679043721393026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5-Ew_hc5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/ZZ5iWr_LHEc/s1600-h/P1190668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5-Ew_hc5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/ZZ5iWr_LHEc/s320/P1190668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133679245584855954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5-NA_hc6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/0WQh43DgS9s/s1600-h/P1190675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5-NA_hc6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/0WQh43DgS9s/s320/P1190675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133679387318776738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My girls goofin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we arrived. Went on the elevator and up ,up and up we went. Ding* We reached on the floor where it was compact and it was a throng of people running about. It was pretty frantic, everyone was trying to find their teachers and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5-eg_hc7I/AAAAAAAAA94/rImKkpA2gUQ/s1600-h/P1190707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5-eg_hc7I/AAAAAAAAA94/rImKkpA2gUQ/s320/P1190707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133679687966487474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5_Rw_hc8I/AAAAAAAAA-A/OfB7Cg-nGK4/s1600-h/P1190710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5_Rw_hc8I/AAAAAAAAA-A/OfB7Cg-nGK4/s320/P1190710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133680568434783170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5_0g_hc-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/YlNwALBKe9E/s1600-h/P1190714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz5_0g_hc-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/YlNwALBKe9E/s320/P1190714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133681165435237346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6ABQ_hc_I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/jxW6bnml3WY/s1600-h/P1190717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6ABQ_hc_I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/jxW6bnml3WY/s320/P1190717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133681384478569458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that day, everyone looked so good and snazzy. Especially the guys, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6AXA_hdAI/AAAAAAAAA-g/EaeD-N-zjrk/s1600-h/P1190723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6AXA_hdAI/AAAAAAAAA-g/EaeD-N-zjrk/s320/P1190723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133681758140724226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going to blackmail you.HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6AtQ_hdBI/AAAAAAAAA-o/1UAYSBGHuzg/s1600-h/P1190720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6AtQ_hdBI/AAAAAAAAA-o/1UAYSBGHuzg/s320/P1190720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133682140392813586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The food was good, the company was good. All was well until we left. The horror.. Oh the horror.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the aggravating part, we still enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the best vacay. It was between mediocre and average.Weather was hot and.. I told my girls this.. " Singapore is alright. Just like Malaysia except they have cleaner streets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6J_Q_hdCI/AAAAAAAAA-w/CHLuZMX33x0/s1600-h/P1190824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6J_Q_hdCI/AAAAAAAAA-w/CHLuZMX33x0/s320/P1190824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133692345235108898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6Ldw_hdDI/AAAAAAAAA-4/-sllRXeoTZg/s1600-h/P1190834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6Ldw_hdDI/AAAAAAAAA-4/-sllRXeoTZg/s320/P1190834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133693968732746802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The one place where you can drool over food and waitresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6L0A_hdEI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OxGpRFIw8RQ/s1600-h/P1190840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6L0A_hdEI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OxGpRFIw8RQ/s320/P1190840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133694350984836162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nope, this isn't the place to get your shots for Malaria or anything like that. It's actually a club. The whole idea and concept for it is genius and funny.  The chairs are wheel chairs and the bartenders are dressed in doctor's uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it great?  For a hot doctor to ask you ," Do you want your shot now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is, you don't have to be afraid to say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all for today. Oh no wait..&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6NRg_hdFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/1Kjy11CFFNw/s1600-h/P1190905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz6NRg_hdFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/1Kjy11CFFNw/s320/P1190905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133695957302604882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See you in another few weeks people. Til then, best of luck in you-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-7298259940789457410?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/7298259940789457410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=7298259940789457410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7298259940789457410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7298259940789457410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/11/grad-night-singapore-trip-and-bar-of.html' title='Grad night. Singapore trip and a bar of Kit Kat.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rz595A_hc4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/tW-ZWICc_2Y/s72-c/P1190666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-243417341898753476</id><published>2007-10-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:47.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Witches, ghouls and ghosts come out to play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the scariest,most frightening day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A ring on the door bell,it's a mystery on who you'll meet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They'll shriek,"Happy Halloween and trick or treat!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muaheehahahahahawww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't know why I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just waiting(forever) for my video to load onto my Ipod. Just wanted to wish everyone..&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rydg8cGZeoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/zP12JGge8ZA/s1600-h/215px-Jack-o%27-Lantern_2003-10-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rydg8cGZeoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/zP12JGge8ZA/s320/215px-Jack-o%27-Lantern_2003-10-31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127173292236044930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; l&lt;/span&gt; l&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt; e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What did the 1st ghost said to the other ghost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you believe in humans?! :s"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-243417341898753476?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/243417341898753476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=243417341898753476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/243417341898753476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/243417341898753476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/10/boo.html' title='Boo.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rydg8cGZeoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/zP12JGge8ZA/s72-c/215px-Jack-o%27-Lantern_2003-10-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1038576948594730839</id><published>2007-10-30T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:48.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fingers are finally touching these keys! Oh the sweet sound of your clicking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,It's gonna be a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Tony Roma's for dinner and if I may comment, the place isn't as great as I thought it would be. The food was alright, perhaps it was the gloomy atmosphere. It was so gloomy and dark I just felt like shooting myself in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tony Roma's? Sounds like a mafia leader created this place." my dad said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who doesn't get it. Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT there was one thing that was delicious. The desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydB3MGZehI/AAAAAAAAA8g/kWLBS3i4hug/s1600-h/P1190337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydB3MGZehI/AAAAAAAAA8g/kWLBS3i4hug/s320/P1190337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127139117181270546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dirt pudding or something catchy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's in the kids menu so yes, I ordered from the kids menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we dropped off a little something something for a birthday boy.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydCv8GZeiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/8F_qr6nAsH8/s1600-h/P1190582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydCv8GZeiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/8F_qr6nAsH8/s320/P1190582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127140092138846754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;belated&lt;/span&gt; Birthday HC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kimmy did a great job on the cupcakes :) After that it was dinner at William's. The portion that they serve is ENORMOUS. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydDzMGZejI/AAAAAAAAA8w/JiGzD_KD-DU/s1600-h/P1190584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydDzMGZejI/AAAAAAAAA8w/JiGzD_KD-DU/s320/P1190584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127141247485049394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our bellies full and our food half finished, we "tapau" the leftovers and headed over to Wai Hong's place. Chilled and wasted our time generously by singing and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydEucGZekI/AAAAAAAAA84/6ythNkZiwRU/s1600-h/P1190592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydEucGZekI/AAAAAAAAA84/6ythNkZiwRU/s320/P1190592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127142265392298562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydFBcGZelI/AAAAAAAAA9A/azNvCvNvXAE/s1600-h/P1190603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydFBcGZelI/AAAAAAAAA9A/azNvCvNvXAE/s320/P1190603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127142591809813074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I welcomed two new babies into my life. That's right, twins. :D&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydFsMGZemI/AAAAAAAAA9I/UQtDYI9hlZo/s1600-h/P1180811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydFsMGZemI/AAAAAAAAA9I/UQtDYI9hlZo/s320/P1180811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127143326249220706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sugar Glider#1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sugar glider #2 looks like the one above. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about our family and pets are that we have a really hard time naming them. If one of says one thing, the other will disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, the numbering instead of the names of the sugar glider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum already named both of them. 1st my mum wanted to name one of them "McLemur", I had to disagree cause' if something this cute had a name like that, I'd never forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many tries, she wants to settle on Yzma and Cuzco.&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;If you didn't know..Yzma and Cuzco are two fictional characters from a cartoon show, The Emperor's New Groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuzco is the obnoxious Emperor that turns into a llama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for Yzma, she's just plain..&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydJXsGZenI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/o3Zw8LZAprI/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydJXsGZenI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/o3Zw8LZAprI/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127147372108413554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..Disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is not the last of our war on the perfect name. I sure hope not. Happy reading,people! Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/34255737-1038576948594730839?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1038576948594730839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1038576948594730839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1038576948594730839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1038576948594730839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-fingers-are-finally-touching-these.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RydB3MGZehI/AAAAAAAAA8g/kWLBS3i4hug/s72-c/P1190337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1942589164337597383</id><published>2007-10-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:55:53.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We've been surprising people on special occasions for quite some time now. I think we're getting better at it. However, if our tricks get old, we're doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily though, we are experts at what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch us if you can.Nyahaha.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Once again, we decided to bake cupcakes for our lucky birthday girls :) Each and every one baked with love,hardwork and sweat. If they tasted kinda salty, at least now you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWx6JguseI/AAAAAAAAA6w/s9SqdKAXj2k/s1600-h/P1180672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWx6JguseI/AAAAAAAAA6w/s9SqdKAXj2k/s320/P1180672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122195763747533282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWyMZgusgI/AAAAAAAAA7A/rPRkl7K5kSs/s1600-h/P1180674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWyMZgusgI/AAAAAAAAA7A/rPRkl7K5kSs/s320/P1180674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122196077280145922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWyDJgusfI/AAAAAAAAA64/4tyWk0cvf6I/s1600-h/P1180673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWyDJgusfI/AAAAAAAAA64/4tyWk0cvf6I/s320/P1180673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122195918366355954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWxZpgusdI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vxkA6VyT-b0/s1600-h/P1180668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWxZpgusdI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vxkA6VyT-b0/s320/P1180668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122195205401784786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hardworking bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It didn't take us a long time to bake these babies.Which was a good sign cause' we needed to surprise them(the October babies). Much stirring and baking later, we made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWy7JgushI/AAAAAAAAA7I/wRIcikyQSEA/s1600-h/P1180675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWy7JgushI/AAAAAAAAA7I/wRIcikyQSEA/s320/P1180675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122196880439030290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWzp5gusiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cw9qwfgIgPo/s1600-h/P1180676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWzp5gusiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cw9qwfgIgPo/s320/P1180676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122197683597914658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW0Y5gusjI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/MIVUbIFJcb4/s1600-h/P1180677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW0Y5gusjI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/MIVUbIFJcb4/s320/P1180677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122198491051766322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right after that, we drove over to Queen's place to..You guessed it, Surprise Her! A job well done cause' she squealed and yelled,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Omg you guys, STOP IT STOP IT! Enough surprises!"&lt;/span&gt;  Hahahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW1u5guslI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Cm_RjOQRADY/s1600-h/P1180694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW1u5guslI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Cm_RjOQRADY/s320/P1180694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122199968520516178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was much after we surprised her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW3RJgusmI/AAAAAAAAA7w/vRb11Vg3efs/s1600-h/P1180697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW3RJgusmI/AAAAAAAAA7w/vRb11Vg3efs/s320/P1180697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122201656442663522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish.. for a pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW315gusnI/AAAAAAAAA74/7QB9_L9awOI/s1600-h/P1180696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW315gusnI/AAAAAAAAA74/7QB9_L9awOI/s320/P1180696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122202287802856050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our next surprise was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Before entering Chrislyn's home, we had to make sure she was home. Queen called her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Ringring*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Hello! Chrislyn? Whatchu doing,girl? Uh huh, happy birthday! Huh? Nothing. Just calling.What am I doing? Well, I'm with my friend. (So and so) is with me.Yeah yeah! Say hi (so and so)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She then put on a deep and low voice and said,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;'Hehlow' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The dogs living in that area weren't friendly at all. Barking like some kinda..we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;l.. Dog. So Queen had to cut the conversation short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;"Uh yeah.Anyway, happy birthday again!By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;eee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We confirmed that she was home, so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW62pgusoI/AAAAAAAAA8A/yya_uUwnqL8/s1600-h/P1180714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW62pgusoI/AAAAAAAAA8A/yya_uUwnqL8/s320/P1180714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122205599222641282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW785gusrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/qEk5cTg-Z7Y/s1600-h/P1180720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW785gusrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/qEk5cTg-Z7Y/s320/P1180720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122206806108451506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW7Q5guspI/AAAAAAAAA8I/W-0ACSirxNI/s1600-h/P1180722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW7Q5guspI/AAAAAAAAA8I/W-0ACSirxNI/s320/P1180722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122206050194207378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW7epgusqI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/pfsOcSuj02s/s1600-h/P1180726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxW7epgusqI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/pfsOcSuj02s/s320/P1180726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122206286417408674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We couldn't surprise Justine cause' I had to get home. Hope you girls(and guy) enjoyed it as much as I did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm,I wonder how many times did I typed "Surprise"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/34255737-1942589164337597383?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1942589164337597383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1942589164337597383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1942589164337597383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1942589164337597383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/10/weve-been-surprising-people-on-special.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxWx6JguseI/AAAAAAAAA6w/s9SqdKAXj2k/s72-c/P1180672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3517784860022903547</id><published>2007-10-13T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:06.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello mellow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the lack of updates, new set of rules for me to follow and one of them is the use the comp less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too late for this post but who cares. Happy belated Birthday,Queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another post for you. This is the 2nd time which means I've been blogging for a whole year or so. Sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole girl's gathering was in Crystal's place. Only girls and fun are allowed on that day. Queen made her grand entrance at about..hmm.. LATE but all is well cause' we had a little time to plan her "surprise".&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCpKDYqmMI/AAAAAAAAA24/vb8QlcoGMRw/s1600-h/P1180410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCpKDYqmMI/AAAAAAAAA24/vb8QlcoGMRw/s320/P1180410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120778766492801218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ahhhhh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She had to eat.. Yummy yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCpyzYqmNI/AAAAAAAAA3A/k8OS5aQgJ5c/s1600-h/P1180418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCpyzYqmNI/AAAAAAAAA3A/k8OS5aQgJ5c/s320/P1180418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120779466572470482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A plate of God knows what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;According to Crystal it's bread with mustard, friend noodles and a whole lot of  other food that you wouldn't want to eat all together in bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCq9TYqmPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZHLaty3I3rs/s1600-h/P1180419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCq9TYqmPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZHLaty3I3rs/s320/P1180419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120780746472724722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes..YES..Eat it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She manage to take 7 bites of that.Surprisingly she said it tasted good. Ueergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to the pool and swam under the moonlight. Lalala :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCtPjYqmQI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/qb8olH7lIe8/s1600-h/P1180430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCtPjYqmQI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/qb8olH7lIe8/s320/P1180430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120783259028592898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCvYTYqmUI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Cg6O0eGPig8/s1600-h/P1180445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCvYTYqmUI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Cg6O0eGPig8/s320/P1180445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120785608375703874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first to get wet.. Bang Sis. Haha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCvwDYqmVI/AAAAAAAAA34/tBk0Ufh6vC0/s1600-h/P1180467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCvwDYqmVI/AAAAAAAAA34/tBk0Ufh6vC0/s320/P1180467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120786016397597010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Success! Everyone's in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the funnest things we did was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCy1zYqmXI/AAAAAAAAA4I/9I3IEIObWWM/s1600-h/P1180490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCy1zYqmXI/AAAAAAAAA4I/9I3IEIObWWM/s320/P1180490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120789413716728178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jumping into the pool,our style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC0ZTYqmYI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/g8__Tw2dwG4/s1600-h/P1180501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC0ZTYqmYI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/g8__Tw2dwG4/s320/P1180501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120791123113712002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whoooohooo! Look ma, no gravity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC2VjYqmZI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/9b2KW4EOgLY/s1600-h/P1180543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC2VjYqmZI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/9b2KW4EOgLY/s320/P1180543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120793257712458130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC2tDYqmaI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3S-XzYkAmso/s1600-h/P1180524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC2tDYqmaI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3S-XzYkAmso/s320/P1180524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120793661439383970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancing Queen.&lt;br /&gt;Yipes,there's a lot of names we can give you,girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC3qTYqmbI/AAAAAAAAA4o/KK8Sg1uk4xM/s1600-h/P1180534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC3qTYqmbI/AAAAAAAAA4o/KK8Sg1uk4xM/s320/P1180534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120794713706371506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's one of the girls already. Haha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After much swimming,"truth or dare" and singing(at least we thought it was.) , off we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all..The next day was yet another surprise for a few of the October girls.Well aren't you girls lucky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC5DjYqmcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/H0GjhdE8jvE/s1600-h/P1180548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC5DjYqmcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/H0GjhdE8jvE/s320/P1180548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120796247009696194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC6-jYqmdI/AAAAAAAAA44/jtOVSoOuYYo/s1600-h/P1180552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC6-jYqmdI/AAAAAAAAA44/jtOVSoOuYYo/s320/P1180552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120798360133605842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC78DYqmfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dZR3ZKtQCAg/s1600-h/P1180561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC78DYqmfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dZR3ZKtQCAg/s320/P1180561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120799416695560690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The birthday girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC8SjYqmgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/o8MPLR8q_l0/s1600-h/P1180557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC8SjYqmgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/o8MPLR8q_l0/s320/P1180557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120799803242617346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hilarious joy ride to our destination. Justine and I were in Wai Hong's car and all the others were in Crystal. At a red light, we would stop side by side and dissed each other. All we needed was the song, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I wonder if you know..How they live in Tok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC9YjYqmhI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/pHdavdl6Qxk/s1600-h/P1180562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC9YjYqmhI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/pHdavdl6Qxk/s320/P1180562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120801005833460242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of the October babies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC-bjYqmiI/AAAAAAAAA5g/5UVZJu6fOaI/s1600-h/P1180574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC-bjYqmiI/AAAAAAAAA5g/5UVZJu6fOaI/s320/P1180574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120802156884695586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls, girls all type of girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;At &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;led &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;u&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC-1DYqmjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/M5Bxyhmyzyw/s1600-h/P1180577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxC-1DYqmjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/M5Bxyhmyzyw/s320/P1180577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120802594971359794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDAEzYqmkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/kRsq9c3Slkg/s1600-h/P1180581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDAEzYqmkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/kRsq9c3Slkg/s320/P1180581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120803965065927234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muahaha, my fried rice and chamomile tea arrived 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After everyone's meal arrived, we started attacking and feasting on each other's food. Mine was the best la. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDBGzYqmlI/AAAAAAAAA54/0HCBrPGfghk/s1600-h/P1180588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDBGzYqmlI/AAAAAAAAA54/0HCBrPGfghk/s320/P1180588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120805098937293394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDCQzYqmoI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0HroMZOZgPc/s1600-h/P1180608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDCQzYqmoI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0HroMZOZgPc/s320/P1180608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120806370247613058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, our desert.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDBbjYqmmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Lxq7TdXTaFc/s1600-h/P1180593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDBbjYqmmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Lxq7TdXTaFc/s320/P1180593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120805455419578978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOS(Souled Out Shooters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDB3zYqmnI/AAAAAAAAA6I/X32RTa_hyBc/s1600-h/P1180600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDB3zYqmnI/AAAAAAAAA6I/X32RTa_hyBc/s320/P1180600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120805940750883442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us drop by Wai Hong's place to chill before going home. His room really made my jaw drop like a ton of bricks, he's one lucky fella I tell you. iMac comp and whatnot, tsk tsk. Where's my share? Haha.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDDkDYqmpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QG0YkMcDWO8/s1600-h/P1180620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxDDkDYqmpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QG0YkMcDWO8/s320/P1180620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120807800471722642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Raided meaning fiddled a little..Okay fine..took over his computer and room. :P Sorry Wai Hong, we will allow you to play with our computer the next time. I guess..o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the next post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;'s &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;Q&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'s S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rpr&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dang, we're good at what we do ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/34255737-3517784860022903547?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3517784860022903547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3517784860022903547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3517784860022903547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3517784860022903547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-mellow-apologies-for-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RxCpKDYqmMI/AAAAAAAAA24/vb8QlcoGMRw/s72-c/P1180410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-6080483506185971520</id><published>2007-09-29T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:13.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going through changes.</title><content type='html'>My trails just ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoo to the freaking ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read Cosmopolitan mag and they wrote about Top 10 movie myths.Movie myths meaning certain storyline that are sometimes..too good to be true. One of which that I read really made me roll on the floor laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Myth #8 &lt;/span&gt;(It's in the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;40 days 40 nights&lt;/span&gt;, watch it and it'll make sense.)&lt;br /&gt;Men make women reach orgasm with the use of a single flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reality:&lt;/span&gt; Uh...If the flower &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;vibrated&lt;/span&gt;, then maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Crys's place for a studying session the other day but when I arrived, they were having lunch.With that I would like to say.. I looove you're Mum's curry,Crys. If only I had a bigger stomach,sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much catching up was done and then we headed down to the pool side for a quick dip while we waited for Su Queen. :) Oh and guess who showed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5yIDYqllI/AAAAAAAAAyA/c93Qj_KqQwo/s1600-h/P1180060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5yIDYqllI/AAAAAAAAAyA/c93Qj_KqQwo/s320/P1180060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115651709412742738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Wai Hong himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5x4zYqlkI/AAAAAAAAAx4/luGDqDrqP4E/s1600-h/P1180056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5x4zYqlkI/AAAAAAAAAx4/luGDqDrqP4E/s320/P1180056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115651447419737666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Juice? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5yfzYqlmI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ndpy7HWGLjg/s1600-h/P1180057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5yfzYqlmI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ndpy7HWGLjg/s320/P1180057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115652117434635874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile properly la Crys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5yxzYqlnI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/d7gxpZ92FH0/s1600-h/P1180066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5yxzYqlnI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/d7gxpZ92FH0/s320/P1180066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115652426672281202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5zNTYqloI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GFcmDFYdCMY/s1600-h/P1180064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5zNTYqloI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GFcmDFYdCMY/s320/P1180064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115652899118683778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kizzay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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;Splash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(aka we jumped into the pool.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RwB1_zYqlpI/AAAAAAAAAyg/eAfG4hv1HdM/s1600-h/P1180076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RwB1_zYqlpI/AAAAAAAAAyg/eAfG4hv1HdM/s320/P1180076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116218915678754450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai Hong (the self proclaimed) photographer kept taking pictures of us. Don't worry, that's cause' we asked him to. HAH!  As the funny dude that he is, he kept cracking jokes and we couldn't stop laughing at them which captured a few awful shots :| Wai Hong,  I know you're reading this.. There's nothing wrong with my mouth. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,I couldn't stay long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I went over to Crys's place with Kim again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RwB9DTYqlqI/AAAAAAAAAyo/7xdSAkzKdQE/s1600-h/P1180120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RwB9DTYqlqI/AAAAAAAAAyo/7xdSAkzKdQE/s320/P1180120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116226672389691042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeap. Surprise. Again. Wheee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright. No more surprises for the next 24 hours! I'm serious. Naw, you know we love you Crys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/34255737-6080483506185971520?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/6080483506185971520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=6080483506185971520' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6080483506185971520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6080483506185971520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/09/were-going-through-changes.html' title='We&apos;re going through changes.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rv5yIDYqllI/AAAAAAAAAyA/c93Qj_KqQwo/s72-c/P1180060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-6931722203194229436</id><published>2007-09-23T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:14.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is there any America's Next Top Model viewers in the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I for one watch it like hell and can recall every single moment that happened on Cycle 8.Reenacting everything would be very much a piece of creamy cake for moi. I hate to brag but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I just sounded like a idiot. Scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post consist of spoilers and perhaps a few insults to spice it up. If you'd like to know who won ANTM(which I'm thinking a lot of you do), then continue to read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to know, then leave or your eyes will bleed and excrete pus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZ8-DYqlbI/AAAAAAAAAww/-u6iOJ7yRO8/s1600-h/Top+Model+Cycle+8+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZ8-DYqlbI/AAAAAAAAAww/-u6iOJ7yRO8/s320/Top+Model+Cycle+8+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113411832428271026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;America's Next Top Model Cycle 8&lt;/b&gt;, the Jungle Season, is the eighth cycle of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/America%27s_Next_Top_Model" title="America's Next Top Model"&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and the second season of the series to be aired on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_CW" title="The CW"&gt;The CW&lt;/a&gt; network. The cycle's catch-phrase is "It's not just fierce, it ferocious". The international destination for this cycle is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sydney" title="Sydney"&gt;Sydney&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australia" title="Australia"&gt;Australia&lt;/a&gt;. The winner, similar to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/America%27s_Next_Top_Model%2C_Cycle_7" title="America's Next Top Model, Cycle 7"&gt;Cycle 7&lt;/a&gt;, received management and representation by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elite_Model_Management" title="Elite Model Management"&gt;Elite Model Management&lt;/a&gt;, a US$100,000 contract with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CoverGirl" title="CoverGirl"&gt;CoverGirl&lt;/a&gt; cosmetics, and a cover and six-page spread within &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seventeen_%28Magazine%29" title="Seventeen (Magazine)"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seventeen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; magazine.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; -Wikipedia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what's it all about. Without further ado, I shall expose to your eyes who. is. America's. Next. Top. Model. (Please say it with pauses when you see fullstop,it's really fun.)&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZ-9jYqlcI/AAAAAAAAAw4/jRsL2WPvBBw/s1600-h/Jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZ-9jYqlcI/AAAAAAAAAw4/jRsL2WPvBBw/s320/Jas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113414022861592002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaslene Gonzalez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm speechless too. And twitching from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;How could this beeeeeheeeeeheeee! For the finale(which I watched on Youtube cause' Chanel [V] isn't providing me the episodes faster), it was between Natasha and Jaslene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra stood still with her gaze fixed on both girls, she spoke like a goddess "and the America's next top model is..".With the room heavy with silence, both girls held each other's hands tightly and waited for the screen to show what Tyra didn't finish in her sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas freaking lene the screen said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She contorted her face and cried,"Huomygaaahd Tywa thank kiu so hoooh...", she weeped HARD with her heavy Spanish accent.They then interviewed her where she blabbed, "  I dint make it the furst ty-mm. Now lukat me, I'm Amewica's nex top mahdul. Ima covah gwurl and I tink that that shows to uuall young women if you have tat dwive keep gouing. Secand ty-mm arouind.." she said as she lifted two fingers up, "I'm amewica's next top mahdul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha on the other hand was smiling like a true winner. Instead of bawling about how unfair the world was like some of the girls from past seasons. Hah! Where's the prize for that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__- Whatdalahman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a look at both girls and do our own evaluation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvdftzYqldI/AAAAAAAAAxA/leO8LdKCa9g/s1600-h/Nata.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvdftzYqldI/AAAAAAAAAxA/leO8LdKCa9g/s320/Nata.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113661142394901970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have Natasha aka Nata with her beautiful almost blond hair.She has the passion to learn and understand things. You know what, I'm not even gonna say much cause's she's got a positive attitude and beauty. Natasha is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIERCERER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvdluDYqleI/AAAAAAAAAxI/NqKYH1wXubo/s1600-h/natasha8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvdluDYqleI/AAAAAAAAAxI/NqKYH1wXubo/s320/natasha8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113667743759635938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People, she can even look like a dude if she wants to. It wouldn't even be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that's weird about her is that she makes out with the phone when she speaks to her husband. Uh, weird much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As for Jaslene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvdmojYqlfI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/JhcF3U_c7Ps/s1600-h/ajaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvdmojYqlfI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/JhcF3U_c7Ps/s320/ajaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113668748781983218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Er.. Which is the dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright fine, where are my manners. Jaslene is sorta &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fierce &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and has a thin frame. Too thin if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha should have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tyra, what were you thinking? Hmm? HUH? What did I ever do to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess Jas deserved it? Congrats to her and see you on the cover of Covergirl. Aye.&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/34255737-6931722203194229436?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/6931722203194229436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=6931722203194229436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6931722203194229436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6931722203194229436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-there-any-americas-next-top-model.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZ8-DYqlbI/AAAAAAAAAww/-u6iOJ7yRO8/s72-c/Top+Model+Cycle+8+sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1826703746093516736</id><published>2007-09-23T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:15.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and simple. Or I was just lazy.</title><content type='html'>Has it been that long?Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole's blog deserves an update and that's what it'll get. Oh yes it does, wuji wuji wuji boo boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;? You don't do baby talk with your own blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back,we went over to Little BU for a drink or two. The place is really cozy and nice.I didn't try the lamb chop but the girls said it's damn good. So try it!&lt;br /&gt;There was this one waiter that was really annoying though. What's his name again..Hoong Chun or something? Haha kidding ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZj2zYqlWI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gXT0IjxyxYs/s1600-h/P1170624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZj2zYqlWI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gXT0IjxyxYs/s320/P1170624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113384220083524962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZjkDYqlUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/dyQWU8obVs0/s1600-h/P1170623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZjkDYqlUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/dyQWU8obVs0/s320/P1170623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113383897960977730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Crystal brought us back to her place cause' we needed to watch something that was apparently really "important".HAHA! Then it was bye bye time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZkmTYqlXI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/_xQ_djYi8No/s1600-h/P1170631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZkmTYqlXI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/_xQ_djYi8No/s320/P1170631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113385036127311218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon was an uneventful one, I did everything that included the word couch.Couch potato-ing, couch dancing..So thanks to Crys, she gave me a ride. That lucky girl gets to drive whenever she pleases! Well..sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped by at Queen's crib for small talk and Kimmy arrived in the nick of time for our Pasar Evening plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZk7jYqlYI/AAAAAAAAAwY/hDj_IU2BfS8/s1600-h/P1170827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZk7jYqlYI/AAAAAAAAAwY/hDj_IU2BfS8/s320/P1170827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113385401199531394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZlPTYqlZI/AAAAAAAAAwg/pghcwvi6v9U/s1600-h/P1170830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZlPTYqlZI/AAAAAAAAAwg/pghcwvi6v9U/s320/P1170830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113385740501947794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZlnjYqlaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/8YfluLjwqFw/s1600-h/P1170832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZlnjYqlaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/8YfluLjwqFw/s320/P1170832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113386157113775522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pasar malam wasn't really that crowded but it felt like a soggy Sunday from the drizzling. All we did was walked, chit chatted and bought a couple of goodies and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we visited Chrislyn! Good to see you again girl :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-1826703746093516736?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1826703746093516736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1826703746093516736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1826703746093516736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1826703746093516736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/09/short-and-simple-or-i-was-just-lazy.html' title='Short and simple. Or I was just lazy.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RvZj2zYqlWI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gXT0IjxyxYs/s72-c/P1170624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1619313768382671699</id><published>2007-09-16T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:15.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perverts</title><content type='html'>And today in MPH, my mother and I were baking cookies..haha looking for books lah obviously. My mom was complaining about how uncomfortable her heels was so she sat down at a near by bench and adjusted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was busy examining the problem, I stood close by and browsed through the "Women's Fiction" section. Then a man walked pass me when I looked up and usually when that happens, I would automatically smile warmly. NOT just to men but to anyone who's anybody for that matter, it's only a friendly smile. I think he took it the wrong way cause he actually took a detour and stood right behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that wasn't creepy enough, he actually brushed my hip and  reached out to get a WOMEN'S fiction book.He also had the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guts&lt;/span&gt; to say "Excuse me." as if I WAS IN THE WAY. What in the flipping floop is his deal here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother of all crispy chicken. Alright, perhaps he has a fetish over women's book cause they are just SO brilliant and I was blocking his 'personal space', but there were over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 shelves&lt;/span&gt; of books for his perverted eyes to feast on yet he chose the one shelve with a 17 year old girl standing there right? WAH, yes laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you guys must be thinking.."Well you must be dressed up in some skimpy outfit." Think what you may but know that I was dressed appropriately and covered every single goodies I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensing something was amiss, I walked to my mother and whispered to her but loud enough for the man to hear ,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gosh, there's plenty of books but he chose to stand behind me and take.Chee sin(crazy) one.Let's go mum."&lt;/span&gt; To my astonishment, this pervert walked to where I could see him and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wahhh.&lt;/span&gt; That demented dude really deserves a good firm kick on his &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; dongs.&lt;/span&gt; I shot him a glare and gave him my best&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you-disgusting-piece-of-worthless-a-hole&lt;/span&gt; expression and shook my head while I glided towards the exit with my mother. Haha mister, I'm sure you can't possibly mistaken that dirty look for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I made him sound like a bad guy here?"He was just checking you out mah.. Maybe he thought you were hot. Why you so serious.." you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; be thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, he's a man in his forties, looks old enough to be my father and has a very "uncle" comb over. If he thinks that 17 year old girls are interested in him then he should watch less porn or whatever sick crap he's doing at home and jump off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what,no self respected girl deserves that kind of disturbing behavior from ANYONE. To every single girl out there, don't be afraid to take action or just shoot a glare at whoever it is. If you have to, kick him in the nuts. I haven't had the chance to do that but I'm sure it'll feel great to watch him squirm in his own pain. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ru0DZNjiUwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Kh5L-jkwn-g/s1600-h/KICK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ru0DZNjiUwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Kh5L-jkwn-g/s320/KICK.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110744883805704962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cartoon from &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://paintings-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/"&gt;PuiKuan.&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/34255737-1619313768382671699?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1619313768382671699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1619313768382671699' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1619313768382671699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1619313768382671699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/09/perverts.html' title='Perverts'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ru0DZNjiUwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Kh5L-jkwn-g/s72-c/KICK.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2451293306395915191</id><published>2007-09-07T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:18.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! Sorry for the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, my trip on Japan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24th Sept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shine. Morning call was at 6a.m and it all felt awfully familiar. Oh right. I do it every morning on a normal school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tour guide promised us a day of shopping and it was music to our ears.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuERFGft84I/AAAAAAAAAto/YGBlijF2rlY/s1600-h/P1150683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuERFGft84I/AAAAAAAAAto/YGBlijF2rlY/s320/P1150683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107382231755518850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our 1st pit stop aka go to the loo if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was another 3 hour long ride before we reach our destination. There were 2 alternatives for me, it was either to sleep or play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuESyWft85I/AAAAAAAAAtw/-I-q0PaNXsk/s1600-h/P1150692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuESyWft85I/AAAAAAAAAtw/-I-q0PaNXsk/s320/P1150692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107384108656227218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I chose to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually to be honest I don't think anyone could sleep with the racket at the back of the bus. Yapping, chit chattering and gloating like a couple of free spirited teenagers when they were, in actual fact,a couple of smelly old people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those smelly old people with smelly perfumes that intoxicate the fresh air that we breathe? Yeah those type. Not that I have anything against old people. Just against those who don't act their age. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,my sis and I fooled around with the camera a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEWxmft86I/AAAAAAAAAt4/MfY-rOQjrO8/s1600-h/P1150703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEWxmft86I/AAAAAAAAAt4/MfY-rOQjrO8/s320/P1150703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107388493817836450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEXGWft87I/AAAAAAAAAuA/13hDGORI1Ss/s1600-h/P1150707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEXGWft87I/AAAAAAAAAuA/13hDGORI1Ss/s320/P1150707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107388850300122034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mummy boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEXb2ft88I/AAAAAAAAAuI/ChkhlbfQ-3s/s1600-h/P1150712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEXb2ft88I/AAAAAAAAAuI/ChkhlbfQ-3s/s320/P1150712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107389219667309506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The mouth watering pieces of crunchy heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramel Corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEYCGft89I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/a8-THbOyTkw/s1600-h/P1150726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEYCGft89I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/a8-THbOyTkw/s320/P1150726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107389876797305810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gimme ghetto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEYsmft8_I/AAAAAAAAAug/4ehKoovdxXk/s1600-h/P1150747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEYsmft8_I/AAAAAAAAAug/4ehKoovdxXk/s320/P1150747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107390606941746162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay fine.She did it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEZKmft9AI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ChqHrYwDa08/s1600-h/P1150759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEZKmft9AI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ChqHrYwDa08/s320/P1150759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107391122337821698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Omg give up already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEYYWft8-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/mp6yrW1RWQI/s1600-h/P1150731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEYYWft8-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/mp6yrW1RWQI/s320/P1150731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107390259049395170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr toasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally after warming the chairs of our bus , we reached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEbR2ft9CI/AAAAAAAAAu4/sfGCHzhlboY/s1600-h/P1150775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEbR2ft9CI/AAAAAAAAAu4/sfGCHzhlboY/s320/P1150775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107393445915128866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeap you guessed it. I don't bloody remember the name. But it's okay cause you people don't even care to know right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is like a morning market with stalls from every corner. People from all ages bustle through the busy street finding for goods to shop for. It's hard to shop for clothes in Japan, well let's just say we don't share the same type of style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless of course you absolutely love knee length stockings, exaggerated outfits with too much lace and have a deep affection for the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEdKGft9DI/AAAAAAAAAvA/v2hW4npK6VQ/s1600-h/P1150778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEdKGft9DI/AAAAAAAAAvA/v2hW4npK6VQ/s320/P1150778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107395511794398258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We only bought a yukata.After that it was off to The Imperial Palace(if I'm not mistaken).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEeN2ft9EI/AAAAAAAAAvI/9R0gs0gyzH4/s1600-h/P1150793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEeN2ft9EI/AAAAAAAAAvI/9R0gs0gyzH4/s320/P1150793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107396675730535490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEe12ft9FI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/rXyADfjl8Kg/s1600-h/P1150805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuEe12ft9FI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/rXyADfjl8Kg/s320/P1150805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107397362925302866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The place was beautiful and green. But at the downside, it was extremely hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RupXOtjiUuI/AAAAAAAAAvY/FNFKwcZVZL8/s1600-h/P1150827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RupXOtjiUuI/AAAAAAAAAvY/FNFKwcZVZL8/s320/P1150827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109992637463679714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RupXsdjiUvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/tcp7o68s-1g/s1600-h/P1150828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RupXsdjiUvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/tcp7o68s-1g/s320/P1150828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109993148564787954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really didn't ask them to strike a pose. I only asked her to hold still and snapped fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's the end of my 3rd day in Japan. Will try to update more soon alright. :)&lt;br /&gt;See yuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/34255737-2451293306395915191?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2451293306395915191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2451293306395915191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2451293306395915191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2451293306395915191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back-sorry-for-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RuERFGft84I/AAAAAAAAAto/YGBlijF2rlY/s72-c/P1150683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2150491380345210868</id><published>2007-09-03T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:21.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to blog about my Japan trip but it'll be postponed cause' I'll just be a little patriotic and blog about Merdeka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 50 years of our triumph over the war on our independence, Malaysia has emerged to be a multi racial and bi-lingual country.Consisting of chinese, malays, indians and many other races living together in one country. Although many of us come from different backgrounds and have different colour of skin, we all share one thing; the Malaysian blood that run through our veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Malaysian blood, you ask? It is when you crave for mamak food at 1am in the morning, it is when you finish your every sentence with "lah", it's when you walk through the busy streets of the night market aka pasar malam with nothing but a baggy shirt with a pair of worn sandals.  That is our malaysian blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough with my long ass motivation speech. Let's move on to what I actually did on Merdeka's eve,shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Merdeka was so simple.We didn't plan some huge party or anything, just a few buddies and a bowl of nachos. Yeap. Nachos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvEemft8pI/AAAAAAAAArw/jQYe2cSOToE/s1600-h/P1160600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvEemft8pI/AAAAAAAAArw/jQYe2cSOToE/s320/P1160600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105890632563290770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvGRWft8tI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/fqtDWksgwvo/s1600-h/P1160624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvGRWft8tI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/fqtDWksgwvo/s320/P1160624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105892603953279698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvGfWft8uI/AAAAAAAAAsY/TgRj2qNvgns/s1600-h/P1160627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvGfWft8uI/AAAAAAAAAsY/TgRj2qNvgns/s320/P1160627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105892844471448290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah! Not forgetting the homemade dip :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvE_mft8qI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Z8gQiUXP-9c/s1600-h/P1160603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvE_mft8qI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Z8gQiUXP-9c/s320/P1160603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105891199498973858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvFJmft8rI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qq7DQsDbziM/s1600-h/P1160606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvFJmft8rI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qq7DQsDbziM/s320/P1160606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105891371297665714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Graham came too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvFc2ft8sI/AAAAAAAAAsI/qhF604inXM8/s1600-h/P1160614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvFc2ft8sI/AAAAAAAAAsI/qhF604inXM8/s320/P1160614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105891702010147522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvG0Wft8vI/AAAAAAAAAsg/4TUS--C48tw/s1600-h/P1160623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvG0Wft8vI/AAAAAAAAAsg/4TUS--C48tw/s320/P1160623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105893205248701170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that nachos goes well with watching a little bit of America's next top model? Try it man. It actually tastes a little more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvHoWft8wI/AAAAAAAAAso/MpmrhMGEm6c/s1600-h/P1160633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvHoWft8wI/AAAAAAAAAso/MpmrhMGEm6c/s320/P1160633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105894098601898754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It goes well with Quiz Quest too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvIo2ft8xI/AAAAAAAAAsw/avlvfV0G6Dc/s1600-h/P1160635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvIo2ft8xI/AAAAAAAAAsw/avlvfV0G6Dc/s320/P1160635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105895206703461138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were just digging through our skulls for something to do and so Crys pulled this out from my couch. It's amazing what you can find in your own couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 11plus we were all on our way out to The Curve for the best view of fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvLcWft80I/AAAAAAAAAtI/c9Fv4n9zUkk/s1600-h/P1160659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvLcWft80I/AAAAAAAAAtI/c9Fv4n9zUkk/s320/P1160659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105898290489979714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddies:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvKnGft8zI/AAAAAAAAAtA/TbO7bmuvoGU/s1600-h/P1160644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvKnGft8zI/AAAAAAAAAtA/TbO7bmuvoGU/s320/P1160644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105897375661945650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fortunately for us, we found the best place to watch the fireworks. Under the stars(if there were any that night), on the green(and extremely uncomfortable) grass. Yes yes, it was all too perfect. We all sat there whacking and bruising ourselves (because of the ants) and waited for the count down to begin. Before we all knew it, cheers and screams filled the atmosphere followed by a very loud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvSXmft82I/AAAAAAAAAtY/KojsCPfppC4/s1600-h/Merdeka%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvSXmft82I/AAAAAAAAAtY/KojsCPfppC4/s320/Merdeka%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105905905466995554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANG.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvS_Wft83I/AAAAAAAAAtg/I-E-YGQSHl0/s1600-h/P1160718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvS_Wft83I/AAAAAAAAAtg/I-E-YGQSHl0/s320/P1160718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105906588366795634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After 15 mins of fireworks, the happy little elves merrily skipped their light feet back to their humble abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/34255737-2150491380345210868?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2150491380345210868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2150491380345210868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2150491380345210868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2150491380345210868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtvEemft8pI/AAAAAAAAArw/jQYe2cSOToE/s72-c/P1160600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2494401141879260954</id><published>2007-08-29T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:22.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am about to lose my cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cough that I'm having has been going on and on for days! Today is it's one week anniversary with me. How long are you gonna stay with me?! Of all the billions of people in the world, you chose me to be your breeding ground. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait, I'm going to gulp down the most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;powderful&lt;/span&gt; cough syrup EVER! yeah yeahh.. How you like me now you sick infectious virus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er,hello! :) I'm suppose to update about my trip in Japan. Let's see where do I start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21st Aug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My flight leaves at 11.30 at night and as usual I did my last minute packing. With quick clicks on the buttons on my phone, I sent a message to my buddies. ( Did you guys even recieved it?Cause there weren't any replies from anyone!Sheesh.)&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZtY2ft8gI/AAAAAAAAAqo/o-L4Vepu_f4/s1600-h/P1150562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZtY2ft8gI/AAAAAAAAAqo/o-L4Vepu_f4/s320/P1150562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104387501383873026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZtumft8hI/AAAAAAAAAqw/agdiJY_2MjQ/s1600-h/P1150563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZtumft8hI/AAAAAAAAAqw/agdiJY_2MjQ/s320/P1150563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104387875046027794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a 7-8 hour flight from M'sia to Japan. Cramps? Plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will always remain a mystery to me but every time when I board on a plane on the 1st day, I begin to bloat. Only in the stomach area ofcourse. Annoying lah. If that wasn't enough, I'll fart out a storm. Did I get too much into detail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22nd Aug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sweet land! Oh sweet land! We arrived in Japan's Airport. Our tour guide was a short and plum lady with a distinct japanese look. She was friendly and her eyes squinted into curved horizontal lines when she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She announced that we won't be resting and will start visiting some famous landmarks in Japan . What the fish. So the group of M'sian tourists cleaned up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour bus picked us all up and off we went to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kegon_Falls"&gt;Kegon Falls!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the distance between Japan airport to a city is 3 hours? Homygosh. How am I going to keep all this fart in?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZ1smft8iI/AAAAAAAAAq4/ATogUg3PJqY/s1600-h/P1150609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZ1smft8iI/AAAAAAAAAq4/ATogUg3PJqY/s320/P1150609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104396636779311650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it says stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So skip all the waiting, we arrived at our destination! Nikko City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mist hung in the air while the roaring voice of the waters overwhelmed any other audible tunes around. A stream has been made by lava flows long time ago during an eruption.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZ4u2ft8jI/AAAAAAAAArA/M3AoTamV4FY/s1600-h/P1150614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZ4u2ft8jI/AAAAAAAAArA/M3AoTamV4FY/s320/P1150614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104399973968900658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ain't it a beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZ6Ymft8kI/AAAAAAAAArI/XU4D_6klZ_k/s1600-h/P1150638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZ6Ymft8kI/AAAAAAAAArI/XU4D_6klZ_k/s320/P1150638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104401790740066882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After visiting the majestic water fall, we had our very traditional japanese cuisine for lunch. A bowl of sticky rice with a dish a tempura, small side dishes,sauce and a bowl of miso soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaDh2ft8lI/AAAAAAAAArQ/uawg2HrDNbs/s1600-h/P1150612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaDh2ft8lI/AAAAAAAAArQ/uawg2HrDNbs/s320/P1150612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104411845258506834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop was.. I honestly don't remember the name. Forgive me as I don't know much of Japanese. All I know is Konichiwa, arigato gozaimas, Moshi moshi, watashiwa, gomenasai, ohiogozaimas, kombawah, mushi mushi, hai!&lt;br /&gt;So if you put it all in a sentence it'll be, "Greetings thank you I sorry hello goodmorning good evening insects yes!"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I got all the stares when I used that sentence. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh anyway, the tour guide explained that it was a temple. That's about all that I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaE6mft8mI/AAAAAAAAArY/kpC-0l629VM/s1600-h/P1150649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaE6mft8mI/AAAAAAAAArY/kpC-0l629VM/s320/P1150649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104413369971896930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaFcmft8nI/AAAAAAAAArg/F8PUa_OnVFU/s1600-h/P1150654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaFcmft8nI/AAAAAAAAArg/F8PUa_OnVFU/s320/P1150654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104413954087449202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, these three know what their doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then finally it was off to the hotel for a long hot bath in the hotel and hallelujah whoohoo bath rest and sleep and all that jazz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotel is really traditional too! It's decorated with a short table and sliding door. Sweeet :) They provided us a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yukata"&gt;Yukata&lt;/a&gt; to wear for dinner. In case you didn't know, a yukata is like a kimono. Super comfortable and easy to wear. I don't have a picture with me but I'll post it up as soon as I get the picture :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaJMGft8oI/AAAAAAAAAro/hcv7lb08JWA/s1600-h/P1150674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtaJMGft8oI/AAAAAAAAAro/hcv7lb08JWA/s320/P1150674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104418068666118786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all that I'm going to write about today. I'm just too lazy to continue. More to come though, don't you worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tobecontinued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-2494401141879260954?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2494401141879260954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2494401141879260954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2494401141879260954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2494401141879260954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-about-to-lose-my-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtZtY2ft8gI/AAAAAAAAAqo/o-L4Vepu_f4/s72-c/P1150562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-6393330838699839326</id><published>2007-08-26T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:23.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moshi moshi. I am back.I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Nay! Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan was awesome :) I'll update soon, so stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little sneak preview on my Japan trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtGDCmft8fI/AAAAAAAAAqg/32vWyaspH24/s1600-h/P1160216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtGDCmft8fI/AAAAAAAAAqg/32vWyaspH24/s320/P1160216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103003933504041458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtF6HWft8cI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ygYYqEN9EWU/s1600-h/P1160006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtF6HWft8cI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ygYYqEN9EWU/s320/P1160006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102994119503770050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtGCB2ft8dI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/IVAEfXYzF8E/s1600-h/P1150862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtGCB2ft8dI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/IVAEfXYzF8E/s320/P1150862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103002821107511762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's gonna be a long. Ass. Post.&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/34255737-6393330838699839326?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/6393330838699839326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=6393330838699839326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6393330838699839326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6393330838699839326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/moshi-moshi.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RtGDCmft8fI/AAAAAAAAAqg/32vWyaspH24/s72-c/P1160216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-6077499934230879151</id><published>2007-08-20T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:26.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye Gwen. Hello Japan.</title><content type='html'>I am surprised. Never thought that I would even bother but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended my teacher's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard(er, in this case the more appropriate word to use is "read".) me right! The wedding was nice and like any other traditional malay wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alarm clock on that day was Kimmy, yes she was literally my alarm clock cause' I was still fast asleep when she burst inside my..*gasp for air*..room and silently woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Hence, we dropped by at Centrepoint and had a bun or two.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmqHGft8OI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BriGow8KTbk/s1600-h/Picture+1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmqHGft8OI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BriGow8KTbk/s320/Picture+1057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100795091953250530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picked up the boys 1st before heading down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmr0Gft8RI/AAAAAAAAAow/WlbP3pOSIOw/s1600-h/Picture+1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmr0Gft8RI/AAAAAAAAAow/WlbP3pOSIOw/s320/Picture+1075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100796964558991634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The awesome driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THEN..we dropped by at OU to pass time before going to the wedding. Suraj needed an energy booster so what greater way to do that than to have a drink at Starbucks!&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmw8Gft8VI/AAAAAAAAApQ/hb4gNtkgpzg/s1600-h/Picture+1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmw8Gft8VI/AAAAAAAAApQ/hb4gNtkgpzg/s320/Picture+1087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100802599556084050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmuIWft8SI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bbAJh2HAz8A/s1600-h/Picture+1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmuIWft8SI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bbAJh2HAz8A/s320/Picture+1076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100799511474598178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes,irrelevant but it'll soon be a memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmurmft8TI/AAAAAAAAApA/wuawV4VUWsw/s1600-h/Picture+1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmurmft8TI/AAAAAAAAApA/wuawV4VUWsw/s320/Picture+1084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100800117064986930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmwUmft8UI/AAAAAAAAApI/SxLk2KiZR2I/s1600-h/Picture+1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmwUmft8UI/AAAAAAAAApI/SxLk2KiZR2I/s320/Picture+1068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100801920951251266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jerald, you have the ability to pose well which really annoys me sometimes.UGH! But I secretly wish to have that talent of yours.... o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Slaps myself* Uh yeah so anyway, we left ou and arrived at TTDI community hall.I saw a lot of teachers there. All of them dressed up with their family. Which was really weird to see cause I thought that teachers were lifeless zombies who sits in their room alone and chews on wood or something. I'm so glad that I'm wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate and took a couple of pictures before the bride and groom to be arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmnhmft8MI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ndThdkCwa4s/s1600-h/Picture+1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmnhmft8MI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ndThdkCwa4s/s320/Picture+1091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100792248684900546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally after an hour and half of waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmla2ft8KI/AAAAAAAAAn4/vdihxVHS374/s1600-h/Picture+1098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmla2ft8KI/AAAAAAAAAn4/vdihxVHS374/s320/Picture+1098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100789933697527970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finally..FINALLY arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aww look at her. She looks so happy. Uh yeah, that's my teacher hand in hand with her new hubby wubby. Suh-weet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they walked down the aisle, a parade of kids with &lt;a href="http://www.musicmall-asia.com/malaysia/instruments/kompang.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kompang&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/a&gt; played a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmmVWft8LI/AAAAAAAAAoA/UAeg0KRGzmE/s1600-h/Picture+1104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmmVWft8LI/AAAAAAAAAoA/UAeg0KRGzmE/s320/Picture+1104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100790938719875250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us didn't stay long cause' we had plans with a buddy. We had so much time to spare that we decided to pop in on Queenie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmoj2ft8NI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jjeIseJGiyQ/s1600-h/Picture+1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmoj2ft8NI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jjeIseJGiyQ/s320/Picture+1109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100793386851234002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gosh,I just realized that we made a lot of stops. Well don't worry guys, there's more..   @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmymmft8XI/AAAAAAAAApg/vOr9DYDaW0s/s1600-h/Picture+1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsmymmft8XI/AAAAAAAAApg/vOr9DYDaW0s/s320/Picture+1113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100804429212152178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The pet shop! Awwhuhuhu, so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmzY2ft8YI/AAAAAAAAApo/gxoFYJpE4Hc/s1600-h/Picture+1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmzY2ft8YI/AAAAAAAAApo/gxoFYJpE4Hc/s320/Picture+1115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100805292500578690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's great about this place is that the dogs are running freely and not cooped up behind some glass window. This place is like a babysitter for dogs. Doggysitter, is it called? You'll find it in Hartamas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay, remember the buddy we're suppose to meet up with. It's the long lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsm05Wft8ZI/AAAAAAAAApw/10huGENGNn4/s1600-h/Picture+1126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsm05Wft8ZI/AAAAAAAAApw/10huGENGNn4/s320/Picture+1126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100806950357954962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Josh be Gosh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsm1oGft8aI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Ne5aw5u1RFA/s1600-h/Picture+1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsm1oGft8aI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Ne5aw5u1RFA/s320/Picture+1120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100807753516839330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us decided to have drink in a mamak and catch up. Which was all that we needed. The day was getting late so we all went home after that,thanks for everything Kizzay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsm2TGft8bI/AAAAAAAAAqA/6BRxfHAYLzw/s1600-h/Picture+1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rsm2TGft8bI/AAAAAAAAAqA/6BRxfHAYLzw/s320/Picture+1118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100808492251214258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-6077499934230879151?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/6077499934230879151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=6077499934230879151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6077499934230879151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/6077499934230879151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-bye-gwen-hello-japan.html' title='Good bye Gwen. Hello Japan.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsmqHGft8OI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BriGow8KTbk/s72-c/Picture+1057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2512784041135098592</id><published>2007-08-16T02:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:27.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back.Yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you can't get rid of me that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you don't mind, I'll start talking about something that would/wouldn't make a great significance in people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! Is everyone still in the whole THE SIMPSONS love frenzy? It is alright for me to come out now? Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At approximately 4.39pm today I found a really witty book. I am serious. It was so witty that if the book were a real person I'd have married it and someone would probably come up with a name for that particular perversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this little sucker lying around in my bookshelf collecting just a tad bit of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQU8mft8EI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zAxJIJB3rq0/s1600-h/Picture+1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQU8mft8EI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zAxJIJB3rq0/s320/Picture+1047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099223709448532034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, the book is as hilarious as the movie itself. The humour were all in all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQVNWft8FI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/nRk_I6v1P0g/s1600-h/Picture+1048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQVNWft8FI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/nRk_I6v1P0g/s320/Picture+1048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099223997211340882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the book about you ask?Well the cover says it all doesn't it? Bart attempts to tell the reader(which would be mio) about the "Guide to life" from his own perspective. From school,art and culture to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQVh2ft8GI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tFjeVLh4MFg/s1600-h/Picture+1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQVh2ft8GI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tFjeVLh4MFg/s320/Picture+1045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099224349398659170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best you don't follow or practice any of the things written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQWYmft8HI/AAAAAAAAAng/tY2aomIbC9s/s1600-h/Picture+1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQWYmft8HI/AAAAAAAAAng/tY2aomIbC9s/s320/Picture+1046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099225289996497010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, everything you read from the 1st page to the last is entertaining and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQYkWft8JI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TZUFx-Bxo34/s1600-h/Picture+1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQYkWft8JI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TZUFx-Bxo34/s320/Picture+1050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099227690883215506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did you know the rubbery thing on the baby's bottle where babies drink from is called a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby bottle nipple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is all very awkward. I shall leave now.Happy reading :)&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/34255737-2512784041135098592?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2512784041135098592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2512784041135098592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2512784041135098592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2512784041135098592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsQU8mft8EI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zAxJIJB3rq0/s72-c/Picture+1047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8715852438183076804</id><published>2007-08-15T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:29.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My goodness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pukes blood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shits in pants*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not chosen for NS. For some awesome reason, my psychic mind told me I wouldn't be chosen. My psychic mind was right. I love you psychic mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL3Mn1uXFI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lXMIcvseY5s/s1600-h/Picture+763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL3Mn1uXFI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lXMIcvseY5s/s320/Picture+763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909524361632850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another awesome thing is.. I wouldn't be THAT bummed out if I did got chosen. I love you weird mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my buddies got chosen though, and you know what's great? She actually doesn't mind having to endure the physical activities(o.0) and waking up at the weeeee hours. (!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL0V31uXDI/AAAAAAAAAmY/uF9I0zTKJSo/s1600-h/Picture+413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL0V31uXDI/AAAAAAAAAmY/uF9I0zTKJSo/s320/Picture+413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098906384740539442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got one thing to say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You are awesome and you're attitude is DEH BOMB! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL1iX1uXEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ZjWEV57wRVQ/s1600-h/Picture+561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL1iX1uXEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ZjWEV57wRVQ/s320/Picture+561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907699000532034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who cried, please slap yourself 3 times and call yourself a prissy sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay la fine..Ehm,how about.. Don't worry. It's not that bad really. Not only do you get to slim down or buff up(which hardly happens) you do get to try out new things and meet new people.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL32H1uXGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/p4I2cR9HGYA/s1600-h/Picture+1025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL32H1uXGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/p4I2cR9HGYA/s320/Picture+1025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098910237326204002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The true meaning of cupcakes.(The left nipple got squashed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL6LX1uXHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/SHqIIhMQAP8/s1600-h/Picture+1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL6LX1uXHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/SHqIIhMQAP8/s320/Picture+1003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098912801421679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh I can't wait man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL6mX1uXII/AAAAAAAAAnA/cI3QHdZ1dqA/s1600-h/Picture+1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL6mX1uXII/AAAAAAAAAnA/cI3QHdZ1dqA/s320/Picture+1021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098913265278147714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you can't too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, I know there's a lot of random photos. There's a good reason behind that..&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: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, I'll get back with you when I figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Til then :)&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/34255737-8715852438183076804?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8715852438183076804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8715852438183076804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8715852438183076804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8715852438183076804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RsL3Mn1uXFI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lXMIcvseY5s/s72-c/Picture+763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3802876589089592503</id><published>2007-08-12T02:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:30.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go green.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rr7WfX1uXAI/AAAAAAAAAmA/4omPfYvxHb8/s1600-h/Picture+542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rr7WfX1uXAI/AAAAAAAAAmA/4omPfYvxHb8/s320/Picture+542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097747662693620738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Oprah the other day and they were discussing about 'going green'.Basically about the environment and how much we humans are contributing to global warming etc. Well it taught me a few things to do and not to do so hopefully you'll do the same.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rr7Vtn1uW_I/AAAAAAAAAl4/t3S0e3gdLZE/s1600-h/Picture+440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rr7Vtn1uW_I/AAAAAAAAAl4/t3S0e3gdLZE/s320/Picture+440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097746807995128818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ways to protect our Mother Nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Switch off electricity when you leave a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consider driving a hybrid car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try not to use environmentally unfriendly products.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RECYCLE. Use whatever that you can use again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bringing your own bag when shopping saves plastic bags.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plant MORE trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rr7aCn1uXCI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/dvHZJHX6Nwc/s1600-h/leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rr7aCn1uXCI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/dvHZJHX6Nwc/s320/leaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097751566818892834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The average person is responsible for emitting 94 pounds of carbon dioxide every day. It takes four trees, which act as natural air filters, to offset the carbon dioxide each person generates in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when you see something green, let it remind you of the environment. Take good care of our Mother Nature . And hey, why not treat Mother Nature with love,care and respect as we would towards our own mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ideas from&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200612/tows_past_20061205_f.jhtml"&gt;Oprah.com&lt;/a&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/34255737-3802876589089592503?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/3802876589089592503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=3802876589089592503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3802876589089592503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/3802876589089592503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/go-green.html' title='Go green.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rr7WfX1uXAI/AAAAAAAAAmA/4omPfYvxHb8/s72-c/Picture+542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-7519134997320190698</id><published>2007-08-06T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:32.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made cupcakes with the girls the other day. The whole thing was a success! Sweet success I tell you.There was no time to spare it was all done pretty quickly. Surprisingly it turned out well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, Crystal already got her hands dirty. Uh, I don't know what's the name of the equipment la! I'll call it the Mushernator alright? So we began by dumping eggs, butter and diary products in to Mushernator and watched it blend everything together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other two chicks came later, in case you don't know.. It's Kimmy and Queen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrgeJX1uWxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OVBBf9yhHM4/s1600-h/Picture+950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrgeJX1uWxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OVBBf9yhHM4/s320/Picture+950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095856124736723730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrllD31uW-I/AAAAAAAAAlw/VFvQ4ToybCY/s1600-h/Picture+970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrllD31uW-I/AAAAAAAAAlw/VFvQ4ToybCY/s320/Picture+970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096215570549726178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cupcake making process required a lot, and I mean A LOT of hand exercise. Hand exercise meaning you have to massage,rub and spread the slimy dough. Quite a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;messy&lt;/span&gt; job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrgc4X1uWwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LEWKt1bO4Bw/s1600-h/Picture+949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrgc4X1uWwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LEWKt1bO4Bw/s320/Picture+949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095854733167319810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, see this picture right here. It was the best part! Crystal was showering icing sugar(and butter) all over my hands. Luckily for me, I am skilled when it comes to the whole hand exercise. I learn piano mar..&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrldW31uWzI/AAAAAAAAAkY/rmewTgd3weE/s1600-h/Picture+968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrldW31uWzI/AAAAAAAAAkY/rmewTgd3weE/s320/Picture+968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096207100874218290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't worry, it's all edible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After much mushing, we moved on to baking the dough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrld5n1uW0I/AAAAAAAAAkg/0LvNu2y1DCo/s1600-h/Picture+987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrld5n1uW0I/AAAAAAAAAkg/0LvNu2y1DCo/s320/Picture+987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096207697874672450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the cupcakes to turn golden brown, we made..&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlfZ31uW1I/AAAAAAAAAko/nBlkkHhZl58/s1600-h/Picture+989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlfZ31uW1I/AAAAAAAAAko/nBlkkHhZl58/s320/Picture+989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096209351437081426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; icing sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlkgH1uW9I/AAAAAAAAAlo/tezxJxaMRFw/s1600-h/Picture+982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlkgH1uW9I/AAAAAAAAAlo/tezxJxaMRFw/s320/Picture+982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096214956369402834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DING* The cupcakes were ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrlga31uW2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/0y55xeTx8pc/s1600-h/Picture+988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrlga31uW2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/0y55xeTx8pc/s320/Picture+988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096210468128578402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for the decorations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlhtX1uW4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/-7kflGjpAaM/s1600-h/Picture+992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlhtX1uW4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/-7kflGjpAaM/s320/Picture+992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096211885467786114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlhI31uW3I/AAAAAAAAAk4/1B3vO4-xzQY/s1600-h/Picture+991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrlhI31uW3I/AAAAAAAAAk4/1B3vO4-xzQY/s320/Picture+991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096211258402560882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were making for our family and therefore the serious/constipated faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrliCn1uW5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Njzv99Y4uNw/s1600-h/Picture+962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrliCn1uW5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Njzv99Y4uNw/s320/Picture+962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096212250540006290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Except for Crys though.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after much designing and what not, our hardwork earned us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrlign1uW6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Y4DuDj8k-kc/s1600-h/Picture+997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rrlign1uW6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Y4DuDj8k-kc/s320/Picture+997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096212765936081826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..these babies.YEAH MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrljiX1uW7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XeA891Jc-Kg/s1600-h/Picture+998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrljiX1uW7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XeA891Jc-Kg/s320/Picture+998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096213895512480690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They taste as good as they look so if anyone is interested in buying some just call us. We do deliver! Satisfaction guaranteed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightey, after that we cleaned up and called it a day. Thanks Crys for letting us dirty your kitchen(which we cleaned up in the end) and it was great fun spent with you girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! Right now I still have one cupcake left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, not anymore. Burp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s I was just kidding about the whole delivery crapola.&lt;/span&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/34255737-7519134997320190698?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/7519134997320190698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=7519134997320190698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7519134997320190698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7519134997320190698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-i-made-cupcakes-with-girls-other.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrgeJX1uWxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OVBBf9yhHM4/s72-c/Picture+950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-498751793328204063</id><published>2007-08-02T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:34.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and white keys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGq1H1uWmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/n3u4CVuvvLk/s1600-h/Picture+849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGq1H1uWmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/n3u4CVuvvLk/s320/Picture+849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094040483146914402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my piano examination today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands, legs and teeth were sweating like nobody's business. I sat on the chair my legs crossed, nervously fidgeting my fingers together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the examiner was nice and she spoke with a heavy British accent. I greeted her and began playing. There were a few times I slipped but I hope it went unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia took over when she was being EXTRA nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Omg, why is she being so nice?! Do I suck that bad? I bet babies sound better when they bang their fist on the piano. Omgomgomg. She's scribbling something on a piece of paper! Probably writing "HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! She's bull. I need a cup o' tea!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muh..I was a bag of nerves. It ended pretty quickly though. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I got a call from Kimmy and Queenie. They are such sweethearts cause' they came over in the morning ( when I already left) and dropped off a little &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;good luck treat&lt;/span&gt; for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what's in the box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGraH1uWnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WbJ_k7CPlQI/s1600-h/Picture+925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGraH1uWnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WbJ_k7CPlQI/s320/Picture+925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094041118802074226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay geniuses, it is cuppacakes. Inside the box sat a cute little pink cupcake and a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGsK31uWoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wfkFGAUQOpA/s1600-h/Picture+929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGsK31uWoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wfkFGAUQOpA/s320/Picture+929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094041956320696962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGsv31uWpI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ypWU5xSNPi8/s1600-h/Picture+948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGsv31uWpI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ypWU5xSNPi8/s320/Picture+948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094042591975856786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The oily and extra sweet note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha! Aren't they the best :) Well, too bad the examiner was a chick(with wrinkles, children &amp; grandchildren!). I actually thought cuppacakes were rip offs, what's the big deal? Surely they look nice but probably taste like crapola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I took that one bite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huiyo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does taste like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Kidding. It tasted pretty good :) I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd surprise&lt;/span&gt; when the girls came over! Took us quite a while to figure out what to do, we eventually decided to visit buddies and friends.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGugn1uWqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/eBMG-h8YOdw/s1600-h/Picture+936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGugn1uWqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/eBMG-h8YOdw/s320/Picture+936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044529006107298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calling YOU people(nehwer pick up  phone one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGwOn1uWsI/AAAAAAAAAjg/aZSj6MqmJYs/s1600-h/Picture+937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGwOn1uWsI/AAAAAAAAAjg/aZSj6MqmJYs/s320/Picture+937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094046418791717570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow bow wow wow pink.? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGv5n1uWrI/AAAAAAAAAjY/itRdj02KfCg/s1600-h/Picture+939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGv5n1uWrI/AAAAAAAAAjY/itRdj02KfCg/s320/Picture+939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094046058014464690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aha!Camwhoring with my camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGxW31uWtI/AAAAAAAAAjo/NGt4Euje8SE/s1600-h/Picture+934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGxW31uWtI/AAAAAAAAAjo/NGt4Euje8SE/s320/Picture+934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094047660037266130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheeeeese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We ended up with a lot of pictures and we didn't visit anyone. Everyone was either out or not answering their calls. Oh well, Kizzay dropped me home and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little message to my girls, thanks so much for the cuppacake! It's yummy. Very. And creamy, very very. You both are such thoughtful people. Much loves! And here's a picture for you(s), just to make sure you girls know that I enjoyed the cuppacake. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGyX31uWvI/AAAAAAAAAj4/y_sEhas2XrA/s1600-h/Picture+930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGyX31uWvI/AAAAAAAAAj4/y_sEhas2XrA/s320/Picture+930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094048776728763122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Okay la, I know it's not convincing. I tried my best! -__-&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;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/34255737-498751793328204063?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/498751793328204063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=498751793328204063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/498751793328204063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/498751793328204063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/08/black-and-white-keys.html' title='Black and white keys'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RrGq1H1uWmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/n3u4CVuvvLk/s72-c/Picture+849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8855181153589345812</id><published>2007-07-30T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:34.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The world spins out of control,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we stand still together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth begins to unfold,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could we stay like this forever?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above our head, thoughts they float,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we pluck petals after petals.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang, " You love me, you love me not."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And carved our initials with metal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Well well well, it's been awhile since I last wrote poems. It must be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, there's nothing to blog about! BUT, I'll show you a picture of me as a Simpson. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rq2s6X1uWlI/AAAAAAAAAio/j-1bC5Vngs8/s1600-h/your_image.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rq2s6X1uWlI/AAAAAAAAAio/j-1bC5Vngs8/s320/your_image.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092916872457640530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pfthaha!That's me as a Simpson. Ew. It somehow reminds me of a women in a mid life crisis, how sad. Well, I got this from &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.xanga.com/nylsirhc"&gt;Chrislyn's&lt;/a&gt; blog and it's really interesting how they morph you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it out :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-8855181153589345812?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8855181153589345812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8855181153589345812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8855181153589345812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8855181153589345812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/world-spins-out-of-control-but-we-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rq2s6X1uWlI/AAAAAAAAAio/j-1bC5Vngs8/s72-c/your_image.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-5159256817729066291</id><published>2007-07-27T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:35.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is probably one of the best day of my life. It's not a miracle but a blessing and the Big Guy up there really do listens to your prayers. Long story short, I found my dog today and...&lt;br /&gt;&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;Thanks so much Darren :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqnzZX1uWfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Yx3f1V8osPw/s1600-h/Darren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqnzZX1uWfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Yx3f1V8osPw/s320/Darren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091868470940686834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You were really a great help and I can't thank you enough! I'll belanja you makan one day alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the girls for cheering me up when I was miserable and down. All your words of encouragement served well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqn3Fn1uWiI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/o6VefQFdEko/s1600-h/Picture+605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqn3Fn1uWiI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/o6VefQFdEko/s320/Picture+605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091872529684781602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqn3y31uWkI/AAAAAAAAAig/UsRtTlMeadE/s1600-h/Picture+609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqn3y31uWkI/AAAAAAAAAig/UsRtTlMeadE/s320/Picture+609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091873307073862210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqn3Yn1uWjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/7SLnIOGsgpc/s1600-h/Picture+588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqn3Yn1uWjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/7SLnIOGsgpc/s320/Picture+588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091872856102296114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly,thanks to the kind Aunty who saved Casper from the rain and huge cars that could have knock him flat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whoever that rare dogs, leash them up when your opening your gates. Especially the ones who owns miniature dogs, you know those dogs that can't be spotted by the naked eye cause' they're so tiny and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dopeylikemydog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay I'm so glad he's home cause' I can finally sleep soundly now :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-5159256817729066291?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/5159256817729066291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=5159256817729066291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5159256817729066291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5159256817729066291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-is-probably-one-of-best-day-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqnzZX1uWfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Yx3f1V8osPw/s72-c/Darren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8061077969831961782</id><published>2007-07-25T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:35.516-08:00</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;Have you seen this puppy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqcoAn1uWcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iVV98-MEbGI/s1600-h/Casper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqcoAn1uWcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iVV98-MEbGI/s320/Casper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091081894925064642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqcq2H1uWdI/AAAAAAAAAho/0pB3hnc45lY/s1600-h/Picture+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rqcq2H1uWdI/AAAAAAAAAho/0pB3hnc45lY/s320/Picture+370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091085013071321554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He went missing yesterday (24.07.2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He is a Miniature Schnauzer.&lt;br /&gt;Black fur, cream coloured from chest down to his paws.&lt;br /&gt;He is wearing a blue collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you have seen this puppy, please leave a comment asap on where you've seen him.&lt;br /&gt;Be on the look out if you are staying in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BU area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reward &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; be given to whoever that returns the puppy safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-8061077969831961782?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8061077969831961782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8061077969831961782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8061077969831961782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8061077969831961782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-you-seen-this-puppy-he-went.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqcoAn1uWcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iVV98-MEbGI/s72-c/Casper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-5753026536009433003</id><published>2007-07-22T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:38.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimpi yang sempurna.</title><content type='html'>What a music filled weekend, someone tune the music out of my head please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNJ9n1uWOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eG9TFN_jUgY/s1600-h/Picture+849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNJ9n1uWOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eG9TFN_jUgY/s320/Picture+849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089993326873958626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was eventful and not mundane like all the other weekends. Where should I start..Uh..So you heard about Hartamas's I.U day? If you didn't then you missed it, you missed it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, girls, practiced a lot for that particular day. It all paid off as usual :) First,practice was held at my place..&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNJvX1uWNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/RQoPt3P8hW0/s1600-h/Picture+847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNJvX1uWNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/RQoPt3P8hW0/s320/Picture+847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089993082060822738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNI9n1uWMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/7U-Y5kwAy7E/s1600-h/Picture+845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNI9n1uWMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/7U-Y5kwAy7E/s320/Picture+845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089992227362330818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our lazy Queen, Tall Kimmy, purple shirt Crys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then at Su Queen's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNKgH1uWPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/UjNGv2glR7A/s1600-h/Picture+854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNKgH1uWPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/UjNGv2glR7A/s320/Picture+854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089993919579445490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our last and final stop was Justine's. Her crib is off the hook, chain, whatever. It's just very comfortable and welcoming. I love your home,Justine. Invite me for a sleepover will you?!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNLfH1uWQI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Uj8JrAZghN4/s1600-h/Picture+856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNLfH1uWQI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Uj8JrAZghN4/s320/Picture+856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089995001911204098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNNw31uWVI/AAAAAAAAAgo/nkoeAGfwGkg/s1600-h/Picture+861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNNw31uWVI/AAAAAAAAAgo/nkoeAGfwGkg/s320/Picture+861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089997505877137746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spider fingers ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNNK31uWTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ep8pepEdQM0/s1600-h/Picture+879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNNK31uWTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ep8pepEdQM0/s320/Picture+879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089996853042108722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justwine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNPUX1uWWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/0mujrqz0i4k/s1600-h/Picture+881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNPUX1uWWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/0mujrqz0i4k/s320/Picture+881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089999215274121570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNNan1uWUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eyK4D9wg4vM/s1600-h/Picture+855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNNan1uWUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eyK4D9wg4vM/s320/Picture+855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089997123625048386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you're stressed and down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNM2H1uWSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HCHghieAnus/s1600-h/Picture+865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNM2H1uWSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HCHghieAnus/s320/Picture+865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089996496559823138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..you fool around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Practice was great and everyone went home happy. I actually packed my things so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt; for the next day that I scared myself silly. I'm actually a messy person by nature. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st(The big day). Know that it was a Saturday and I actually woke up at 7. 7am. AM. It's tiring just thinking about it.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNQFn1uWXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5nQzaAXQxnw/s1600-h/DSCN0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNQFn1uWXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5nQzaAXQxnw/s320/DSCN0921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090000061382678898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNQ-H1uWYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Eg5mNTVW9hI/s1600-h/DSCN0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNQ-H1uWYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Eg5mNTVW9hI/s320/DSCN0925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090001032045287810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kimmy,our skilled driver. Nic, ze bloggur. Crys, guitarist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Got ready and tralalala.. prance prance prance..We did our thang on stage. Check &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://www.xanga.com/pinkoppih"&gt;Crystal's&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://hollywoodhillsandsuburbanthrills.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rhema and Trina's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog for more exciting bits on Hartamas I.U day. I'm just really lazy to go through the tiniest details right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack came over to make music together. He has got the coolest piece of equipment, I forgot the name of the program but it edits sound and music that you've created.And for the trance and techno lovers out there,you can create techno with it too. Okay, am I the only one who's new to all this? :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNUW31uWZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZFRdzwQkTIk/s1600-h/Picture+887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNUW31uWZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZFRdzwQkTIk/s320/Picture+887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090004755781933458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed lyrics, so I went through all my ancient stuff. I eventually found a measly piece of paper with scribbles of lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNUyH1uWaI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/EPq2Lpdoq94/s1600-h/Picture+891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNUyH1uWaI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/EPq2Lpdoq94/s320/Picture+891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090005223933368738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our material.Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNWFn1uWbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JCP0rvYkqx4/s1600-h/Picture+890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNWFn1uWbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JCP0rvYkqx4/s320/Picture+890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090006658452445618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future biochemist&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(with a degree in music)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He strummed, I played the piano, we worked together and created our little own masterpiece.It took us approximately 3 and half hours to do that. Whoohoo! Success! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there will be no more fun to look forward to and I'm sure many of you know why. A warm blanket and a cup of hot milo is what I need now. Have a great week ahead!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-5753026536009433003?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/5753026536009433003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=5753026536009433003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5753026536009433003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5753026536009433003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/mimpi-yang-sempurna.html' title='Mimpi yang sempurna.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RqNJ9n1uWOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eG9TFN_jUgY/s72-c/Picture+849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-5997021898065021790</id><published>2007-07-19T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:38.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too many of you are turning 17. Stop already. STOP!&lt;br /&gt;Uh, so I'm post another one of those "Happy Birthday and then post one or two decent picture of the birthday boy/girl and explain why is he or she special." kinda post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again.Why not put up one..No, make that two obscene picture of the birthday boy.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp9yt4AyLfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/NE5EVXyxUdE/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp9yt4AyLfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/NE5EVXyxUdE/s320/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088912236407303666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mm,I guess the 1st picture isn't really that obscene. Just really funny.But I assure you the 2nd one is.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp90EYAyLgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/G7-8hlEWv3A/s1600-h/Picture+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp90EYAyLgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/G7-8hlEWv3A/s320/Picture+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088913722465988098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vicky dicks, hope you love the little card we made specially for you. haha! (Wait a sec, not like you're gonna read this. Doi.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;p&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/34255737-5997021898065021790?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/5997021898065021790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=5997021898065021790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5997021898065021790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5997021898065021790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/too-many-of-you-are-turning-17.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp9yt4AyLfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/NE5EVXyxUdE/s72-c/Picture+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-7701231160175696548</id><published>2007-07-18T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:38.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I tell mommy !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate that phrase. Probably one of the most annoying thing that could come out of your younger sibling's mouth. If you have younger sibling/s, you'd probably understand the aggravation. But some of you don't need to go through the torment..so let me word sketch it out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imagine this situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One beautiful Sunday morning, you're enjoying your favorite TV show, one that only happens once a week. And on your lap sat a bowl of golden cereal bathing in milk. You crunch away and warm the seat of your sofa. All is good when suddenly,some kid with a pony tail comes skipping along and grabs the remote control then changes the channel!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What in tar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nation!&lt;/span&gt; You scream and you yell and you pout at the thief  that stole the remote but it seems that she's deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you smack her on the head, she miraculously speaks(more like screams) those &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;3 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In honest truth, it isn't that bad. They are a bundle of joy and fun. Du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ring play time, it's the best time to bond and..seek revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For example, apply chunks and layers of make-up on their face or tie 3 pig tails instead of 1 for them then point fingers and laugh! (No I'm kidding, be nice now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp3BVYAyLcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/t7Tzw4dlK3U/s1600-h/Picture+833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp3BVYAyLcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/t7Tzw4dlK3U/s320/Picture+833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088435726965681602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp2_nIAyLbI/AAAAAAAAAew/8mcgJwXgniI/s1600-h/Picture+839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp2_nIAyLbI/AAAAAAAAAew/8mcgJwXgniI/s320/Picture+839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088433832885104050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings can be a little annoying at times but remember that we once were kids like them. Yeah, annoying little things. At the end of the day, I realize how much I need them cause a world without chaos just isn't right. :P&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp3D1YAyLeI/AAAAAAAAAfI/JHOUYTBdyls/s1600-h/Picture+843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp3D1YAyLeI/AAAAAAAAAfI/JHOUYTBdyls/s320/Picture+843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088438475744751074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you ready to get out of control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: courier new;"&gt;♥nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp29AYAyLaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/eKX6PMHP73Q/s1600-h/Picture+833.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/34255737-7701231160175696548?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/7701231160175696548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=7701231160175696548' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7701231160175696548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/7701231160175696548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-tell-mommy-i-hate-that-phrase.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rp3BVYAyLcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/t7Tzw4dlK3U/s72-c/Picture+833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1541858446797968302</id><published>2007-07-15T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:39.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wadduheck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What. A. Huge. Disappointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bad.Boring.BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hopefully his stage play will save us all.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rpob8oAyLZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/pSNv9vbB0bA/s1600-h/20070131_060349_celeb_danielradcliffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rpob8oAyLZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/pSNv9vbB0bA/s320/20070131_060349_celeb_danielradcliffe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087409457415204242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Yes, he is nude here and he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;plays a troubled stablehand who one night blinds six horses with a hoofpick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/34255737-1541858446797968302?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1541858446797968302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1541858446797968302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1541858446797968302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1541858446797968302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/wadduheck.html' title='Wadduheck!'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Rpob8oAyLZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/pSNv9vbB0bA/s72-c/20070131_060349_celeb_danielradcliffe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2502471869120117251</id><published>2007-07-11T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:39.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People. They really do change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 types. There are the ones who are ever changing, just like a&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Changing their colours to fit in to the surroundings, metaphorically similar to humans that change themselves to fit in a crowd of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpSLfUMDDDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ikbP9nk6VZM/s1600-h/Split_Decision_by_derekthehille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpSLfUMDDDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ikbP9nk6VZM/s320/Split_Decision_by_derekthehille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085843249319578674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are a walking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not only to their friends but to themselves as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other type would be the ones who just changes into a complete different person after a period of time. Usually this behavior occur only when they can't find their own identity. As a result they find bits and pieces of other people's personality to fit his/her own dents and hollowness.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpSMA0MDDEI/AAAAAAAAAeY/P12CkIOomtE/s1600-h/Insert_Soul_Here_by_AaronSmurfMurphy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpSMA0MDDEI/AAAAAAAAAeY/P12CkIOomtE/s320/Insert_Soul_Here_by_AaronSmurfMurphy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085843824845196354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31115598/?qo=320&amp;q=Split+person&amp;amp;qh=boost%3Apopular+age_sigma%3A24h+age_scale%3A5"&gt;Original Artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know how we try so hard to be someone we are not, just so we could belong? Here's a word of advise..be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lost today?&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/34255737-2502471869120117251?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2502471869120117251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2502471869120117251' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2502471869120117251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2502471869120117251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/people.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpSLfUMDDDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ikbP9nk6VZM/s72-c/Split_Decision_by_derekthehille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2519572048600002460</id><published>2007-07-08T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:39.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Hold your breath and then make a wish at the end of the tunnel."&lt;/span&gt; she said while steering the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Why?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Cause it might come true.&lt;/span&gt;" she added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"But this tunnel is freaking long!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't do it. I didn't want to suffocate to death before having my wish granted. Whatever happened to make a wish when you see a shooting star? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with the Shins today.But I sure got more than I bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gained for,cause' I finally met you! You looked absolutely great :) Hope to see you again sometime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys, meet my friend..&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&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpDiH0MDC7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/voJz65HDr3g/s1600-h/Picture+814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpDiH0MDC7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/voJz65HDr3g/s320/Picture+814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084812603197426610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orgasm In a Cup aka Green Tea El Cream da Bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It tasted like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gagagagaga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpDsSUMDDBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/EGojy7BPT5A/s1600-h/Picture+821.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpDsSUMDDBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/EGojy7BPT5A/s1600-h/Picture+821.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-2519572048600002460?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2519572048600002460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2519572048600002460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2519572048600002460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2519572048600002460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/hold-your-breath-and-then-make-wish-at.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RpDiH0MDC7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/voJz65HDr3g/s72-c/Picture+814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-9204085548733853443</id><published>2007-07-06T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:40.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feels like death. Death I tell you! That pungent smell that floats across the room,boredom. Sheering into my flesh so slowly that even if I screamed, it couldn't possibly save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get me outa here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ekkh..This window here is the only portal to the outside world for now. Shuddap la, just let me complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I watched "The Kill" music video today and I think I might have just unraveled the weird and confusing storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is about losing your mind. How do I know this? Jerad Leto told me so, yes he did. Jealous much?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4RgkMDC1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/hQ1-wa2fGnQ/s1600-h/jared_leto_98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4RgkMDC1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/hQ1-wa2fGnQ/s320/jared_leto_98.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084020280515562322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. So I'm gonna basically tell you what's the video about if you haven't watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music video shows the band exploring a hotel which they have rented out. A letter from the hotel owner tells the band to "Enjoy your stay and please stay out of Room 6277." Well, who in the world listens to instructions in movies or in this case, music videos right? They ignored the warning and ventured into.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Room 6277&lt;/span&gt;. Dum dum dum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4TKkMDC2I/AAAAAAAAAco/ZTKpttEqyw0/s1600-h/30SecondsToMarsnewWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4TKkMDC2I/AAAAAAAAAco/ZTKpttEqyw0/s320/30SecondsToMarsnewWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084022101581695842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the opening of the door, each band member begins to experience the effects of the room. You know at the start of the video Jerad said 'there's not gonna be a single f*cking soul.' But what do you know, the hotel is filled with twins.. in tuxedos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4WLEMDC4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/B1tZxqQO4uw/s1600-h/30_seconds_to_mars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4WLEMDC4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/B1tZxqQO4uw/s320/30_seconds_to_mars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084025408706513794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video reaches its climax when the tuxedoed band mates are shown performing the song in the hotel's ballroom in front of a crowd of elegantly dressed crowd dancing with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it all make sense now?Probably not, but atleast I understand it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 6277 is used for the room number because it spells out "Mars" on a telephone keypad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4XS0MDC6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/sSK7lzpwwhI/s1600-h/Birthday+Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4XS0MDC6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/sSK7lzpwwhI/s320/Birthday+Girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084026641362127778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hah.Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-9204085548733853443?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/9204085548733853443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=9204085548733853443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/9204085548733853443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/9204085548733853443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/feels-like-death.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Ro4RgkMDC1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/hQ1-wa2fGnQ/s72-c/jared_leto_98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-2558673777363440895</id><published>2007-07-03T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:40.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They see me rolling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who's rolling in her MyVi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosYvEMDCvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/HWLjhIFzYsQ/s1600-h/Picture+796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosYvEMDCvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/HWLjhIFzYsQ/s320/Picture+796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083183801274927858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's right. She has got the license to drive :) Burst into my room and 'surprised' me! Well like what any buddy would do, I sat in her MyVi with my huge baggy T and placed my life in her hands. I trust you la okay :P&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosZqUMDCwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1SsBcHuFaoA/s1600-h/Picture+794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosZqUMDCwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1SsBcHuFaoA/s320/Picture+794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083184819182177026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who da driver?Who da driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Her Mommay was guiding her along the way while I sat behind snapping photos.Nyeheh! Half way through our ride, the fuel tank sign started blinking. I'm no rocket scientist but I think that indicated that we needed to pump in some juice. Fast.&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosbUUMDCxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/lr1INFgijVA/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosbUUMDCxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/lr1INFgijVA/s320/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083186640248310546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunty Joyce and Kizzay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kimmy parked the car. Parked her car. Parked it! At a good distance beside the petrol pumping thingamajig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Roseb0MDCzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/G56oLE2e6OY/s1600-h/Picture+801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Roscj0MDCyI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKc96JEkUbk/s320/Picture+797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083188006047910690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I press this button,yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After pumping in some juice, we chose our second target..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Roseb0MDCzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/G56oLE2e6OY/s1600-h/Picture+801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/Roseb0MDCzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/G56oLE2e6OY/s320/Picture+801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083190067632212786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have taken her 'surprised' face, it was priceless! The ride from here was pretty bumpy,we laughed so hard our bellies were aching. Well, mine was at least. One round and a few chuckles later, we fared Crystal goodbye. Last but not least, moi had to go home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch for the ride of my life!  It was kinda weird seeing you drive cause' we usually sit at the back and let our parents do the steering. Shucks! Time flies like..I duno..like real fast! I'm lost for words. Well you're one awesome driver and you should surprise us more often ;D Haha&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/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosjIEMDC0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/GS0yUpN4T_w/s1600-h/Picture+803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosjIEMDC0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/GS0yUpN4T_w/s320/Picture+803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083195225887935298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big girls do drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s Vroommm HONK! Vroooomm HONK! Vrooom HONK! AND 'eh guard, tolong buka gate untuk dia.' haha x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;♥nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/34255737-2558673777363440895?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/2558673777363440895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=2558673777363440895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2558673777363440895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/2558673777363440895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/07/they-see-me-rolling_03.html' title='They see me rolling..'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RosYvEMDCvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/HWLjhIFzYsQ/s72-c/Picture+796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-1884159245956712388</id><published>2007-06-28T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:41.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So life's been boring lately. That explains the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long hours of studying is a bore,I don't know how you smartie-pants do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beginning of my studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RofDdkMDCtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4eQHJEGNH0w/s1600-h/Picture+786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RofDdkMDCtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4eQHJEGNH0w/s320/Picture+786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082245617208724178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Few hours and an eye sore later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RofETEMDCuI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/cOV0Gz8RA24/s1600-h/Picture+785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RofETEMDCuI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/cOV0Gz8RA24/s320/Picture+785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082246536331725538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you what's NOT a bore, everybody going on and On and ON about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;! I thought to myself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's the big ass deal&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Oh how wrong was I..&lt;br /&gt;It was not what I anticipated and was beyond my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;It was more than meets the eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be the black sheep in the bunch, please.. Just get the damn tickets already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Transformers II&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. That sounded so cool :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah. Yet ANOTHER tag from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Justine. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Crystal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Chrislyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Darren&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Elvin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Graham&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Hoong Chun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;HuaYu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Jerald&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Joel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Josh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Justine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Kimmy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Mich&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Pui Kuan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Su Queen &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Suraj &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Sean Ooi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Shaun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;The Lah Family&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Victor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you meet 14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ?[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PuiKuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;-Oh.. We go way back. Back when the words that I said or rather, spat were gibberish and saliva spitting splutters. She has always been there for me in every single thing :)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if you never met 1 ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-GASP! I would be taking my undang test alone. And there will be less of a person to share my mouthful of complains to. :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;color:aqua;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-I would be more than happy to plan their wedding and then maybe make a reality show out of it. Joel, let me know when you want it done alright? :) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Did you ever liked 19 ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;color:teal;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Yeah. Since the first time I met them :D They always make me feel welcome and loved. Ehehe. Right kimmy? :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;re&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Loud. At times. Haha he’s also a nice bloke always claiming that he’s round not fat. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Great jogging buddy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;color:blue;"  &gt;ra&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Yeah! He one hunky dory hottie. Jerald never seems to agree with me on that though. :\&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me something about 7.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;uaYu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-A person with random thoughts and laughs at every single random thing he randomly sees.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know 12's family ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ki&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Hah? Yeah.. The Lah Family la. Awesome bunch :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is 18's favorite thing to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-I have no idea. I’m guessing chilling with his buddies and stuff..?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What would you do if 11 confesses he/she likes you ?[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-I already knew that long before you did! Plus, I like her too la. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is 9 going out with ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-With Elvin. What are you going to tell Victor huh you lousy two timer?! Heheheh just kidding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How old is 16 now ? [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; -He just turned 17 a few weeks ago. :D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13 ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Few days ago in school.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's 2 favourite band/singer ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-I duno la. I’m going to take a wild guess and say.. Aslyn?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you date 4 ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-He’s taken. But I know he always had something for me. HAHA! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you date 7 ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-AHEM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is 15 single ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;S&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;ue&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Nope. She’s taken by us girls ;P Okay la, yes she is. Do you smell testosterones? That’s cause’ men are swarming around her. Be quick to get her number&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's 10's last name ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:olive;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Be Gosh. Haha I duno la, he never did let me know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with 13? [&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-She taken la. And we are in a serious friendship right now, does that count? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which school does 3 goes to ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;re&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-The same school I’m in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where does 6 lives ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HoongChun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-BU area.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your favorite thing about 5 ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Hah? You mean what I like about Graham? Well, he’s a nice guy and he treats &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; well and loves her unconditionally..RIGHT?!o.0 I’m sure you do Graham :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done done done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;♥nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/34255737-1884159245956712388?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/1884159245956712388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=1884159245956712388' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1884159245956712388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/1884159245956712388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-lifes-been-boring-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RofDdkMDCtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4eQHJEGNH0w/s72-c/Picture+786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-8052821305713739609</id><published>2007-06-25T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T01:32:00.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;I got tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/justwinee"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;Five things found inside your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;a&lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;-Why do you need to know? Ah fine.A compact, to check if I've got any unwanted things hanging from my face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-My purse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-My handphone. It is essential!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-Earrings. Just in case of outing emergencies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-Dust.Probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;Five things found inside your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Moola/Lettuce/Greens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-Folded paper with doodles on em'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-Picture of my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-Discount cards which I hardly use. They are currently collecting.. (read 5th item)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;-Dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;Five things that you are currently into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Make-up. It's like art but with your face as the paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-The "Would you rather.." game. Heh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Getting tickets to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ocean's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt; What are the odds of getting even? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Learning to juggle bowling balls while ridding on a unicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Dust. Haha I'm kidding :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;Five songs you're currently into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Stuck on you by Paramore/Failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Lip Gloss by Lil Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Modern Myth by 30 seconds to Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Creep(Acoustic) by Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Tear Drop by Massive Attack&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And lastly,an additional one for your entertainment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;Five things you shouldn't do when your in bed doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you-know-what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Fart. The only sound you should be making is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Have candles. Sounds dangerous don't you think? Unless you want some love inferno going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Fake an orgasm. (Okay maybe you can sometimes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Use the term "Shag me babyy.." HAHA! No it's not sexy and no Austin Powers is not a sex symbol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;-Thinking of dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;♥nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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/34255737-8052821305713739609?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/8052821305713739609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=8052821305713739609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8052821305713739609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/8052821305713739609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/06/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-5765284491020524134</id><published>2007-06-22T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T02:22:56.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are you falling into a deep depression? Can't take life's overwhelming piles of shit anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Cry no more as I've found the perfect solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=O34HwKn0vx4"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=l3COsH_NzxQ"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it and thank me later. Enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34255737-5765284491020524134?l=iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/feeds/5765284491020524134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34255737&amp;postID=5765284491020524134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5765284491020524134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34255737/posts/default/5765284491020524134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iflifecouldbring.blogspot.com/2007/06/are-you-falling-into-deep-depression.html' title=''/><author><name>nicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708794863608782036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RjIQ0VOkLRI/AAAAAAAAANo/RTKdXO-cZ0U/s320/trala2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34255737.post-3433905533261396026</id><published>2007-06-19T01:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:41.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck on you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stuck on you til' the end of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That song is stuck in my head and is being played over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes..Just the way I like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school today. Which was far from a mistake cause' my face was buried in this breath taking, intense novel by Jodi Picoult called The 10th circle .It was definitely better than sitting in class pretending to listen to teachers teach.Anyway, The story line really had me at the edge of my seat. Thanks Queen for borrowing it to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RnpJK4FM8LI/AAAAAAAAAa4/K-iHP-Ggvjk/s1600-h/tenth-circle-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RnpJK4FM8LI/AAAAAAAAAa4/K-iHP-Ggvjk/s320/tenth-circle-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078451981015380146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt; with my bro and sis yesterday night. Haha! I hear people screaming,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"OUTDATED"&lt;/span&gt; from a mile away right now.  It was pretty good, I never thought that I would enjoy these gory,blood splattering,gut busting type of movies. Though some parts were just too much.. I had to cover their(bro and sis) eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RnpLdYFM8MI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VhmRAu8CHc0/s1600-h/300poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kIIS1ZB-aL8/RnpLdYFM8MI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VhmRAu8CHc0/s320/300poster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078454497866215618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy joy joy. Mommay is coming back today! YES! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Enough of me being the 'mother' at home.It's time for her to go back to her duties.Funny, it wasn't that bad taking over her 'job'.&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't scream and give my siblings an earful when they've done a bad deed like how she does it.Cause all I get in return is a sore throat and scoffs from the little trouble makers.&lt;br /&gt;A true mother scream and you'll find the ground move under your feet!&lt;br /&gt;And I can't order the maid to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; what I want her to do.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make things perfect like how Mommay does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm not ready to be a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her time away from us just made me appreciate her and understand her job as a mother more clearly. Thanks Mom. You better come back with awesome gifts for us! :P&lt;b
