<?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-38774802</id><updated>2011-08-09T07:29:38.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NON SUNDAY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-4573778069590919129</id><published>2010-03-18T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:23:00.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i stumbled on a critical family ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry friend, i never realised that you are going through all this with your family, it makes me feel bad for not being able to be there when you need a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;only till the point when i read about it, did i realise your strong front to cope with all the negativity thats happening to your surrounding. the misunderstandings accumulated from your sister, must have been an added burden to your current situation. the pain of a possibility of losing your father, must have been a trauma to your everyday life and of course not to mention your grandmother whom is feeling tremendously affected in addition to her inevitable aging illness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for all this and prays that you would have the strength to walk through all this crisis and see a sliver lining as soon as possible. im definitely here if im needed at any point of time but in the meantime, please bear this mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS TOO, SHALL PASS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-4573778069590919129?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4573778069590919129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=4573778069590919129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4573778069590919129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4573778069590919129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2010/03/family-today-i-stumbled-on-critical.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-5335364370116511933</id><published>2010-03-15T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:43:41.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HIDDEN BLOGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise many friends' blogs are hidden! now im lost to whose i can read. i cant find the mail that you may have sent to invite me OR if you think that i no longer read blogs... well i occasionally do update myself with your lives SO maybe you can reinvite me again? =D&lt;br /&gt;or start doing so if you hadnt sent that mail over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a dumbfounded situation. i dont know how to start a conversation with him to break my bond. it gets so hard to even get a chance to sit down and talk things over calmly. yes, its not settled yet, it has been dangling there since new year and its getting too draggy for me that i cant take it anymore! honestly, i dont know why im in such a tight situation BUT thats what is happening now~ i need a break.&lt;br /&gt;PS. this is definitely not about BGR, so you dont even need to think it in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps these few days have been to cheery for me that im losing the momentum to work too. i had many many relaxing days off and now that my mind is in a lost transition, it maybe a good time to change an environment too! i enjoy the company that im having now, either msn chats or meal buddies that are often kinda impromtu~ and of course the night chat at vivo roof garden with long-time friends made a superb memories to look back too! that night, we shared many stuffs with one another and not forgetting the joking moments where we would all laugh together.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally feel like i have a life, and im leading it my way now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-5335364370116511933?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5335364370116511933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=5335364370116511933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5335364370116511933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5335364370116511933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2010/03/hidden-blogs-i-realise-many-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7237985057901484631</id><published>2010-03-02T12:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:59:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WEEKEND NIGHT FEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a blast during the weekend, literally, mentally and physically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dollies had a chalet to celebrate our TAO in welcoming his 30th birthday! i would proudly announce the fact that the 2 lovebirds were the best host of the year! decorations, lightsticks, SOUND SYSTEM, food, alcohol, drinks, first aid kit, whatever you need, kath will tell you "wait ar" and you would know she was confident that she had already prepared them beforehand! the thing that shocked me was when miao said she was feeling slightly hot on the forehead, kath would disappear into her room and appear again with a 'koolfever' pad! and of course she also provided me with a mosquito spray that i would definitely suffer without it throughout the chalet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had also many many food prepared to make sure no one is starved and of course the strawberry cake that she sourced high and low for, was very very delicious especially with the generous numbers of strawberries on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and back to the sound system...&lt;br /&gt;its 30kg and the chalet was 3 storeys high! imagine longge up and down with it, very tedious but i guess all's paid off because everyone did enjoyed its companion! the blast with clubbing music is fantastic! the atmosphere with dim twinkling lightings and rotating colourful disco ball made the night even cosy for everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played cards and chips too and the comical moment would arrive whenever a person wins! they would greedily "supp" the center pool of chips and that scene is always super funny! haha cant wait to have another chalet again! i had a good time last weekend despite a few hiccups but i will get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then see you all soon! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-7237985057901484631?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7237985057901484631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=7237985057901484631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7237985057901484631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7237985057901484631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-night-fever-i-had-blast-during.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-1707668656259526133</id><published>2010-02-25T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:34:44.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CHECK UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im practically doing the same things everyday! SHHHHH~ watch tv, eat maggi, stalk people on facebook and reading blogs. i think my limps are rotting... OH and drinking everything else but WATER :D&lt;br /&gt;rusty rusty all over, i bet its time to go servicing and visit a doctor for check-up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially after yesterday when i got literally pissed off by one person.&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me, i think boys going through the start of a new phrase in life with someone, somehow undergoes a change in cells in their body too, they tend to narrow their perspective and immune to friends' feelings (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; we 4 promised its a secret! stop telling me when others knew about it was "nothing wrong what..."&lt;/span&gt;) and seriously suffer from brain damage because he used to slap his chest and agrees that "friends over lublub" and now its as though he had gotten term memory loss and only say "ermmmm... maybe i think i did changed" &lt;strong&gt;I AM DISAPPOINTED IN YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, looks like i got infected by you too. memory lost that we have been good buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i decided to make an appointment to a clinic, in case i might get high blood pressure, im sure it was boiling for a period of time from last night. im going to go into the clinic and tell the receptionist behind the counter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi. im not sick, i just want to see your doctor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-1707668656259526133?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/1707668656259526133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=1707668656259526133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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funny funny things just come out and piles up like a giant joke that we just end up keep laughing at one another all over again, without the need to utter another word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the only angry thing yday was, for the first time in my life, i finally had a feeling that i was so stuck at somewhere and i couldnt move a slight bit by myself! i practically felt the whole burden slowly processing through my back heel and i was left there dumbstruck~ did you ever felt an instant when you got stuck at the feet yet you could feel your body being slowly pulled by a moving object? it sucks! i think something serious might happen if someone dint shout "stop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had not forsaken me though, im fine now, still one piece =) i love dollies once again! all the support to ripe that cabbie apart, was already very consoling to my little little footsy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im super bad at bills! the AXS machine is always packed and full that totally discourages me to line up obediently... therefore poof! whenever i decided to do it the next time, i conveniently forgot all about it almost instantly!&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY this is a recognised illness that a person can suffer from........ i am more than willing to gladly announced that im fortunately diagnosed with IT haha, maybe i will get a waiver for late charges &lt;s&gt;all the time&lt;/s&gt;! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-5316874178026212818?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5316874178026212818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=5316874178026212818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5316874178026212818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5316874178026212818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-piece-still-as-usual-its-always-so.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-2617999463857565252</id><published>2010-02-23T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:24:02.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NO POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long since i last post here. forgot all about blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very free now. my mother has been asking me if i know what im going to do next. she doesnt want me to stay at home to increase the electricity bills at home, zzzz..... why do mothers love to give unconstructive reasons when they dont really mean it and most importantly, she dont have to pay for them anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been facebook stalking people recently, oops! and its kinda not as fun as i thought. probably im not that 38 after all haha but i do admit facebook is a very horrible network tool, you just seem to "know" what your friends are doing though you havent seen or heard them for ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just today, i found out that my friend is already pregnant and due in may! power of facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for dollies meetup later. actually im not feeling well at all because i have a pain in the ass and it hurts! cant wait for it to be over because i have been feeling moody with it around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love super junior's SORRY SORRY! its a very catchy song and its in my head now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss angels! time flies, its already 2010 and counting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-2617999463857565252?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2617999463857565252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=2617999463857565252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/2617999463857565252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/2617999463857565252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-post-so-long-since-i-last-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-864163207354538253</id><published>2009-12-22T07:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:53:50.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never had a better weekend than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played wii! super love it! the motion was so real that i totally felt like i had exercised which had been since years since i last sweated out while doing vigorous moves to my body! playing ddr again feels really old school and reminds me of sec school days where i would go to the arcade and play or even at gong's house because we were the only two who would crazily play it while the others just watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss those carefree days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting the boxing part! beware~ i am violent haha! which i have potentially displayed my 'talent' right before those wii games =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting we ended the night with LUNAR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jonathan house for housewarming, really love it loads! it felt very welcoming and with the endless efforts of christmas decorations in the house, i finally felt this festive season around the corner! i love the way the christmas tree was done, purple decos are perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part was his partner, james!&lt;br /&gt;he is amazing and im totally mesmized by his fingers haha, because they are very versatile on the piano, he is sooo talented and i have never felt that way on someone before! on top of that, he is very well-mannered and gentlemanly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and not forgeting, they had FOUR cats, and totally beautiful ones! those with very nice fur! or should i say they did a superb job to upkeep them =D&lt;br /&gt;made me feel like owning one at the spur of moment haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to minds cafe with my darlings~&lt;br /&gt;never fail to make my night! we laughed and screamed, now im still feeling the sore in my throat but its totally worth it! not to mention the staff were excellent too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WADA WADA...&lt;br /&gt;OOO LULULU...&lt;br /&gt;UNDANEH EEBA...&lt;br /&gt;PSSST...&lt;br /&gt;AH AH GUA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-864163207354538253?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/864163207354538253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=864163207354538253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/864163207354538253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/864163207354538253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-never-had-better-weekend-than-this.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-838078535314521781</id><published>2009-12-16T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:27:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHERE'S THE ROSES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, many a times, life is not a bed of roses. we are not able to choose the people we meet but we can choose the way we treat them. likewise, i want to leave a passable good impression of myself on others but well, you can never be 'nice' to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been reflecting, what kinda impression did i leave on others? let say at work. some feels that i shouldnt quit, some feels i should. oh and a particularly bad female colleague wishes i would immediately leave... nevertheless, im thankful for everything that this company and environment have allowed me to achieve and thus leading and now leaving me in a junction somehow different from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to apply for a new job soon. whenever i think of this issue, everything seems to be a whirlpool, what other jobs would give me the freedom i want and the high satisfactory returns i have been getting? humans are the irony themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in conclusion, if you are to ask me, i need a totally new change in environment. i wish to get myself actively involve in another form of trade where i can keep up in times and learn to feel more teenage amongst those young at heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-838078535314521781?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/838078535314521781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=838078535314521781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/838078535314521781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/838078535314521781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheres-roses-frankly-speaking-many.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-3029043889738272639</id><published>2009-12-11T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:14:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLANK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to leaving the country because i really feel kinda stuck in singapore. everything i see around me are just not fascinating enough to motivate me that "tomorrow will be a better day!"&lt;br /&gt;its like driving down the streets and you know what building or house you are gonna see next. its a totally very mundane lifestyle that im starting to hate.&lt;br /&gt;and definitely no offense to those who leads an even more mundane life as compared to me. im just not happy on my bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i did something extraordinary yday =D&lt;br /&gt;i went to QUEUE for shiseido stock sales at orchard with dollies~ honestly i have never QUEUED for make-ups because i dont really have the "thing" for make ups, definitely not because im a natural beauty but i dont really know how to maximise their full potential on my face, esp eye shadow. they are relatively cheap but i dint get any in the end because it would only be a waste of money. (oh i do have one set from gong last christmas- "twinkling" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunared AGAIN haha! with them.&lt;br /&gt;its always an envy to see my friend enjoying the company of her idol on stage, the feeling of support for him from her, its really heartwarming... cant remember how long i have never felt that way, for having people to support whatever i do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-3029043889738272639?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3029043889738272639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=3029043889738272639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/3029043889738272639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/3029043889738272639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/12/blank-im-looking-forward-to-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-5128320113513394073</id><published>2009-11-28T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:12:08.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally back to blogging. i finally got a day off and stayed entirely at home to rest since 3months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to resign and quit my current job. its not that i hate it but im really tired from it. it has become something i gradually detest and do not be mistaken that i dont like to design already, but i just do not like the job scope anymore. i dont feel happy at all and thats the major factor which concludes to my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it is about time for me to slow down my pace in life. my friend commented that i was leading a highway life. i definitely agree. im not leading a normal 22year old girl life at all. i do not have the luxury to do what most of you are doing in my perspective. its not that i complain or want to envy you but after going through everything i have been leading for the past two years, i have learnt that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets say about my sudden visit to church. i know i do not portray myself as an avid believer of christ to anyone at all because it amazed me how much God's words are full of positive point of views. my colleague who believes in christ once told me a story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there were two christians who went to church. when it was their turn to give tidings, one gave $200 and another only gave 20cents." when i heard of this, i was like 20cents?! so little! then he continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the guy who gave $200 was a successful businessman. he owns a listed company and to him, $200 is just a small sum of money. however, for the man who gave 20cents, that was his everything. he gave whatever he had to the Lord"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got me thinking, i realised its never about the amount of the possessions we have at hand, but instead the value of the thing we own.&lt;br /&gt;to me, i have lost time.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to regain my freedom back!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-5128320113513394073?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5128320113513394073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=5128320113513394073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5128320113513394073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5128320113513394073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-im-finally-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-1884001947100164614</id><published>2009-08-24T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:01:47.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ORGANISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally planning out my daily planner like im supposed to do this and that at certain timings of the day and it helps! i never knew it works lor, now im so convinced~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is really not enough. in another 3+ months time, it would be christmas! and i just dont want to face this reality because i dont even feel like i have put my front 8months into good use =( its like i blurly went through the past months, doing useless things that wasted my time and money and in the end, i dont even remember much about it! to those who knows what im talking about... YES i meant that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when was the last time you did something for the first time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in another six days time, im going to do something for the first time ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-1884001947100164614?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/1884001947100164614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=1884001947100164614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/1884001947100164614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/1884001947100164614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/08/organizer-im-finally-planning-out-my.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-2547735409816284373</id><published>2009-08-23T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:12:03.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, facebook got this application on "God wants you to know" kind of messages daily.. its computer-generated posts BUT it just always so &lt;strong&gt;coincidentally&lt;/strong&gt; pinpoint the thing that i happen to be feeling really vexed over and the pop-up messages in turn gives advices &lt;strong&gt;Just Like That&lt;/strong&gt;. im really totally 100%ly amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On this day of your life, Jacqueline, we believe God wants you to know...&lt;br /&gt;... that decision is only wishful thinking until you take that first irreversible step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell yourself that you have already decided, that nothing now can stop you, but if that step backwards is so much safer than step forwards, what will hold you true to your path when the going gets tough? Sometimes, the right thing to do is to take that first irreversible step, the one after which you cannot go back. And now, for you, is one of those times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, random news!&lt;br /&gt;im into botaks recently~ not the tekong kind (as referred by meixi) but the Pitbull kind haha! he has the kind of charisma that will attract my second look. i met one on the plane and when he talks to his friend, he spoke with a very composed tone (no singlish at all!) and cool way that i cant help but eavesdrop which i happen to not understand a single word, because its in cantonese BUT who cares because he just seems to sound so freaking MAN and confident and &lt;strong&gt;i like it&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like Pitbull, i totally love his songs! and when i browsed them on Youtube, it dawns to me that those songs i often hear at clubs but dont know whose the singer kind... is by HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY to PITBULL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know you want me, you know i want cha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-2547735409816284373?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2547735409816284373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=2547735409816284373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/2547735409816284373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/2547735409816284373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-facebook-got-this-application.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-1644236959628288833</id><published>2009-08-14T12:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:49:12.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Korean superstar, Rain, might step in Bruce Lee's shoes if all things go according to plan for Hollywood moviemakers Warner Bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warner Bros will film a remake of the Bruce Lee 1973 classic, Enter the Dragon. There were plans for a remake two years ago and the company invited Kurt Sutter to co-produce the film. Sutter revealed that the remake will be titled Awaken the Dragon and will have a slightly modified story that involves a couple of FBI officers chasing after a Shaolin monk, who accidentally enters the bloody underground world of martial arts. He hopes that the film will be able to aptly portray the brutality of martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to reports by latinoreview, sources have revealed that Warner Bros are keen to have Rain take up the Shaolin monk role, played by Bruce Lee in the original. They are said to be very pleased with his performance in upcoming movie, Ninja Assassin, which is due to debut in America during late November. The Korean star is currently based in America and is trying to develop a career in Hollywood. With a couple of Hollywood movies under his belt, it won't be long before the Korean actor finally carves a name for himself in the American industry. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nong nong time i havent heard about Rain's news or update and to think that when i login to Yahoo! today, it would appear his news! i thought he has retired or something but NO! &lt;strong&gt;he is actually working even harder&lt;/strong&gt; to get recognised in Hollywood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im so proud of him =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must too! get motivated and work on my goals in life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-1644236959628288833?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/1644236959628288833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=1644236959628288833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/1644236959628288833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/1644236959628288833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/08/news-korean-superstar-rain-might-step.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7984935480480275142</id><published>2009-08-12T03:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:55:11.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving at night is really shiok when the music on the radiostation start thumping something you are familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight sean paul's SO FINE is just right! love the music and all the wind just compliments it along the way. over lunch, my colleagues and i started chatting about goals and dreams in life. its a boring topic to start with honestly, but its really amazing how the topic always evolve into something funny and ridiculous at the end of everything but you tend to learn something too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read a quote somewhere (again) that goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;"many people see things that happen and ask why, just a handful see things that dont happen and ask why not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a goal in life and starting to ask myself this question...&lt;br /&gt;YA WHY NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we live for dreams and only with dreams will we truly live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-7984935480480275142?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7984935480480275142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=7984935480480275142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7984935480480275142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7984935480480275142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughts-driving-at-night-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7564033254494395859</id><published>2009-08-11T09:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:17:21.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GIVE THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im no longer emo-ing in my post and im no longer pessimistic about myself~&lt;br /&gt;i attended a church service at city harvest on sunday morning and its surprising to know that the topic of the day was on GIVING THANKS. its a hairstanding experience that this service for the day was about the sinners of the past to put down your baggage and be ready to receive the forgiveness of God, give thanks and praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to explain but its amazing how the words of God always come in so 'coincidental' that you would not believe the power of his presence. my colleague is a faithful christian and he has talked to me on a few occasions, some things have struck me and through this period, im feel that i have been changing for the better already. its like im finally able to walk out of my dark clouds and receive the warmth from the sun again, unclouded or confused anymore and it feels really great =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first obvious example is that &lt;strong&gt;im back with full motivation for my work&lt;/strong&gt; and im glad to have made new friends along the way too.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;i want to meet my dollies and angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and GERALDINEMOO who is back too from San Frans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me what i have achieved for year 2009...&lt;br /&gt;i would tell you, my eight months have been wasted on dwellings and more dwellings BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS BETTER LATE THAN NEVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the good things are just getting started =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-7564033254494395859?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7564033254494395859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=7564033254494395859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7564033254494395859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7564033254494395859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-jacq-i-feel-im-back-not-as-in-back.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-6256351771253381704</id><published>2009-08-04T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:44:11.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in 7months, i did my first OT (willingly)! and im so happy, i finally found my drive back and im feeling really excited about it. not that i havent been working hard for the past few months, but i havent been work hard ENOUGH and now that im feeling the need to restart my motivation, i finally feel alive again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im slightly more disciplined now and havent been going around dialing my mobile phone away to wander around at night with anyone but i can do occasional dinners, those healthy timings... hmm maybe just no more P.S Cafe as what xiaohan had mentioned on FB haha, because i do argee we had an overdose of the So-so-so-yummy cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its a brand new start for the month of August and im hopeful for good things to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note on the 7th of August, the world closck will read a set of numbers that will only happen once in a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;123456789&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12:34:56 07/08/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you be doing at that special moment? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-6256351771253381704?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6256351771253381704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=6256351771253381704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6256351771253381704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6256351771253381704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/08/ot-for-first-time-in-7months-i-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-6172369428591172901</id><published>2009-08-02T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:32:35.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHUANG XI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received a very happy message yday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG GE HAS PROPOSED TO OUR MISSY KATH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to this very loving couple and i will wish you nothing but the BEST! also, my aunt has cfm-ed my cousin's wedding dinner banquet on the 25th oct and im going to be a "sister" again for the second time this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW? A female cannot be a 'Sister' for any weddings for more than 3 times if not they will not be able to get married? i heard this saying only when i had already been the 'sister' TWICE for friends who need help. BUT how about my angels? dollies? boobies? haha i want to be all of their 'sister' too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i decided to HECK IT and continue to share all the special once in a lifetime moments to anyone who needs my help =)&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME ASK ME KATH if im required haha~&lt;br /&gt;i just love to see happily ever afters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-6172369428591172901?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6172369428591172901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=6172369428591172901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6172369428591172901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6172369428591172901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/08/shuang-xi-i-received-very-happy-message.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-6869390154967085820</id><published>2009-07-31T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:39:34.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOOD SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a good night sleep yday! =)&lt;br /&gt;i feel today is a total brand new day and a hopeful one too. PLUS i have thought of what im going to design for my new shop too, SO happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have decided to go HK with niuniu.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break and im going to ditch whether it affects my work or not because i will try as much as possible to cover them well before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN OLD FRIEND mentioned that i have changed though he havent been talking to me at all, i did think about what you were saying yday during the moments before i fell asleep, though you dint say it was for the worst, but i think i can relate to what you are trying to say. i have become not so positive and simple-minded as before when you knew me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what has working life and environment made me... how can i not give myself a break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im slurping my yakult now and looking out of my window, its a sunny day with great clouds and im going to stay positive now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-6869390154967085820?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6869390154967085820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=6869390154967085820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6869390154967085820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6869390154967085820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-sleep-i-had-good-night-sleep-yday.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-4454588239852609334</id><published>2009-07-30T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:17:32.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND SO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life may not be the party we hoped for,but while we’re here we might as well dance”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across this quote online. indeed, we should live everyday to the fullest with no regret because no one can rewind lost time and there is more to life than increasing its speed.&lt;br /&gt;initially i was still vexing over some matters but i am growing out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one picture really speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;i have never believed what others say, giving you the benefit of all doubt but it was only till i saw that picture, i finally got the message.&lt;br /&gt;getting hurt is nothing big but not being able to recover is a bigger problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its part and parcel of life that you go through experiences and learning from it. how many yesterdays can you always look back to?&lt;br /&gt;so look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till niuniu is back so we can finally complete the THING that we have been planning since dinosaur years ago.&lt;br /&gt;IT is a statement, not a style.&lt;br /&gt;Getting it is a journey, not a destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-4454588239852609334?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4454588239852609334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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AGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i went for my first movie with friends in group like after SO long! (not counting the one in genting OSIM style &lt;3! ) because it used to be just me and 'him' in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the show was great! i laughed so hard i dint know how to stop and its really paiseh! BUT because not much people are in the theatre thus though i was at the fourth row from the back, not much people were in front of me too, so i dint bother to care about image (in case some people will turn around to catch sight of which unglam idiot was with their unglam laughter), I just totally LOL; LAUGH OUT LOUD throughout! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent felt so carefree and im enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;now im just brainstorming how to sleep WELL~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-4086217640780280008?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4086217640780280008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=4086217640780280008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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experiencing insomnia too. i cant sleep well at all. its either i get awaken in the middle of the night or i got chased in my dreams and forced awake in shock or i wake up drooling over i-dont-know-what OR dreaming about people around me saying stuffs that i dread to hear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this is getting crazy because my eyebags are getting an obvious bonus and darker than ever =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been sleeping well since last week actually.&lt;br /&gt;monday was 4am&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was 4am&lt;br /&gt;wednesday about 5am&lt;br /&gt;thursday (after TMX unofficial celeb) going 4am&lt;br /&gt;friday nearly 5am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends was an unsuccessful attempts of early nights because i slept at 9pm but woke up at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;yday about 3am too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOO HOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, does dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;if yes, i feel threatened from all my nightmares!&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-515006442319877891</id><published>2009-07-19T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:44:28.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ABOUT TIME - CASSIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[intro]&lt;br /&gt;We've been through this a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been more sure then I am right now&lt;br /&gt;(Cassie, uh shh)&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't say anything&lt;br /&gt;It's just about that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's about time that I'm finally moving on&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care if it's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;And in spite of the way I love your touch&lt;br /&gt;You know it's gon' be better for both of us&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like hell but I got to try&lt;br /&gt;You already know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;So no matter who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think it's finnaly time that I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't stop the way (I love you)&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let this go&lt;br /&gt;Although we've (Tried)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't really matter no more&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what I stay here for&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I know I gotta, I gotta make a move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's about time that I'm finally moving on&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care if it's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;And in spite of the way I love your touch&lt;br /&gt;You know it's gon' be better for both of us&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like hell but I got to try&lt;br /&gt;You already know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;So no matter who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think it's finnaly time that I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Dont tell me I should stay (It's too late now)&lt;br /&gt;To think we can make this work somehow&lt;br /&gt;You should know the truth (It's over)&lt;br /&gt;Over and done, oh and I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;All of this time youve had me thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pre-chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you would call me late night&lt;br /&gt;Knowing damn well you wouldn't do it (Telling me I was still)&lt;br /&gt;Telling me I was still on your mind (Your mind)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you had to put me through it (And I'm thinking of)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking I'm still livin' for your love&lt;br /&gt;It was all over and you knew it&lt;br /&gt;Although it's gonna be hard to let this go&lt;br /&gt;Boy this is something I gotta do, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's about time that I'm finally moving on&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care if it's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;And in spite of the way I love your touch&lt;br /&gt;You know it's gon' be better for both of us&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts like hell but I got to try&lt;br /&gt;You already know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;So no matter who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think it's finally time that I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Gave you all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;All of my body&lt;br /&gt;(All of my soul, all of my precious time)&lt;br /&gt;And you know it's so hard loving somebody&lt;br /&gt;(And I loved you so good, baby you can't deny)&lt;br /&gt;You know this time that respect goes away&lt;br /&gt;(Let it fade away)&lt;br /&gt;And the only way to heal is to give me time and space&lt;br /&gt;(Uh) And I guess it's time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's about time that I'm finnaly moving on (I don't)&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care if it's right or wrong (In spite of the way)&lt;br /&gt;And in spite of the way I love your touch (Now I know)&lt;br /&gt;You know it's gon' be better for both of us (Oh, it's gonna be, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like hell but I got to try&lt;br /&gt;You already know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;So no matter who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think it's finally time that I'm moving on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-515006442319877891?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/515006442319877891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=515006442319877891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/515006442319877891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/515006442319877891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/07/about-time-cassie-intro-weve-been.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7102035220536179285</id><published>2009-07-13T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:46:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SEVENS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this on Miaoling's FB post and i feel like doing it but i dont really want to disclose this on FB; so here will be my alternative =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU WILL FIND IN YOUR ROOM:&lt;br /&gt;1. ME&lt;br /&gt;2. Piles of clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. clothes and more clothes&lt;br /&gt;4. comfy bed&lt;br /&gt;5. laptops&lt;br /&gt;6. oh i see another pile of clothes&lt;br /&gt;7. mirror of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RELATIONSHIP QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Do You Like Anyone? not just anyone but everyone.&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Someone Like You? not someone because more than one.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last Kiss? ermmm...&lt;br /&gt;4. Been Lead On? both had a fair share.&lt;br /&gt;5. Been Cheated On? yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Want A Relationship? no&lt;br /&gt;7. Wanna Get Married? no, i will opt to do without the man and just get the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT:&lt;br /&gt;1. friends&lt;br /&gt;2. family&lt;br /&gt;3. mugen&lt;br /&gt;4. cash!&lt;br /&gt;5. handphone&lt;br /&gt;6. internet&lt;br /&gt;7. knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS ON YOUR MIND:&lt;br /&gt;1. how to type a R.letter&lt;br /&gt;2. how to not remember unhappy stuff&lt;br /&gt;3. how to grow taller&lt;br /&gt;4. cant wait to go hols with my girls&lt;br /&gt;5. how to earn double cash!&lt;br /&gt;6. whqt time can i leave office&lt;br /&gt;7. i want to eat another choco doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN OTHER THINGS - DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. Believe In God? yes, not jesus christ (then gong is going to chant me a chunk again)&lt;br /&gt;2. Had A Dream Come True? yes, can i have another one coming soon again!&lt;br /&gt;3. Read The Newspaper? where are the papers in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;4. Get Enough Sleep Everyday? definitely never enough.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have A Best Friend? 1.2.3.4.5.6.7... i lost count.&lt;br /&gt;6. Take A Bath Daily? yes~ im not the one nicknamed with "DIRTY" haha.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wish On Stars? no and i like the way moo say it.. "stars are unreachable so its pointless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;br /&gt;1. Fallen In Love? yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Kissed Someone Of The Same Sex? i just did the night before that night before...&lt;br /&gt;3. Hooked Up With Someone Who Had A BF/GF? the hook-ups was just before they got another partner.&lt;br /&gt;4. Been To A Bonfire? no, im not a camping person.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ran Away From Home? its a must-have to really know how sweet a home is after that.&lt;br /&gt;6. Played Strip Poker? yes! but no one really stripped.&lt;br /&gt;7. Pulled An All Nighter? as in not sleeping the whole night? NO i cannot dont sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cried? no.&lt;br /&gt;2. Had Fun? YES!&lt;br /&gt;3. Been Kissed? no.&lt;br /&gt;4. Felt Stupid? yes, i just ate a choco doughnut!&lt;br /&gt;5. Talked To An Ex? yes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Missed Someone? not someone because more than one.&lt;br /&gt;7. Listened To Music? Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED : ANGER&lt;br /&gt;1. Are You Currently Mad At Someone? No.&lt;br /&gt;2. Which Of Your family Members Has The Worst temper? we are all volcanoes at different timings.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have You Ever Thrown Something At Anyone? no. im not violent!&lt;br /&gt;4. Does Your Face Turn Red When You’re Angry? my face easily reds anyway.&lt;br /&gt;5. When You’re Mad Do You Prefer To Stare Angrily Or To...? STARE and roll eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE : EXCITEMENT&lt;br /&gt;1. Has Anyone Ever Thrown A Surprise Party For You? yes!&lt;br /&gt;2. Are You Easily Excited? when i aint 100% sober.&lt;br /&gt;3. What Event Is Coming Up That You Are Looking Forward To? holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;4. If You Won A Million Dollars, What Will Be Your First Thought? where should i hide it!&lt;br /&gt;5. What Would Make You The Happiest Right Now? to know that i really DID win that million dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW : SELF DISCOVERY&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: JACQUELINE&lt;br /&gt;2. Birthday: 19jan87&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s Your Main Goal In Life? to get rich and help those in need.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do You Want To Have Children? YES, just one.&lt;br /&gt;5. How Do You Want To Die? sliently into serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE : SADNESS&lt;br /&gt;1. When Is The Last Time You Cried? suddenly on a random night that i dont know why too.&lt;br /&gt;2. What Is The Saddest Thing That Is Happening Right Now? wondering how come happy times never last.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do You Usually Cry/Get Depressed When Something Doesn’t Happen Your Way? yes!&lt;br /&gt;4. Has Anyone Made You Cry In The Last 24 Hours? no.&lt;br /&gt;5. When You Are Sad, What Do You Do? call my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK : LOVE&lt;br /&gt;1. Do You Have A Crush On One Of Your Friends? yes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do You Believe At Love At First Sight? YES, because it isnt as great at the second sight.&lt;br /&gt;3. When You See Your Crush, Do You Act Differently Around Him/Her? no im still as normal&lt;br /&gt;4. Do You Have A Girlfriend/Boyfriend? plenty of girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do You Believe Everyone Has A Soulmate? yes, just one will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-7102035220536179285?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7102035220536179285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=7102035220536179285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7102035220536179285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7102035220536179285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/07/sevens-i-saw-this-on-miaolings-fb-post.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7780695071940991107</id><published>2009-07-10T14:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T14:32:59.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi im back after disappearing for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im finally got over alb. i know some of you dint expect that sentence because you probably thought i dint take it too seriously BUT i did somehow because afterall, at the moment when i was finally ready to take a bigger step for it, everthing just became a nightmare i got startled out of my sleep from..&lt;br /&gt;well, i aint thinking as much as i used to, as compared to two weeks ago on his sudden departure and those who have no clue, DO remain clueless because its nothing biggy already, since i have now more or less recovered and no longer dwelling in it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im concentrating on meetups to &lt;strong&gt;ANGELS, DOLLIES and BOOBIES&lt;/strong&gt; haha, all my LES partners because they are just so worth it! &lt;em&gt;maybe its a girls school thingy? my trust, patience and heart will always go all out for my females than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;especially to those who were around me when i needed you most; BIG THANK YOU BABES! i wouldnt have gotten over so fast without you girls. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent felt SO good like today since a month already;&lt;br /&gt;probably its the good night yday ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-7780695071940991107?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7780695071940991107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=7780695071940991107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7780695071940991107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7780695071940991107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-hi-im-back-after-disappearing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-4495988987321791817</id><published>2009-06-04T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:24:55.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CRISIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were to read yahoo news or any financial magazines, the content would probably sum up to one conclusion: that the &lt;em&gt;economy crisis is really Bad&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;However, WHY is it that many people still splures at sales like nobody's business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even at monday, a FULLHOUSE was spotted at Taka Gucci, with an awaiting queue of approx 40 pax; all anxiously waiting to be admitted into the already-packed premises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from news:&lt;br /&gt;"Singapore’s tripartite National Wages Council (NWC) has urged employers, unions and the government to press on with concerted actions to cut costs, save jobs and enhance competitiveness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! &lt;strong&gt;we are in a CRISIS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet people still continue to buy brandeds and eat good food at restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;haha what exactly at where went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because im a victim too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-4495988987321791817?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4495988987321791817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=4495988987321791817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4495988987321791817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4495988987321791817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/06/crisis-if-you-were-to-read-yahoo-news.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-8672707083798885445</id><published>2009-06-03T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:06:13.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;TATTOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i ever mentioned that my brother has a tattoo on his arm? for those who dint know, Yes he have. and today i realised he  had went to do an add-on, which was slightly bigger than his previous one, or probably the term they use is called "enhance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked him: "how did you feel then, pain?"&lt;br /&gt;he answered: "&lt;em&gt;its Fun&lt;/em&gt;, you doing one too jie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonkers ar! fun shouldnt be the right answer here in this context isnt it? oh well, but taking a second thought... if you would to ask me why would i do one, my answer would probably be because of &lt;strong&gt;its Fun too&lt;/strong&gt;. maybe thats what you do when you feel a lack of personalization of yourself? i dont know. i dont have a need for it now but i can foresee myself entering a tattoo studio one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that day would be the day, that i have finally made up my mind; on that particularly important some thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-8672707083798885445?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/8672707083798885445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=8672707083798885445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/8672707083798885445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/8672707083798885445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/06/tattoo-did-i-ever-mentioned-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-3977685597550566402</id><published>2009-06-01T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:57:25.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;REVIVAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i went to City Harvest church service at expo yday. the crowd is totally unimaginable; as if it was an idols' concert, with a presence of strong back-ups of urser and security... Wow! Good isnt even fit to describe this event turn-out... &lt;em&gt;Amazing&lt;/em&gt; seems to be the right word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got touched. its the first time since many many many years because i couldnt even recall when was the last time someone made me feel this way; especially when i witness all thousands of people, clutching their hands together and closing their eyes, wholeheartedly talking to their one and only Holy God; their &lt;em&gt;face of desperation to pour their hearts out to him, really touched me&lt;/em&gt; because it made me realise how painful i had been living my live; all by myself, with no one to even share my darkest secret or even to admit a big mistake wholeheartedly too. how pathetic i felt and how envious i got at that moment when i saw those thousands of brave souls, murmuring their sins and asking for forgiveness together... and then enlightened by His words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking; for the past many years, i have been keeping everything to myself. &lt;em&gt;i thought i was being normal&lt;/em&gt; to do that because i never liked to share my worries and burden to anyone, thats why i always feel a need to carry a smile to everyone i see and meet; hoping to be someone that everyone can remember all their happy times and memories with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i admit thats how selfish i am.&lt;br /&gt;because this is my way of cherishing the friends i love and i wont change it though.&lt;br /&gt;instead, i have a greater determination now than my previous blog entry, that i will be even more honest with myself and work towards the life i really want to lead and stop slacking through with all the unfairness and negative thoughts in my heart anymore =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for once, im going to say this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the name of God, Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-3977685597550566402?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3977685597550566402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=3977685597550566402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/3977685597550566402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/3977685597550566402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/06/revival-for-first-time-i-went-to-city.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-6276549981037146146</id><published>2009-05-31T01:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:27:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;UN-JACQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently &lt;em&gt;i am soooo UN-JACQ&lt;/em&gt; that im starting to feel like a total different person evolving while witness-ing all the things that im doing now, are soo out of the norm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good news!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i havent been clubbing as often as i used to, BUT i shall not disclose the figures here to avoid any unneccessary heart-attacks, so thank YOU for your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i actually enjoyed myself at the beach last night&lt;/em&gt; with gong and qin with a bottle of beer and endless supply of sea breeze and live music! HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i finally curbed my crazy shopping madness by forcing myself to u-turn at the shops' entrances which indirectly had stopped all my new clothes from piling up into bigger heaps in my ever-messy room...........................&lt;br /&gt;WHO my parents just packed up for me, into a VERY very very clean room, no wonder they have my loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; im putting on weight again because sad to say, &lt;em&gt;i have yet to carry out my Go Green plan&lt;/em&gt; =( sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thats why im starting to (RE)carry it out again!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;MAY THE FORCE BE WITH ME! =) which i definitely have to start on monday because i only have 2weeks to my colleague's wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the reason why im soooo lazy to exercise is BECAUSE i would rather glue myself to my computer screen and &lt;em&gt;continue my dosage of "BOYS BEFORE FLOWERS"!&lt;/em&gt; SOO YIJUNG, the guy acting Ximen is soooo cute haha. (SEEE! so UN-JACQ! to agree unisonly with niuniu for the first time on our taste for guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY THE MAIN NEWS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after these few days of events, i decided to face myself honestly from now on and admit what my heart is truly feeling as i came to realise that no matter how much i thought otherwise, the truth that i never acknowledges just keep haunting me, which also in a way, had enlighten me that i should learn to keep cherishing and stop looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; UN-JACQ is emo-ing&lt;/em&gt; so i shall stop harping on these news for now and carry on with my daily dosage while the night is still young and start off with my pre-healthy plan tml morning!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-6276549981037146146?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6276549981037146146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=6276549981037146146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6276549981037146146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6276549981037146146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/un-jacq-recently-i-am-soooo-un-jacq.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-4756460788856760672</id><published>2009-05-18T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:37:30.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SOTONG AT WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZoDQNIkGkc/ShFx2v_K07I/AAAAAAAAAPY/0g7OguPmNJQ/s1600-h/convo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337172218819040178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZoDQNIkGkc/ShFx2v_K07I/AAAAAAAAAPY/0g7OguPmNJQ/s400/convo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant help but to MUST post this haha!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im going holiday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-4756460788856760672?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4756460788856760672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=4756460788856760672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4756460788856760672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4756460788856760672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/sotong-at-work-cant-help-but-to-must.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZoDQNIkGkc/ShFx2v_K07I/AAAAAAAAAPY/0g7OguPmNJQ/s72-c/convo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-2123689552711401428</id><published>2009-05-18T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:36:23.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO GREEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title of Project: &lt;em&gt;Go Green.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective: To be physically healthy and lose the extras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method: Healthy Lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;-Go for gym in the morning, do jogs and steaming!&lt;br /&gt;-Eat healthy at workplace. No fatty sweet oily food and canned drinks!&lt;br /&gt;-Go for evening swims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commencement date: 19th May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 25days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target: Down5 by 14th June, colleague's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder: Cut down Clubbing activities to once or twice every fortnight only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Alarm me when i cant resist any temptations! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-2123689552711401428?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2123689552711401428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=2123689552711401428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/2123689552711401428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/2123689552711401428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-green-title-of-project-go-green.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7729174705978224698</id><published>2009-05-12T10:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:56:09.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want nobody nobody but YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently im in to this song by Wonder girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK BELOW TO HEAR SONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/christoo/music/DhRS02vz/wonder-girls-nobody/"&gt;Nobody - Wonder Girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You Know I still Love You Baby.&lt;br /&gt;And it will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandareun sarameun silheo nigaanimyeon silheo&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP)&lt;br /&gt;Back to the days when we were so young and wild and free&lt;br /&gt;Modeunge neomuna kkumman gatatdeon geuttaero doragago sipeunde&lt;br /&gt;Waejakku nareur mireo naeryeohae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you push me away. I don't want nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody nobody but you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If it still doesnt work, you may ask me to send you on MSN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets share the LOVE of "I want nobody nobody but YOU!" =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, i think im kinda emo these days. i cant make up my mind on what i really want. and the scary feeling of losing something good is back again and i hate it. &lt;em&gt;if only i can be more like a "man" on this..&lt;/em&gt; guess you wont have a second chance to see EMO JACQ again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which is a Good thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need a break to enjoy life slowly with all my LOVES! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-7729174705978224698?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7729174705978224698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=7729174705978224698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7729174705978224698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7729174705978224698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-nobody-nobody-but-you-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-4665061672389514186</id><published>2009-05-08T11:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:16:07.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;iPhone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing around GM's iphone and now am here to type an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly I miss my old one!&lt;/em&gt; It's just so common for humans to not cherish what they have in hand, then regret what they have lost. Or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless to all my love ones here, let us from now on, not take anything for granted and love the gifts and presence our family and friends have given to us, especially not forgetting all the joy and happiness they are bringing into each of our lives everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reminder, &lt;em&gt;mothers' day is the day after tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt; Have you gotten a little something for her? I'm sure any little effort is good enough to brighten their day! Mine's simple, by staying home and tiding up my corner will definitely keep her majesty smiling the entire week all the way till the next Tsunami hit it again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well probably it's the rainy gloomy morning thus I'm feeling so blabbery with those reminescience (if you know what I mean) in my mind now..&lt;br /&gt;Geez, im getting used to this iphone now! So deja vu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel like getting one now. Arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or steal GM's! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-4665061672389514186?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4665061672389514186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=4665061672389514186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4665061672389514186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/4665061672389514186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/iphone-im-using-gms-iphone-to-type-this.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-5799027729180899299</id><published>2009-05-07T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:51:29.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;MID YEAR MOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember years ago when we still used to have&lt;em&gt; our youthful school holidays?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ITS COMING!&lt;/em&gt; though its a fact that it no longer has anything to do with all of the young working adults. &lt;strong&gt;BUT i can still feel the vibe that its somewhere near already!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore i shall start planning my "school" holidays wanna-dos! especially when soooo many of my friends are going for their grad trips... i also want to travel outa this hot hot reddot for a while. &lt;em&gt;my first stop shall be with my darling dollies to GENTING! yay!&lt;/em&gt; cant wait :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, &lt;strong&gt;i cant wait for niuniu to be back!&lt;/strong&gt; i want to travel with her again like our phuket trip last year~ its still unforgetable with our personalized calendar as a reminder, which currently stands on my table =D&lt;br /&gt;cher too, cant wait to see how everyone have been for the past half year~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. im typing this entry at work because i have signed up for M1's mobile internet, which means i can surf net anywhere now! BUT i cant so apparently slack off too, doing so much obvious chatting and typing, therfore i have to get back to work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-5799027729180899299?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5799027729180899299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=5799027729180899299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5799027729180899299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/5799027729180899299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/mid-year-mood-remember-years-ago-when.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7447027731319999090</id><published>2009-05-04T22:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:43:41.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REVAMP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally im kinda sick and tired of my room design after 2 years. its the longest record going already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some recaps:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;baby blue&lt;/span&gt; and clouds with &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sunshine yellow&lt;/span&gt; (those were the days)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;leafy green and more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; over the ceiling. nature with live plants that died soon after.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; so pure that it got so plain.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hot pink&lt;/span&gt; with thick and thin black grey strips (once so in but now out) ;&lt;br /&gt;which only people who had been through years with me, would witness such crazy annual changes in my dramatic room, that has &lt;em&gt;PAINT SO THICK&lt;/em&gt; that you would never see the original coating of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;em&gt;i want to reconcept&lt;/em&gt; and repaint plus change my furni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZoDQNIkGkc/SgBahXgkNvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/pJ1Xk670WGY/s1600-h/IMAGE_227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332361488099456754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZoDQNIkGkc/SgBahXgkNvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/pJ1Xk670WGY/s320/IMAGE_227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going to have &lt;em&gt;open concept wardrobe&lt;/em&gt; by the window that i never ever open; which my mother and sister unisonly agreed and that i only found out their purpose of conspiration, was to gain an easier access into my clothes collection instead of the now-piled-up corner (like those in wholesale pattern), &lt;strong&gt;everytime when im asleep&lt;/strong&gt;. arrrr GIRLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then im going to have &lt;em&gt;my very own changing room with a full length mirror&lt;/em&gt; near my dresser area (that houses my make-up/perfume/accessories) to check on the final dress up look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will use spotlights &lt;strong&gt;to achieve a boutique mood&lt;/strong&gt; and paint a contrasting color, which will definitely not be black (which most of my clothes are) to stand out the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus im going to have a &lt;em&gt;one seater sofabed&lt;/em&gt; by my laptop corner for my surfing! no more worries for babes who wana sleep over because you have everything prepared for you now! like those days when we used to ton around without pre-planning =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im choosing to go with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;CHARCOAL GRAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;DUSKY GRAY&lt;/span&gt; this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-7447027731319999090?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7447027731319999090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=7447027731319999090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7447027731319999090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/7447027731319999090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/revamp-finally-im-kinda-sick-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZoDQNIkGkc/SgBahXgkNvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/pJ1Xk670WGY/s72-c/IMAGE_227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-939460049154012141</id><published>2009-05-03T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:25:43.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;KEEP FIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to sento with my friends and spent my afternoon with volley and looking at beach babes and hunks... it got me excited to feel the breeze and enjoying all the laughter and warmth the atmosphere brings! which also therefore made me come to a conclusion that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to be an islander again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to keep fit!&lt;br /&gt;i want to lose the tyre!&lt;br /&gt;i want to get tan!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be good at volley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to feel young again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-939460049154012141?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/939460049154012141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=939460049154012141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/939460049154012141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/939460049154012141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/keep-fit-yesterday-i-went-to-sento-with.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-407585416024718704</id><published>2009-05-01T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:30:24.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVE ON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a mousetrap; you go in when you wish, but you don't come out when you like"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this quote on the net which i cant help but agree.&lt;br /&gt;someone once said that "when one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if its a &lt;em&gt;girly&lt;/em&gt; thing to keep looking back at that one boy whom you once so missed, once so closed to, who actually cares and the next minute, he turns around and leave, the pain and tinge of regret buried deep down in me, is something i seriously would rather forget or wished nothing had ever happened in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway all's well now, since &lt;em&gt;i have already decided to move on,&lt;/em&gt; with GM with me.&lt;br /&gt;what was closed, will now forever stay closed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-407585416024718704?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/407585416024718704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=407585416024718704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/407585416024718704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/407585416024718704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/05/move-on-love-is-like-mousetrap-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-7738138545801768931</id><published>2009-04-29T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:46:09.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NEW LOVE(S)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think im getting obsessed with too many things within a short period of time. im &lt;em&gt;"overflowing"&lt;/em&gt; already! and they are, things that my parents would never have thought that i would ever have so wanted them in my life~ lets keep some suspense here and in the meanwhile i shall name them by their initials first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;T.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;M.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;L.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and they coincidentally form the shortform of &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;. just cant wait to lay my ten fingers on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im doing a research to plan a getaway some time this july.&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions or great minds who also wants a getaway? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-6035787073629462490</id><published>2009-04-28T06:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:33:11.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DELETES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! i just accidentally deleted my 6months post =(&lt;br /&gt;one thing no good about blogger is, they dont even double confirm if you want to delete stuffs! its like they just cant wait for you to press the delete button~ yet all i wanted was to delete the label that i have created for fun arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel like i had mentally erased half a year's worth of memory. think i should refrain from waking up at 6am in the morning next time.&lt;br /&gt;i get instant IQ block and blurness that i would never admit when im wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;em&gt;Good morning everyone! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-6035787073629462490?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6035787073629462490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=6035787073629462490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6035787073629462490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6035787073629462490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/04/deletes-oh-no-i-just-accidentally.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-6109173485661702646</id><published>2009-04-27T23:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:17:17.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISSING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am missing something in life.&lt;br /&gt;is it usually the case when you have done something repeatedly for a period of time, that when you stop that cycle all of a sudden, the aftermath would be, to have a sudden rush of emptiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kinda feel this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after using an hour to seek for some cure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i finally found some ways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to go home really early and sleep the night away and hopefully the eyebags heal.&lt;br /&gt;2. to go retail (window shopping style) therapy which are highly cost efficient.&lt;br /&gt;3. to surf internet and read up your friends' and their friends' and their friends' friends' blog to realise that actually your life isnt that bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;4. to go arcade and witness adults wasting their time and money away to catch sweets and toy. but if you happen to get tempted (which always happen in my case),  just remember to leave immediately.&lt;br /&gt;5. to randomly browse and call anyone on your contact list, but do be mentally prepared for voicemails. it do happens and all you have to do then, is to wait for that kind-hearted to call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there goes one hour of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38774802-6109173485661702646?l=girlnextplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6109173485661702646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38774802&amp;postID=6109173485661702646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6109173485661702646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38774802/posts/default/6109173485661702646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlnextplanet.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-i-think-i-am-missing-something.html' title=''/><author><name>crabee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38774802.post-228407135377379185</id><published>2009-04-26T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:58:16.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to start blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;i realise i miss my angels deeply and i have literally lost contact with all of them since february after everyone went back to their studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel obliged to let you know how am i now and know how have you been, to keep up with our long distance relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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