<?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-23565792</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:45:06.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>designslave</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-8540399624427986221</id><published>2007-11-25T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T12:59:12.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size:2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; What's L.O.V.E? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it only exists in fairy tales, dramas and movie. love that makes you cry, weep and sob in reality, love is just a cheap game that we human play. nothing but just a game packed with lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told he to move on. its clear that we cant get back together no more. i don't wanna weep nor feel hurt for the worthless love no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye love. and hello the new loveless me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-8540399624427986221?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8540399624427986221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=8540399624427986221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8540399624427986221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8540399624427986221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-l.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-3061848969685782298</id><published>2007-11-20T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:33:52.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size:2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;16/11/2007: Retrieved! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.. I know I've been away for months and you people are getting really annoyed for the lack of updates in my blog. Moreover, its getting real hard to meet up with me now right? You have to work; I have OT. You have your boyfriend activities and I have my roadshows and endless work stuffs hunting me. And oh pleaseee.. Stop emailing me and complain!! I feel sad too. That I have suddenly lost my youthfulness and .. have to join the workforce. Sloughing like there is no tomorrow. :( &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good news people!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog, my friends, have been brought back to life. Like how backstreet boys and spice girls come back with their 'amazing' retrieval hits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that my friends can at least read about my updates in life and we can at least 'keep in touch' via blogs huh.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so much for the blog retrieval. I'm back – single, slimmer and promoted with huge bags of work dugs. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so much of a good news huh? (yea, I thought so when spice girls decided to come back. I think posh is getting way too much attention.. but anyways..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. We have broken up. I didn't want to blog about this matter in the first place cause I just couldn't bring myself to face the facts. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm alright now. I'm getting used to single-way-of-life. Anyway, I won't be single for long. I hope! haha.. (I've got some evil plans in mind... heh hehhhh..) So now you people are aware of my status now. Please do date me k. Coffee, tea or mee. I'll be most happy to attend any appointments k. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But appointments would have to first adhere to my crazy work schedule. I'm like super busy at work now. Strictly no appointments in December. Cause I have cleared all my leaves and off alright as I have to 'sell' myself to the company for the whole of December. Yes,  I've been kinda 'promoted' to do a much tougher position and therefore bears greater responsibility. Which kinda suck. And as a matter of fact, I wasn't really promoted. 'Cause there is not pay increment, no greater or better benefits but just more tons of work load. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it kinda suck now. Like doing all the tough shit with no pay increment etc. But I don't see it as a bad thing either. Cause it's the manager's decision after all, meaning that she did see some 'talent' in me. haha. Moreover, I joined the company for less than 8 months. Whatever bullshit promotion am I suppose to be entitled for? Nonsense. Well, just hope and pray that my moJoJoJo manager will give me more bonus!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had been desperately trying to lose some chunks of fats off me for the past couple of months. I have gain way too much weight after I worked! Anyway, the weight lost is a success. I have drop like a couple of sizes and I like it. Though weight, like money is like infinity. Thus, I am still working very hard towards my infinite weight target. haha.. But I can see and feel ominous changes in my body. Could be the mental and the physical stress that I had been giving to myself lately. All the late nights, strict diet controls and tons of pills. No wonder I fall ill! I'm down with some gastric / intestinal related problem for the few days. Currently seeing a specialist from Mount Elizabeth now. Hope all goes well.. :) Will keep you people updated.. Tata~~ &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/23565792-3061848969685782298?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/3061848969685782298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=3061848969685782298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3061848969685782298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3061848969685782298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/11/16112007-retrieved-okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-1751429265979919727</id><published>2007-11-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:32:02.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've decided to come back to life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for retrieving me sis and you dzaf. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates will soon come your way. no promise thou.. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-1751429265979919727?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/1751429265979919727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=1751429265979919727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1751429265979919727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1751429265979919727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-decided-to-come-back-to-life.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-164864001441172859</id><published>2007-09-26T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:41:05.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:32):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:32):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don think he will ever like me back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe the person oso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choonhongg 卍 says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choonhongg 卍 says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got good instincts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choonhongg 卍 says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your current colleague huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choonhongg 卍 says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choonhongg 卍 says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go play game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrong guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:36):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im with him, i feel very happy and carefree.. like he is my best friend and my soulmate. he is very caring, romantic and passionate.. he's still schling.. and actually he oso happen to stay ard cck area.. i dono if u noe him very well or not. cos i used to mention him when im with u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:37):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love his surprises! :) he noes i loveeee xiao long bao from crystal jade.. used to work at night safari oso.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:37):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his name is victor.. :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*naf lunanaluna and a fool says (22:38):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.. do u noe whr can i find him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-164864001441172859?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/164864001441172859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=164864001441172859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/164864001441172859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/164864001441172859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/09/naf-lunanaluna-and-fool-says-2232-i.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-4564386530188427745</id><published>2007-09-24T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:39:58.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im troubled and lonely and depressed. My heart is in pain; my mind screaming for help and I'm super lost.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't cry. 'Cause i find crying for relationships problems an invalid reason for my tears to run.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much things to say to him. Yet, he couldn't find time for me; couldn't be bothered to contact me; couldn't care about any single shit about me. And ironically the last message I received from him was a 'I STILL LOVE YOU....' I find it totally ridiculous. Your actions are so telling me that you no longer care about me; im so insignificant to you and yet, you thick-skinned man, dare to say that you still love me? What is this bull-crap? Do you even understand the meaning of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I upset. Not exactly because you choose to treat me like your slave. I'm upset cause I still do love and care about you so much.. In order to pursue my happiness, i guess leaving you will be the right answer. Everything that is involved in our relationship is like an infinity cycle. We fight then get things back in order. And for the next few days or so, you will try to pacify me by doing things in my way. But man will always be man. Short tempered and almost 1kb of memory space for gf, the every next moment, you will forget whatever you had 'promise' me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tired. Stop torturing me. If you truly love me, accept the fact that you need to make sacrifices for your loved ones. If you think you have done nothing wrong at all, then give me your blessings and leave me alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-4564386530188427745?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/4564386530188427745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=4564386530188427745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4564386530188427745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4564386530188427745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-troubled-and-lonely-and-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-3830875279173020673</id><published>2007-08-25T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T00:47:38.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 months exactly since I last posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of things spinning around. Most of them is work-related. Which kinda made me wonder since I'm still in my junior post.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,I'm not here to whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found an interesting (and quite relevant) email article that describes me. Never thought someone else will know me so well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Aquarius employee can't tolerate unfairness in the office. Hair brained schemes will get the positive attention they deserve if an Aquarian has anything to do with it. They'll try to help everyone see the good side of a bad situation if it's the last thing that they do. They are so smart-they can't help but hold management in disdain if they feel that they are being unfair and unintelligent. It isn't that they are overly ambitious and think they could be doing a better job- just that they think people in power should know better. Most Aquarius workers are still looking for themselves and will want to try their hand at a variety of jobs in the workplace. Whatever they are doing, they will do conscientiously. They usually have strict personal codes that include a strong work ethic. Their bright, off-beat intelligence, and trustworthiness will typically gain them many friends-in and out of work. Beneath that sometimes odd-ball behavior is solid, concrete thinking and sensitivity to co-workers. Keep your smart Aquarius co-worker happy by giving them plenty of opportunity to learn news kills. Raises are less important to them. No amount of money will make it worth their while to stay in a stagnant position. Don't let them get too bored or they will simply find another job as easily as they found this one-their genius is easy to spot. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-3830875279173020673?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/3830875279173020673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=3830875279173020673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3830875279173020673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3830875279173020673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/08/2-months-exactly-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-4940590098751974563</id><published>2007-06-25T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:59:34.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unclear is trendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you still remember Eminem? The ultra blonde rapper causes those b-boys and b-girls to go crazy when none of them seriously understand what is he singing exactly, unless of cos with the help of the lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the east decides to come up with another unclear pop sensation to beat Eminem with Jay Chou? And made Ah Lians and Ah bengs rave about this mumblings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I predict this guy can end up with huge fan base like Eminem and Jay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEET EL MUDO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l12Csc_lW0Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l12Csc_lW0Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.lyricsandsongs.com/song/595018.html"&gt;CATCH NO BALL?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-4940590098751974563?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/4940590098751974563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=4940590098751974563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4940590098751974563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4940590098751974563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/06/unclear-is-trendy.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-5139875269642825937</id><published>2007-06-19T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:34:47.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW.. I am really getting famous aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are there songs named after me. Cars take my name for inspiration. And now mobile phones are getting named after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gsmarena.com/nokia_8600_luna-1995.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like the sound of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-5139875269642825937?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/5139875269642825937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=5139875269642825937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5139875269642825937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5139875269642825937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-7342680213391646769</id><published>2007-06-18T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:17:40.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18/06/2007.................... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/06/2007.................... $)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/06/2007.................... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/07/2007.................... $(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. The more you earn the faster you spend it. But I cant wait for my pay day though. I've drafted a list of items that I need to buy alreadys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAY DAY! PAY DAY! PAY DAY! PAY DAY! PAY DAY! PAY DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-7342680213391646769?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/7342680213391646769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=7342680213391646769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/7342680213391646769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/7342680213391646769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/06/18062007.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-1012345380632182198</id><published>2007-06-17T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:36:22.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this disease is so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so super powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think might be suffering from that it too. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFZz6ICzpjI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFZz6ICzpjI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="225" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-1012345380632182198?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/1012345380632182198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=1012345380632182198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1012345380632182198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1012345380632182198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-6537291476834690841</id><published>2007-06-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:48:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sugar sugar 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally not a number that appeals to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like today is like the happiest day of my life. Ok, it sound too cheesy and typical. Maybe happiest day after my working life sounds more realistic ya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 0 mistake. 1 good referral to prevent the itchy-mouth branch manager from nagging tomorrow morning and man, I sure finish my work fast and accurate today. And the best part? I get to meet my silly boy after finishing work on time! NO OT~ wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this short evening with my silly boy at our good old neighourhood shopping center. Did some norm stuffs like going for dinner, chilling at library and browsing silly books from popular. Then head on to the bus stop so we could both get home to get some rest. Then somehow I started randomly humming 'Sugar Sugar' by The Archies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a irresistible song and we both shall officially label this cutesy song as out theme song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean how many couple our there can have their own theme song? Ok, maybe 45% have their own theme song. But I bet their songs must be some popish if not mediocre songs. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BUT I FREAKING GOT A RETRO SONG AS MY THEME SONG!!!&lt;/span&gt; Which is so fucking cool. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then imagine if he calls me on my mobile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The typical couple will probably have like 'My Love' by justin timberlake as their ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roll eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINE will be so fucking cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sugar, ah, honey, honey&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Honey, ah, sugar, sugar&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe the loveliness of loving you&lt;br /&gt;(I just can't believe it's true)&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe the one to love this feeling to&lt;br /&gt;(I just can't believe it's true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sugar, ah, honey, honey&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Honey, ah, sugar, sugar&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I kissed you, girl, I knew how sweet a kiss could be&lt;br /&gt;(I know how sweet a kiss can be)&lt;br /&gt;Like the summer sunshine pour your sweetness over me&lt;br /&gt;(Pour your sweetness over me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, pour a little sugar on it, honey&lt;br /&gt;Pour a little sugar on it, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Pour a little sugar on it oh, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Pour a little sugar on it, honey&lt;br /&gt;Pour a little sugar on it, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Pour a little sugar on it, honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, ah, honey, honey&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Honey, ah, sugar sugar&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, ah, honey, honey&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Honey, ah, sugar sugar&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy girl&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me wanting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qE-lmUTA_w"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview of how it songs! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kewl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then silly boy was like even saying that this theme song of ours can even become our wedding song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is like totally brilliant. Imagine when the song start blasting through the darn-good speakers. Then candy and sweets and chocolate will rain down from the ceiling. Kids will run away picking up the sugars and the adults will be cheering and applauding. What a merry wedding~ Screw the idea of having wedding with animals. Now I want raining candies. Maybe a cheetah or a couple of cute adorable cats will make the wedding purrrrfect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so much for day-dreaming. I need to get to planet earth and start my research on insurance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-6537291476834690841?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/6537291476834690841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=6537291476834690841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/6537291476834690841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/6537291476834690841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/06/sugar-sugar-13.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-3130006008658116504</id><published>2007-06-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:04:55.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RmWLMpfotRI/AAAAAAAAACc/9Jio8gwb54Q/s1600-h/penguin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RmWLMpfotRI/AAAAAAAAACc/9Jio8gwb54Q/s320/penguin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072613604715967762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-3130006008658116504?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/3130006008658116504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=3130006008658116504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3130006008658116504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3130006008658116504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-miss-those-times.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RmWLMpfotRI/AAAAAAAAACc/9Jio8gwb54Q/s72-c/penguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-247605559826451408</id><published>2007-06-02T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T23:50:51.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to blog on the daily stuffs. work sux too. i have made too many mistakes for the first week. im so embarrassed to even tell my close friends. other than the shit i get from work, also have a couple of irritants around me who kept on bugging me. they are not really my friends and i don understand why they stick around me so much. there is only 1 word to describe my life for the past couple of weeks - SCREWED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, getting used to the hay-wired lifestyle now. no time for friends. crazy lunch hours. super stress from work. frequent OT. and not getting much attention from bf. life's good huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my guy? we are doing great. just caught Shrek 3 with him in fact. nice movie. kinda short thot. not really used to short movies esp after the spiderman. still can rem the nasty butt ache i had after the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im leaving sg to refresh myself a bit. just a simple 1-day trip with my family. will be going with my neighbors since the tour is organized by my neighborhood community..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll enjoy myself! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-247605559826451408?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/247605559826451408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=247605559826451408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/247605559826451408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/247605559826451408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-long-time-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-4114407372858124867</id><published>2007-05-15T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T13:04:40.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate staying in landed property!!! Grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i only get to receive $100 from the government this year as the GST offset package thingy. And the amount will only get lesser ans lesser in the subsequent years. Boooo. Its so not fair. I'm not the rich ass. My parents is just slightly well off then others. Thats all! I still have to work and scrimp and save like everyone. I shouldn't deserve this package!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MORE MONEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-4114407372858124867?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/4114407372858124867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=4114407372858124867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4114407372858124867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4114407372858124867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-staying-in-landed-property-grrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-5657827001912774266</id><published>2007-05-04T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:38:23.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know whats up with me. Experiencing something unusual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm getting really intolerant of my friends these couple of days. It sure is not some PMS shit.. I'm really unhappy now la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its not just one friend. But a few of them is like really pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like they no longer belong to the same frequency as I do. Speak and understand our friendship lingo.. I can feel this gap when I interact with them. It is my fault? Cos I distance myself due to my busy work schedule? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought as friends they are suppose to understand that I have a FULL TIME JOB to deal with. Understand that I am no longer some playful student who can irresponsibly take off from school. Respect the fact that when I say no means NO  for the art of persuasion no longer works for me. And understand the lingo that we so often communicate in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sooo depressed and pressurized la. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the list of dramatized scenarios.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: "We've been pals for so long.. why not u do this... blah that? JUST FOR US LAH. FRIEND FRIEND MA."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "..... I try.."&lt;br /&gt;F: "Don't try leh. Come la. So long never see you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you order me in the 1st place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;F: "Do you want to do this with me??"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Erm.. No. (and maybe will kindly reject with some excuses)"&lt;br /&gt;F: "Ok." &lt;br /&gt;F: "Then u wana do that with me?? PLEASE"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "(excuesesssssss..)"&lt;br /&gt;F: "OK FINE. WHATEVER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just accept the 1st rejection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: "I want a job!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: Like what?&lt;br /&gt;F: "9-5, near my house, 5 days work week, good pay. AND SERIOUSLY I DONT WANT TO WORK ON WEEKENDS AND ON PH."&lt;br /&gt;F: "So stop recommending me some jobs that require me to work on those days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Misundrestanding"&lt;br /&gt;F: "It's M-I-S-U-N-D-E-R-S-T-A-N-D-I-N-G"&lt;br /&gt;F: "I like to correct. :D"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Whats the point of correcting when u understand my lingo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm feeling pissed due to the work stress and not because of what I think it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-5657827001912774266?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/5657827001912774266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=5657827001912774266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5657827001912774266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5657827001912774266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-know-whats-up-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-1487741150843912834</id><published>2007-05-03T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:09:54.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;3 freebies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I had my free haircut today at &lt;a href="http://www.krplus.com.sg/home.html"&gt;KIM ROBINSON PLUS&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is like super cool la. And they have some good looking stylist.. YUM~&lt;br /&gt;But I so suai. Kana the ugliest stylist. Bleah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-1487741150843912834?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/1487741150843912834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=1487741150843912834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1487741150843912834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1487741150843912834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-3-freebies-cos-i-had-my-free-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-3372215035422857418</id><published>2007-05-01T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:54:47.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pay came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more money~ argh~~~ &lt;br /&gt;My pay is seriously pathetic. Cant even do a proper shopping spree with this pathetic amount. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-3372215035422857418?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/3372215035422857418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=3372215035422857418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3372215035422857418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3372215035422857418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/05/pay-came.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-8303185947130894856</id><published>2007-04-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:50:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired second day at branch. -.-ZzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had like a really late lunch at around 3pm. I almost fainted at the counter! So damn hungry~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that my actual mentor will be coming back from her 2 days leave tmr. Whee~ Hope she is nice and will teach me more useful stuffs. I feel like for the past few days my substitute mentor is like teaching me whatever that is stated on the notes. But she is a nice &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; person la. Just wish that she could coach me more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today main subject is not on job training la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I MET MY SEC SCH PALS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Its been a really long time since I met them - Anna and Jasmine. We sure have tons and tons of things to gossip about. The Pubic House is like so filled with our laugher and voice tonight. Yanti, another sec sch mate, was working there too. 1 stone kill to birds. I get to meet my best sec sch sisters and at the same time meet up with my classmate. Whee~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel that I'm like really aging now.. Anna is like getting her Arts degree like real soon and Jasmine is getting married by next year too. Really happy for her mans~ ;) Had a real nice chats with all my favourite bitches in town. They rock man~ :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can meet them again on Labour Day together with Bi. I hope he can join us.. And I shall take more photos on our next meet up too. Was too engrossed in chatting and bitching around to snap photos earlier on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really tired now la. But I think not as tired as yesterday. I yawned 16 times today at work! @@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-8303185947130894856?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8303185947130894856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=8303185947130894856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8303185947130894856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8303185947130894856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired-second-day-at-branch.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-7091250397419922558</id><published>2007-04-23T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:04:55.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im super lazy and tired~ I had a really busy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of my HSBC orientation / training ended on last Friday (20.04.07). And I'm still to lazy to go browse through all the photos to upload them onto my blog.. Arghhhh~ Blame my lazy cells. Anyway, I really love my HSBC CSA colleagues la. They are such a fun bunch of people to hang out with. So the last day with them officially was really emotional and not forgetting filled with different mixed feelings. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RizO3gY8ECI/AAAAAAAAACE/VouqyJNg2rY/s1600-h/966198511le.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RizO3gY8ECI/AAAAAAAAACE/VouqyJNg2rY/s320/966198511le.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056643934612885538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;  gonna miss you guys lotssss~ Muackz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I finally clubbed after so long!!!! If I'm not wrong, the last time i clubbed was actually before I was together with TCH (@ MOS tertiary fling I). That is like really really long time ago la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I head down to St James that night, I had warmed myself up over at the company's quarterly event at the Forbidden City (part of the IndoChine Group) in Clarke Quay. A really cool place to chill out and hang out after work. I managed to took some photo. But trust me.. I am so gg to edit it over the weekends and post it here. I just need to stop procrastinating! Had some beer at Forbidden City then went down to St. James (with my new colleagues of cos. People like Faith, Ifa, Rabeah, Wei Yi, Sze Wei, Elyn, Marilyn , Candice, Sya Sya, Yu Ling, Wendy and Ayim you people made the St. James night so happening la.. Muackz~) Of cos, I enjoyed myself lots at the Boiler's Room on that night. Letting loose and just let my wild side go erm.. wild.  Hahaha. No wonder Sze Wei call me the 'vibrator'.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RizQvQY8EDI/AAAAAAAAACM/hBTAxv_qQbw/s1600-h/20042007700e+with+filter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RizQvQY8EDI/AAAAAAAAACM/hBTAxv_qQbw/s320/20042007700e+with+filter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056645991902220338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;@ IndoChine - Forbidden City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RizQvQY8EEI/AAAAAAAAACU/fm8_sfkDQGg/s1600-h/20042007720e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RizQvQY8EEI/AAAAAAAAACU/fm8_sfkDQGg/s320/20042007720e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056645991902220354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Live Performace @ St James -  the boilers room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night at the boiler's room, I also meet up with one of my 'long lost' pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That someone who used to sit besides me during sec sch days and copy my homework diligently. He also used to have a crush on my best friend and made used of me to gather more 'information' on my best friend. How could I have forgotten about you, Wei Qi? Haha. Met up with him for like less than an hour cos he cant gain accessinto the boiler's room cos of the age limit imposed on that night!! So poor thing. I chatted with him for a while outside the boiler's room and made him go home himself. Wahaha~ Anyway, this sec sch partner of mine has shaved off his beloved hair and waiting to get enlisted this week.. &lt;br /&gt;Wei Qi, if you are reading this, I wish you all the best in NS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the St James night, I also get to spend some quality time with him over the weekends. :D (finally~) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that explains my 24 yawns today over at the counter. -.-zzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-7091250397419922558?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/7091250397419922558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=7091250397419922558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/7091250397419922558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/7091250397419922558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-super-lazy-and-tired-i-had-really.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RizO3gY8ECI/AAAAAAAAACE/VouqyJNg2rY/s72-c/966198511le.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-2531690909451524075</id><published>2007-04-18T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:04:55.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orientation is ending real soon. Meaning I have to go to my branch at collyer quay to work really really soon. OMG. :( &lt;i&gt;sianzzz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sneak peek at my colleagues from HSBC.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiYaAl0JiVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xQbNKF23Ktg/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiYaAl0JiVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xQbNKF23Ktg/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054756229223123282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiYaA10JiWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qpsP37ZU3uw/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiYaA10JiWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qpsP37ZU3uw/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054756233518090594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah~ I have the roundest face ard. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dieting tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-2531690909451524075?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/2531690909451524075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=2531690909451524075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2531690909451524075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2531690909451524075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/orientation-is-ending-real-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiYaAl0JiVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xQbNKF23Ktg/s72-c/Image043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-2769128673814882106</id><published>2007-04-15T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:40:43.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He woke up from his nap. Came in to MSN. Typed 3 lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My silly sleepy head bf..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-2769128673814882106?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/2769128673814882106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=2769128673814882106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2769128673814882106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2769128673814882106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/he-woke-up-from-his-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-304237171912298533</id><published>2007-04-15T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:04:56.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught this yesterday!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiItzl0JiUI/AAAAAAAAABs/LwJ60bLG9DM/s1600-h/meet_the_robinsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiItzl0JiUI/AAAAAAAAABs/LwJ60bLG9DM/s320/meet_the_robinsons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053652096210536770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cartoons! And the Robinsons never fail to impress me. I so love the storyline~ Was really unpredictable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more unpredictable was the location where we caught the animated film at.  TAMPINES!! Like super far can? We took like about 1.5 hr just to travel TOWARDS Tampines. But it's something different la. I mean Singapore is already so small. I cant imagine myself going to town for some dating activities like every other week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I came up with a new erm.. mission? (don't really know the exact word to describe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I want to collect all the tickets from the local cineplex! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm including &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yang tze&lt;/span&gt; (in case you don't know what the heck is yang tze. Its the infamous R21 movie theater in Chinatown) in too. Muahaha~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exciting~ Wheee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-304237171912298533?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/304237171912298533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=304237171912298533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/304237171912298533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/304237171912298533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/caught-this-yesterday-i-love-cartoons.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RiItzl0JiUI/AAAAAAAAABs/LwJ60bLG9DM/s72-c/meet_the_robinsons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-9215496879820099112</id><published>2007-04-11T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T23:11:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Third day into my 2 weeks training (10 days to be exact - excluding the weekends.) Then after which I will be posted to the main HSBC HQ branch - at Collyer Quay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons and tons of things to remember and there seem to be endless information. But I'm enjoying it. I think I'm getting more and more business orientated already. Seems like every now and then I will mentally calculate the whatever interest and costs etc. I almost forget the fact that I almost didn't touch mathematics (paperwork wise) for 3 years, during my design dip period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so impressed with myself! :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a &lt;s&gt;child&lt;/s&gt; (young x5000000) adult math prodigy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, I can't help it but to do a math working on the statement. Haiz, bad habit, pardon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahhahaa~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a very strong feeling that I'm going to *enjoy my days in HSBC. (Terms and condition apply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cos they generously sponsor employees for degree courses!!! wheeeehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-9215496879820099112?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/9215496879820099112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=9215496879820099112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/9215496879820099112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/9215496879820099112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/third-day-into-my-2-weeks-training-10.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-584393916980867023</id><published>2007-04-08T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:44:55.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last proper weekend as a broke ass jobless freak. I'm starting work tomorrow!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Escape yesterday. Was really a sweet surprise from him. Despite him asking like a couple of days early. I never thought he would bring me there. He is as broke as me now. But nevertheless, we went and I had lots of fun! Had some crazy rides and I love the go-kart challenge. He looks so charming in the erm..erm.. go-kart. We took the inverter. Not as scary as it seems. It was my second time on the inverter and I almost slept during the ride. Real boring!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our date is never completed until either one of us lose something. He lost the locker key. Well, almost. We manage to retrieve the key back after some help from the staff there. Lucky us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was like the happiest day of my life. haha. Ok, maybe in 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you baby! :) I really enjoyed the date yesterday. And thanks for the sweet surprise! You are so nice la. Muackz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-584393916980867023?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/584393916980867023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=584393916980867023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/584393916980867023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/584393916980867023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-proper-weekend-as-broke-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-5285419263824879353</id><published>2007-04-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:56:54.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Immaturity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do one define it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the friendly online dictionary the definition of the word 'immature' is as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. not mature, ripe, developed, perfected, etc.&lt;br /&gt;2. emotionally undeveloped; juvenile; childish.&lt;br /&gt;3. Physical Geography. youthful (def. 5).&lt;br /&gt;4. Archaic. premature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question. Do you think someone who acknowledges and calls upon a friend as "asshole", someone with great maturity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this serious objection when the answer appears to be a no. From, well, the &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; woman who started all this shit. She is someone who uses vulgarities like erm how often you breathe. Is this not immaturity? Well, according to her, its not immaturity. &lt;b&gt;It is just being crude and rude.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partially right. &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/vulgarity"&gt;The word 'vulgarity' will explain the first half.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my question is referring to the person's level of thinking and development and NOT THE DEFINITION OF THE TERM 'VULGARITY'. I personally refer &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; who uses vulgarities and those crude and unsightly terms as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      someone who has (strong) violent personality&lt;br /&gt;2.      immature beings with premature reactions to insignificant situation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, referring back to back my question &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think someone who acknowledges and calls upon a friend as "asshole", someone with great maturity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. Hell yes. &lt;br /&gt;That someone is not only CRUDE and RUDE but it only goes to show how 'well-educated' and how matured one could be in handling tough situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knncbbsmljlppltmd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should end this post real quick. Cause as I wrote, my blood boil in rage and I just can't stop cursing. It's really none of my business really. Cause eventually, the person will just learn things the hard way. &lt;br /&gt;But I hope that she can just GROW UP and stop cursing like the KIDS in the playground!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-5285419263824879353?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/5285419263824879353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=5285419263824879353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5285419263824879353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5285419263824879353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/immaturity-how-do-one-define-it.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-374410909050013229</id><published>2007-04-02T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:18:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yippeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am jobless no more! I finally got through all the 3 painful rounds of the HSBC interview assessment. I was offered the contract today. Something that i didn't expected. I really lost all my confidence after the last round of assessment which comprises of 2 parts. (1)The actual interview and (2)role-play assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I don't think I did very well. So I kinda didn't expected them to call me and offer me the position despite the fact that I wanted the job so much that the word 'desperate' fits me perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up super early today, full of anticipation and anxiety. I was told when I when for the first round of tests that the result of the final selected few candidates will be informed by today. As time passes, I got more disappointed and more drained. I thought that was it. I DIDN'T MAKE IT. PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back to the usual job hunting times. Sitting in front of my dual screen computer, sending countless resumes. And as I did so, I sobbed. I realized that I really and truly wanted the job. But it was all too late to repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to take a short nap after the random resume sending sessions. I need the much required rest. I haven't been sleeping too well for the past couple of days. I was really worked up and anxious about the job application and I just cant help it but to think day in and day out. Then suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size =4&gt; &lt;B&gt;THEY CALLED!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped in joy. Hopping around the room like a nut case. The feel was just beyond description. Like as though you have strike lottery. Like as though your loved one proposed to you. It may sound crazy. But that is how I felt when I knew I got admitted to DCMD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY AR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to say. haha.. I just feel so super duper happy. =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to thank my dad, mom, my &lt;s&gt;fat arse&lt;/s&gt; sis, HIM, dzaf, swee shan, weng fai, xius, dalphane for encouraging me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dad. :)&lt;br /&gt;i love u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-374410909050013229?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/374410909050013229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=374410909050013229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/374410909050013229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/374410909050013229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/04/yippeeeeee-i-am-jobless-no-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-2384005324696822923</id><published>2007-03-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:54:25.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updates.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview interviews and more interviewsss..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so caught up with the crazy job hunting movement that I'm seriously down with some nasty bugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flu + cough + fever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man~ I went to some of the interviews in that terrible state and I guess the outcome of the interviews is so predictable. I mean who want to employ some sick and dumb girl? Out of these crazy interview schedule, I have narrowed down to just 3 companies. And their pay aren't that bad. The range? Lowest offer starts from 1.5k. Max quote at 1.75k. I'm really hoping that I can get the job with the highest quote of course. I'm starting to smell it actually.. But I just need to clear my doubts once and for all - I  NEED THEM TO CALL ME. erm.. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I think I have missed their call earlier today. I just not sure yet. I need a sign from them. Godd. I'm really thinking too much.. But you cant blame a sick and jobless girl who is hanging around at her empty house all day long. She is anxious, worried and just as excited as anyone who is out there sourcing for their ideal job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think that &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; is the job for me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;GIMME A + SIGN PLEASE HSBC!!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-2384005324696822923?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/2384005324696822923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=2384005324696822923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2384005324696822923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2384005324696822923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-4962494994999957650</id><published>2007-03-22T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T19:39:00.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone threaten me today. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wrote me an email.&lt;br /&gt;he said he found me and im in danger. i will not find him and will not know who he is, he says.. bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOUR NAME IS IN YA EMAIL MY FRIEND. QXC sexposed. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; *grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-4962494994999957650?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/4962494994999957650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=4962494994999957650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4962494994999957650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/4962494994999957650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-8682072342301132374</id><published>2007-03-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:04:56.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RgJo5AhJTXI/AAAAAAAAABg/bdx5YoIpA5Y/s1600-h/power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RgJo5AhJTXI/AAAAAAAAABg/bdx5YoIpA5Y/s320/power.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044709861209230706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-8682072342301132374?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8682072342301132374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=8682072342301132374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8682072342301132374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8682072342301132374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/RgJo5AhJTXI/AAAAAAAAABg/bdx5YoIpA5Y/s72-c/power.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-3249867738138998293</id><published>2007-03-18T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:23:19.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm officially off the bummer's list tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting work tomorrow! Kind of anxious and worried. But hope everything will turn out to be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-3249867738138998293?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/3249867738138998293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=3249867738138998293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3249867738138998293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/3249867738138998293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-officially-off-bummers-list-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-518625708573560028</id><published>2007-03-13T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:54:11.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>inferior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I don't want to do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;why should i waste my money for studying design if i dun wannado design?&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;correct?&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;like me&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;i think i like totally waste my parents money&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;nolahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe after u work sales then you feel.. you miss design then get back to design lor&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;i don think i can make it&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;sads&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;so sadssss&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;u think i can?&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;can la&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;we must always have faith and believe in ourself&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;u are like the best&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;nahh.. luna... please lor&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;if not the better students in dcmd&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;dun sweet talk here&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;no la &lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;serious&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;like i look back &lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;c'mon.. my grades like dropped seh&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;haizzz&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;so sadssss&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;my portfolio is like shit lo&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;mine also&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;but at least better than me&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;way better than me&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;portfolio and a dinner dress says:&lt;br /&gt;but that doesnt mean we cant improvise it right?&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;i dono la&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;mayb not now?&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i still feel very inferior&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;like after the grad show and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;i love design&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;but looking at the works our peers have done..&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;make me so stress and inferior and useless&lt;br /&gt;designslave&gt;&gt; wallet is flat says:&lt;br /&gt;tt i don wana do any related to design for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and maybe in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;employment status - employed.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-518625708573560028?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/518625708573560028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=518625708573560028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/518625708573560028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/518625708573560028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/03/inferior-complexity-i-think-i-dont-want.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-1788252859978004976</id><published>2007-03-12T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T13:41:01.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unemployed status: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a few steps away from being jobless and unemployed.. (Still need to sign agreement contact etc..) The new job seems tough. but Im willing to take up any challenges for money! muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update again! So happy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-1788252859978004976?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/1788252859978004976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=1788252859978004976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1788252859978004976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1788252859978004976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/03/unemployed-status-60-im-few-steps-away.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-1923550366962030721</id><published>2007-02-08T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:15:54.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he came just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left me in tears. why do i always have to cry after i see him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-1923550366962030721?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/1923550366962030721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=1923550366962030721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1923550366962030721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/1923550366962030721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/02/he-came-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-7038895617235092140</id><published>2007-02-07T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:22:20.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done with DCMD. finally~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. actually not quite. I still got my diploma show coming. Gosh.. But still, no more deadlines! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-7038895617235092140?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/7038895617235092140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=7038895617235092140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/7038895617235092140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/7038895617235092140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/02/wheeee-im-done-with-dcmd.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-907497896958703243</id><published>2007-02-01T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T20:33:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates: DCMD the official website is up! do check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= "www.thedcmdshow.com"&gt; link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to spot me.. I look totally like F in the photoshot~ haha&lt;br /&gt;but wadeva. it's up and running oready.. I cant possibly ask them to go change my pic right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cant find me?&lt;br /&gt;* im located on the right. erm.. somewhere near the logo. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-907497896958703243?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/907497896958703243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=907497896958703243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/907497896958703243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/907497896958703243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/02/updates-dcmd-official-website-is-up-do.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-2915292010297315409</id><published>2007-02-01T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T04:11:29.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realized that i got 1 very important thing to do after turning 21..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO SLIM DOWN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god.. I so damn chubby and round now. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-2915292010297315409?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/2915292010297315409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=2915292010297315409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2915292010297315409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/2915292010297315409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-realized-that-i-got-1-very-important.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-8741009962966838242</id><published>2007-01-29T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:04:57.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIRTHDAY TO ME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's rather shitty to celebrate ya big day in the mist of all the crazy projects and assignments. but hey. it's my big bay! i guess i will have to reward myself with a little something today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eve was good. with my maternal relatives around. i celebrated the eve with lots of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;angbaos&lt;/span&gt; and laugher. thank u all~ and is especially grateful to my parents for planning this 'surprise' party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/Rb1h3tbCMWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QSVtCiiHM0I/s1600-h/100_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/Rb1h3tbCMWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QSVtCiiHM0I/s320/100_2530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025280368929026402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the presents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/Rb1iltbCMYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dFENu-X2GhA/s1600-h/100_2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/Rb1iltbCMYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dFENu-X2GhA/s320/100_2531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025281159203008898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;diamond ring~&lt;br /&gt;from my parents!&lt;br /&gt;(strange that its not a key or something)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/Rb1h4NbCMXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gwaMFXPcRrs/s1600-h/100_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/Rb1h4NbCMXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gwaMFXPcRrs/s320/100_2527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025280377518961010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cake looks a little pathetic. heh. i think the party was kinda planned the minute before and that ordering a big will take time. erm. so, ya. this bengawan solo cake is my 1st bday cake. (yesh.. there's more to come!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my silly boy came last night wanting to surprise me and stuffs. but i was a little pissed with him at that time. cos i thought he really didn't want to celebrate my bday with me.. heh. anyways, he did planned a huge romantic candle-light surprise for me. not candle-light dinner but. erm. ya. with a lot of candle lights. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-8741009962966838242?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8741009962966838242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=8741009962966838242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8741009962966838242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8741009962966838242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-21st-birthday-to-me-its-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNAqlORDKec/Rb1h3tbCMWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QSVtCiiHM0I/s72-c/100_2530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-6118316364386811082</id><published>2007-01-28T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T11:59:57.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im posting as a 20 year old for the very last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS MY (dreaded) 21st BDAY TMR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. and i aint got time to celebrate. :( FYP due really soon and my website is still stuck. IM SO DEAD!!! can someone help me pleaseeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-6118316364386811082?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/6118316364386811082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=6118316364386811082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/6118316364386811082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/6118316364386811082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-posting-as-20-year-old-for-very-last.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-5615091730769028811</id><published>2007-01-15T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T13:05:40.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 signs that you can be luna-stress&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Having your Final Year Project due on your 21st birthday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have received updates that the project will be pushed forward to 31st Jan 07. Not on my big day anymore. But still, it would mean that there will be NO celebration for me. Have to wait for my post celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) 2 more weeks to &lt;i&gt;choing&lt;/i&gt; for you FYP. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with less than 50% done. :( I still have a lonnnggg way to go. And is keeping my fingers crossed.. Hopefully I can complete in time and with no major problems..&lt;br /&gt;*switching to &lt;i&gt;choingster&lt;/i&gt; mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Other than your big project, you have more shitty projects due along the way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portfolio assignments, Diploma Show commitments, #$$@%$ assignment, #$#@%$$^ project, @$##@% commitments. bla..bla..bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Constant nags from your mom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm not stressed enough. Chinese new year is pressing as so are my mom's nags. I have to do some spring cleaning! (why isn't my maid working?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) BF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is slack, lazy and always sleeping. I have to be calling and waking him up. Reminding him to do this and that. I gave him 16 missed calls last night. Just to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) No mood + easily irritated + forgetful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like as if I've got the time to do other stuffs. So I shall end my entry here. Forget about the reminding &lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt; 4 signs. A stress person is not in the right state of mind. ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) sianz. the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8) the end has ended &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9) the end ended liao! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 10)Why u.. leave my blog now la.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-5615091730769028811?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/5615091730769028811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=5615091730769028811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5615091730769028811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/5615091730769028811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-signs-that-you-can-be-luna-stress-1.html' title=''/><author><name>luna lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16456329373737165916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-8198749910555326027</id><published>2007-01-12T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T02:39:37.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been rather busy lately. With my FYP!  Omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm rather sad. Cos I think its likely that I'm going to spend my 21st birthday doing all the last minute shit for my FYP. Design's slave indeed. I hope that I can finish all that junk on time and by then, I can go overseas for my big day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. Shall blog less work more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-8198749910555326027?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8198749910555326027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=8198749910555326027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8198749910555326027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8198749910555326027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2007/01/have-been-rather-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-8419072312821613975</id><published>2006-12-30T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:04:57.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a new religion - horoscopism. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to preach. So all shall see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;click&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/www.astrology.com"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt; to worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its god damn accurate la. I totally freak out when I kinda read abt my this week predictions. The predictions said something like I'm out of money this week. And even made a prediction that i will probably lose my fortune on wed (26/12/06)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad, I lost my entire wallet on wed, 26th dec 2006! The whole wallet is worth up to $650+. Can you believe it? Arghhh.. All my cash and important cards and documentations.  And the worse thin, I don't really know where exactly I dropped it at.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, TCH promised to bear the full reponsibility of it.  So I need not worry so much about the lost cash. Right, TCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QnBtymtTvN0/RZYOZmY1SdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/koCZuHDVHH0/s1600-h/16122006212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QnBtymtTvN0/RZYOZmY1SdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/koCZuHDVHH0/s200/16122006212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014211068087847378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he is my man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap, I in love again. haha. Dropping in and out of love with the last few months of 2006 - It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your blessing ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind if you don't. Cos I don't really care. hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-8419072312821613975?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8419072312821613975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=8419072312821613975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8419072312821613975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/8419072312821613975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-new-religion-horoscopism.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QnBtymtTvN0/RZYOZmY1SdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/koCZuHDVHH0/s72-c/16122006212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116698272750378097</id><published>2006-12-25T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:52:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a not so merry christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 1st meeting with tch's mom ------------------------ 60% not merry&lt;br /&gt;2. almost late for work ------------------------------ 20% not merry&lt;br /&gt;3. work as the most sucky post for christmas --------- 30% not merry&lt;br /&gt;4. not much crowd at work ---------------------------- 25% merry&lt;br /&gt;5. thought of celebrating christmas at work ---------- 55% not merry&lt;br /&gt;6. think tch bring me bad luck (so true) ------------- 88% not merry&lt;br /&gt;7. free ben's and jerry ice-cream -------------------- 60% merry&lt;br /&gt;8. received his sad xmas sms ------------------------- 70% not merry&lt;br /&gt;9. lost figgin $250++ -------------------------------- 250% not merry&lt;br /&gt;10. no celebration for this 'merry' christmas -------- 97% not merry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAND TOTAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = 4&gt; -465% merry chistmas &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116698272750378097?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116698272750378097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116698272750378097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116698272750378097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116698272750378097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/not-so-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116646272202699897</id><published>2006-12-19T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:25:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116646272202699897?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116646272202699897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116646272202699897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116646272202699897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116646272202699897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/3.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116616711528872580</id><published>2006-12-15T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:29:31.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="125" height="50"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/scdVgdrB0cc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/scdVgdrB0cc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="275" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOxDHKhkZR0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOxDHKhkZR0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="275" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dude is trying too hard.. he even mouthed the wrong words at times.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like slapping him.. (esp the ending part)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116616711528872580?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116616711528872580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116616711528872580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116616711528872580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116616711528872580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-dude-is-trying-too-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116580986672312733</id><published>2006-12-11T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T12:04:29.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11th Dec 2006 (Mon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 31 months anniversary. And I was greeted by his break up msg the moment I open my eyes this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how I feel how. But I am defintely missing him. Thinking about the days we used to spend. The sweet and sour moments. Everything.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im lost...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116580986672312733?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116580986672312733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116580986672312733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116580986672312733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116580986672312733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/11th-dec-2006-mon-our-31-months.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116554837055049127</id><published>2006-12-08T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:26:10.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was having a huge debate with Victor last night.. Alongside with Jerry, Kimmy, Mar and Naim at esplanade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Topic: "Where is Benjamin Shears Bridge"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of them refered to the esplanage bridge as 'benjamin shears bridge'. #!%@$^#&amp;&lt;br /&gt;I was so anxious to prove them wrong.. Almost stalk a police on patrol for the right answer. But hack it. Internet is EVERYTHING. Lao niang shall reveal the answers here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor, if u are reading this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE = 4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN UP YA EYES..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of Benjamin Shears Bridge pictures I found online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/1600/180993/UL_839960_10883410615_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/320/756807/UL_839960_10883410615_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/1600/368637/1663404-Benjamin_Shears_Bridge_Marina_Bay-Singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/320/678864/1663404-Benjamin_Shears_Bridge_Marina_Bay-Singapore.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not convinced? See &lt;a href="http://www1.moe.edu.sg/learn@/singaporerivertrail/sec/G041_Dunman_Sec/bridges.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streerdirctory.com offers some good mapping location of benjamin shears bridge too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/gps/gps.php?x=31273.1725&amp;y=30650.2531&amp;star=1&amp;iconlist=star1,31273.1725,30650.2531;&amp;searchcompany=&amp;searchunitno=&amp;searchblock=&amp;searchstreetname=No+Address&amp;searchbuildingname=Benjamin+Sheares+Bridge&amp;searchpostalcode=000000&amp;searchmasterid=1&amp;searchbuildingid=17260&amp;level=4"&gt;Satellite image from streetdirectory.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din't top the class Social Studies in secondary school for nothing. MUAHAHA~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116554837055049127?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116554837055049127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116554837055049127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116554837055049127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116554837055049127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-was-having-huge-debate-with-victor.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116551436609190013</id><published>2006-12-08T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:59:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I try but I cant seem to get myself &lt;br /&gt;To think of anything &lt;br /&gt;But you &lt;br /&gt;Your breath on my face &lt;br /&gt;Your warm gentle kiss I taste the truth &lt;br /&gt;I taste the truth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know what I came here for &lt;br /&gt;So I won`t ask for more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;If only for a night &lt;br /&gt;To be the one whose in your arms &lt;br /&gt;Who holds you tight &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;There`s nothing more to say &lt;br /&gt;There`s nothing else I want more than to feel this way &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you (yeah) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I`ll hold you tonite &lt;br /&gt;Like I would if you were mine &lt;br /&gt;to hold forever more &lt;br /&gt;And I`ll saver each touch that I wanted &lt;br /&gt;So much to feel before (to feel before) &lt;br /&gt;How beautiful it is &lt;br /&gt;Just to be like this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;If only for a night &lt;br /&gt;To be the one whose in your arms &lt;br /&gt;Who holds you tight &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;There`s nothing more to say &lt;br /&gt;There`s nothing else I want more than to feel this way &lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be) I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby &lt;br /&gt;I can`t fight this feeling anymore &lt;br /&gt;It drives me crazy when I try to &lt;br /&gt;So call my name &lt;br /&gt;Take my hand &lt;br /&gt;Make my wish &lt;br /&gt;Baby, your command? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;There`s nothing more to say &lt;br /&gt;There`s nothing else I want more than to feel this way &lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be)I wanna be with you (I wanna be with you) &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;Wanna be with you (Yeahhh) &lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be with you)I wanna be &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be) &lt;br /&gt;(i wanna be) &lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be with you) Yeahh &lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be with you) &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be, I wanna be baby &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be &lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be with you) &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you yeah &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116551436609190013?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116551436609190013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116551436609190013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116551436609190013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116551436609190013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-try-but-i-cant-seem-to-get-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116538730652701222</id><published>2006-12-06T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:41:46.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished the film 'Monster' by Charlize Theron and Christina Rucci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/1600/513471/180px-Monster_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/320/919535/180px-Monster_movie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the real-ness of the film. SOOOO nice~ hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the superb acting skills of Charlize is fantastic. Love her. Not to mention her sacrifice for the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/1600/879380/charlize-theron-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/320/596591/charlize-theron-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/1600/555772/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5651/2423/320/944132/monster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now rgd my relationshippsss. Im screwed. It seems that I have no one to talk to. I can't even face the reality of breaking up with him. I don't know what exactly I am waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a chance for us to start all over again like before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or waiting for the right moment to tell him that its the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO IDEA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with my heart you may say. But I don't even know how I feel towards him now. We have not exchange text messages for days. I do even have the chance to talk to him. I tried calling him a couple of days back. But to no avail. Nothing happened. It jus keep dragging on and on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I can just for a moment stop thinking about the whole thing. But I just can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im screweeeddddddd~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116538730652701222?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116538730652701222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116538730652701222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116538730652701222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116538730652701222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-just-finished-film-monster-by.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116470315305880512</id><published>2006-11-28T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:39:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im was super bored in lab, so i went to &lt;a href="www.ferryhalim.com"&gt;orisinal&lt;/a&gt; to play the stack the pigs game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all happened without warning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behold....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its very scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you ready???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/1600/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/game.jpg" border="0" alt="click to enlarge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~ IM THE TOP 2! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER PROUD canz? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116470315305880512?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116470315305880512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116470315305880512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116470315305880512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116470315305880512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-was-super-bored-in-lab-so-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116469870609819586</id><published>2006-11-28T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:25:06.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We seperated. It was kind of expected. We have not really talk to each other for the past few weeks. And even if we do meet up and talk, we will end up fighting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this is the real decision. But I defintely felt better now. I feel that there is like 1 less thing for me to ponder about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray that everything is going to be ok..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116469870609819586?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116469870609819586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116469870609819586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116469870609819586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116469870609819586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-seperated.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116419115314110884</id><published>2006-11-22T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T18:28:14.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hilarious! watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hate how they describe nicole though.. bleahz&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" FlashVars="gatewayUrl=http://www.myheavy.com/flashservices/gateway.php&amp;heavyGatewayUrl=http://www.heavy.com/flashservices/gateway.php&amp;heavyServerPath=http://www.heavy.com&amp;myheavyServerPath=http://cache.myheavy.com&amp;embedID=6179c1dfdffa913bfdb803603d95051a&amp;videoID=3802&amp;videoType=heavy&amp;autoPlay=false" src="http://www.myheavy.com/ve/flvplayer" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116419115314110884?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116419115314110884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116419115314110884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116419115314110884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116419115314110884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/11/hilarious-watch-it.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116404447868539075</id><published>2006-11-21T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:41:18.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/heartDrain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this heart-shape patch of water on the covered drainage while I was coming home after work.. Swweeett~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be a love sign for me? Kekeke.. Hope so. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116404447868539075?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116404447868539075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116404447868539075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116404447868539075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116404447868539075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-saw-this-heart-shape-patch-of-water.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116400890116606535</id><published>2006-11-20T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:49:36.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We've been bitching about him lately. Whoa.. Revealed so much secrets. Man.. I think he is such a jerk. Holy crap. Can imagine someone who look so decent and stuffs can be doing such nonsensical shit. I am really SHOCKED. haha. Anyways, it's still none of my business. I'm just going to stay clear of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Im done with the INDS aka Final Year Project (FYP) interim session. I was seriously not looking forward to it la.. I only had 2 fucking days to prepare 20% of the FYP for the interim.. But surprise surprise.. I scored a B for the interim. WHEE. I think the lecturers are seriously in good mood that day, during my interim presentation. Now to think of it.. I think its really true. Cos I had my presentation almost immed after the lecturers' lunch break. Whooo. They really must have quite some nice dish for lunch that day. Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I still have quite a few improvements to make after the suggestions the judges gave during the interim. And thanks to Victor. He sent me to cloud 99999999 last night. I like more motivated to start on my design. I swear that I will be starting TMR! wahah. With my crazy dzaf. We really need each other's motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT AFFORD TO SLACK ANYMORE THIS YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chirstmas is coming. And so is 2007..  I really not looking forward to 2007. SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I will be fucking 21 next year. SO OLD... :( And I dono what am I going to do on my 21st bday. :( And esp after watching the rich kids at MTV's sweet 16, Im like super ultra depressed. I cant even get a proper handphone as my bday present needless to say a spanking new BWM car. bleah.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start planning my bday party ar.. Book the whole DBL-O.. Invite strippers. whooo... I need a R21 party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116400890116606535?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116400890116606535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116400890116606535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116400890116606535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116400890116606535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/11/weve-been-bitching-about-him-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116378074676303043</id><published>2006-11-18T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:25:46.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kevin Federline has gone from a life of luxury to watching every cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wannabe rapper is due to perform in Miami this weekend but rather than&lt;br /&gt;fly to the venue he travelled there by bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a loser la. My god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read more &lt;a href= "www.hollywoodrag.com"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116378074676303043?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116378074676303043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116378074676303043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116378074676303043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116378074676303043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116264343650173314</id><published>2006-11-04T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:30:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How dumb of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind the actual content (of why the remark..), but I am defintely awake now. Thanks to Mar, Anna and Shanice for the wonderful gals-nite on Thurs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I wasn't really desirable. (only when I was on the dance floor..) But I guess not now. ;) The feeling of guysss (yes, pural) going after me was - &lt;font size = 3&gt; shoik!&lt;/font&gt; Not including the stupid 'fling' of course. That was really a mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I lurve DBL O. Shall offically declare DBL O as my fav club. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go back to flirting. I have a LOOONNNGGGGGGGG waiting list. &lt;i&gt;-outz-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116264343650173314?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116264343650173314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116264343650173314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116264343650173314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116264343650173314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-dumb-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116230554369395433</id><published>2006-10-31T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:39:03.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling WTF now. Don ask why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE = 6&gt;WTF!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116230554369395433?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116230554369395433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116230554369395433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116230554369395433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116230554369395433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116179364860533693</id><published>2006-10-26T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:27:28.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the looks of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 HOT BABES talking online. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116179364860533693?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116179364860533693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116179364860533693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116179364860533693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116179364860533693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-like-looks-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116167553886943650</id><published>2006-10-24T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T15:38:58.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He ask me to be his fling even when he knows very well that Im attached with Bei. He got his gal too. But he still persisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like him the day I saw him. I like him more as a norm friend. Seeing him with his gal made me a lil green but I got over it very soon cos I know we can never but together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's the past. I didn't know how he felt towards me. Maybe this is a test for me and Bei's relationship. To test my love for him and the level of resistant for any temptations. But his SMS really got me. I was thinking hard about his SMS the whole of my mahjong session last night. And I am still thinking about it now. He does sound serious to me. But then again, you can never understand guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think this test the limit. I may go wrong anytime. This is nothing like the dumb guy trying to get accquianted with me in his car.. (check the previous few entry..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. You really got me this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116167553886943650?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116167553886943650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116167553886943650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116167553886943650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116167553886943650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/10/he-ask-me-to-be-his-fling-even-when-he.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116153375388713241</id><published>2006-10-23T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:15:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i will never find someone so perfect like you ever again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you bei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116153375388713241?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116153375388713241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116153375388713241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116153375388713241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116153375388713241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-i-will-never-find-someone-so.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116092714846358058</id><published>2006-10-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:45:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He say he would tailor-made me a &lt;i&gt;qipao&lt;/i&gt; for our wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116092714846358058?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116092714846358058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116092714846358058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116092714846358058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116092714846358058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/10/he-say-he-would-tailor-made-me-qipao.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-116053511748371653</id><published>2006-10-11T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:51:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The guys really dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking home last night after a tiring zoology experience. Then there was this dark blue car that drove by at the opposite lane. The driver seems like he was looking for something. Got his head popped out and stuffs. But I was way too tired to be bothered by his dumb gestures. Minutes later, the same car appeared besides me. The driver got his side window wind down and he was checking me out. Ya, in the middle of the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi miss, can i be your friend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = -2&gt; &lt;i&gt; realised that the phrase is in lower case? cos that's how low class peeps' speech should appear vitually... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him &lt;i&gt;da hand&lt;/i&gt; sign, clearly stating that I am not interested at all and I didnt want to have anything to do with him. Then he offered me a ride back home, hoping that his junk ride can impress me. I rejected him of course. Unless his ride is that brand new BMW. kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that loser stared begging me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please larz. friends only. send you home la. like that also cannot meh? hmm.. why not i give you my number. you call me la. then we can go out and have fun. please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong move. Trying to act cute with me, LUNA LIM LAY TING? Wahaha.. Do I even look cute to you?! What loser. I was getting a little pissed off then but I still kindly rejected his offer.  Guess what then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sped off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = 4&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WTF!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I should have lure the guy outta his car and give his balls a hard kick. Maybe two kicks. To balance off the pain. Haha. Whatever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-116053511748371653?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/116053511748371653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=116053511748371653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116053511748371653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/116053511748371653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/10/guys-really-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115933379108404494</id><published>2006-09-27T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:09:51.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl!! Im back.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need a favour from you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im intending to do a re-branding project for "This Fashion" as my final year project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your comments @ the TALKS section ya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will appreciate ya comments! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115933379108404494?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115933379108404494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115933379108404494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115933379108404494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115933379108404494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-ppl-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115868511931029621</id><published>2006-09-20T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T00:58:39.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was trying to disappear from the blog scene for a month and just go do wad I feel like doing. Just go with my heart and slack. And minus all the action from the internet. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might sound like a crazy thing to those who cant live a day without the net. But I swear I was about make it. (Just check my last post if you don't believe me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuffs happened. From waiting anxiously for Night Safari reponse for my part time application to getting my shitty results just recently. And even my dear queen queein was missing, I wasn't motivated to blog about it at all. After all, more unplesant things happened to me for the past few weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today is a special day. I found her. I thought she was going to be missing and probably be a stray for her rest of her life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size =3&gt;  Queen queein is back! :D &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wad happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was walking back home with my sister after my supper @ mac. We were kinda debating abt something. But I kinda not remember wad we were debating for. (nt impt anyways) Then I heard her cry. Louder and louder. I recognise her calls and as I call out her name, the crys gets more intense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Queen queein..." I called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, her crawl up to me from the bolow of a blue Toyota. I almost cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My playful queein won't even reponse to my call before our seperation. Not even say to come toward my direction. Anyways, she slim down alot.. As I carry her and made our way back home, she fidget and try to get in a comfortable position. That got me really puzzled as she usually enjoy being carried by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realised that why she had fidget like a maggot earlier on. She had sustain  two wounds within a week as a stray. Vicious pets around my neighbourhood. :( &lt;br /&gt;And one appeared to be quite recent. It was still damp with blood. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad that I found her. I really am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her absence, then I appreciated her presence and her everything.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Love your pets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115868511931029621?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115868511931029621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115868511931029621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115868511931029621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115868511931029621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-trying-to-disappear-from-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115701639091384443</id><published>2006-08-31T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:26:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nth much to update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAN A JOB!! &lt;br /&gt;I have been slacking for too long.. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am bum.. waha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115701639091384443?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115701639091384443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115701639091384443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115701639091384443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115701639091384443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/nth-much-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115583084374548278</id><published>2006-08-17T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:07:23.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not a glorious thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we quarreled. After being so loving and forgiving for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;I think there is something very wrong with him. But I just don't know how to put them into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel that being with him is a waste of time. With all his shitty NS commitments and his egotism thing going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I spend the fucking whole afternoon at his place rotting and collecting dust after my EDS final assessment. I was so dressed up. I thought he might be bringing me to nice places for that day. But I was so fucking wrong.. And he dare had the cheek to tell me that he intend to go ZOUK with his botak NS bustard friends. WTF!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fuming mad now. SERIOUS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never believe him again. Recalling what he said a couple of weeks ago, planning nice outting to go here and there. Now it's all say and no action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago he called and tell me that he is sick and he wont be going out. No longer meeting his buddies and he wont be fetching me over to his place. Ok, sounds fine. Since he is sick and stuffs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this fucking bustard told me 90 mins before the last received call that I SHOULD GO GET READY AND WAIT FOR HIS CALL. He said he will be fetching me straight at my doorstep. I obeyed of course. Took my shower, get changed and prepare the clothes that I need for the overnight stay. And last mintue, mr JERK yong lin called and said he wont be going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE = 4&gt; WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He commanded me to sleep early and fucking said that he will be picking me up tml @ 9am for some grocery shopping (for some stup BBQ) and if he doesn't see me @ 9.30am, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THAT'S IT" (quoted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the fish? What "that's it?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRR.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;that asshole two million tight slapssss across his face. NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115583084374548278?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115583084374548278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115583084374548278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115583084374548278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115583084374548278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-not-glorious-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115569976950589771</id><published>2006-08-16T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:42:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my EDS final assessment.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don feel exactly confident nor comfortable with my performance, I'm just glad that everything is so over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE I CAN PASS YEAR 3..&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115569976950589771?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115569976950589771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115569976950589771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115569976950589771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115569976950589771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115555936220912261</id><published>2006-08-14T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:42:42.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a Ngee Ann Poly girl wearing a white racer back with a FBT shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she wearing a 1" wedges with that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115555936220912261?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115555936220912261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115555936220912261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115555936220912261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115555936220912261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115540866117509761</id><published>2006-08-13T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:53:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ppl (esp those from SP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are wondering when and where my installation will be held at, here are the details.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73086092@N00/213358312/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/94/213358312_f268efbbe5_m.jpg" width="240" height="152" border = 0 alt="digNose" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size = 3&gt; Vintage Inspired - fashion installation&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Singapore Polytechnic&lt;br /&gt;School of Business / School of Media and Info-Technology)&lt;br /&gt;Block T19&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;Stairways near FoodCourt 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date &amp; Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 10/08/06 (thurs) till 15/08/06(tues)&lt;br /&gt;Whole Day (till SP shuts its gate that is..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO COME DOWN AND SUPPORT!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and drop me your comments via the comments dolls or under the 'TALKS' section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be diggin my nose for you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115540866117509761?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115540866117509761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115540866117509761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115540866117509761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115540866117509761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-ppl-esp-those-from-sp-if-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115529388660890052</id><published>2006-08-11T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:58:09.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yipeeee!! Its the unoffical start of the school holidays! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so relived and (strangely) high! hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven been slping well for the past 4 days.. (in total, I slept for less than 10 hrs for the past 4 days.. ) So super stone and shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to rush thru 2 major assignments within 1 week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as Advance Authoring (ADVA) that deals with advance flash action-scriptings. Special thanks to Kheng Leong from DMMT who help us out with the super complicating action-scripts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDS. Also known as experimental design studio. My concept is basically to give old and boring items a second chance.. I re-made the items (generally old and unwanted clothings, compact discs, wires, magnetic tapes and wires) into doll-sized vintaged-inspired apparels. I made a total of 6 doll sized apparel. Wasn't a total success I feel. But I'm seriously damn proud of myself. I never thought I could finish EDS like within 4 days. &lt;em&gt;(Even project runway give their designers a 1.5 days grace for making their concept sketch apparel into the actual piece.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite a feat to complete EDS installation. But I'm not done with EDS yet. I still have final assessment coming Wed (yesh.. Have to go beck to school during holidays..). Got to meet the judges and explain my concepts and stuffs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/my%20fav%21.jpg" border="0" alt="Vintage Inspired - the fashion installion" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sneak preview&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be will back like real soon to upload the long-awaited Bang's wedding pics and also details of my EDS fashion installation (includes yummy pictures!!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. First things first... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font size = 3&gt;SLEEP!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115529388660890052?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115529388660890052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115529388660890052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115529388660890052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115529388660890052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/yipeeee-its-unoffical-start-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115503173197109889</id><published>2006-08-08T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:08:51.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just for laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/1600/Mathematics%201%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/Mathematics%201%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the things we do are this simple, Peter.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115503173197109889?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115503173197109889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115503173197109889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115503173197109889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115503173197109889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-for-laughs.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115469450177156880</id><published>2006-08-04T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:28:21.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucking busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for holidays to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115469450177156880?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115469450177156880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115469450177156880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115469450177156880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115469450177156880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/08/fucking-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115434168351889644</id><published>2006-07-31T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:28:12.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can someone get me this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/1600/ds1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/ds1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jomashop.com/bvlgari-101014.html"&gt;That's so kind of you.. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115434168351889644?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115434168351889644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115434168351889644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115434168351889644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115434168351889644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-someone-get-me-this-thats-so-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115418227767137579</id><published>2006-07-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:11:17.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/Image002editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fav shoes..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada..yada.. I'm not trying to show case my favourite shoes thingy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something real tragic happened to this pair shoes this rainy afternoon.. :( &lt;br /&gt;Can't tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/1600/Image003%20editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/Image003%20editted.jpg" border="0" alt="click to enlarge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken! :( &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slipped and broke the heel of the left shoe while walking back with him to his residential. Super depressed. I love this heels. &lt;br /&gt;Damn the super lousy slippery floor at his residential. Arrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115418227767137579?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115418227767137579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115418227767137579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115418227767137579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115418227767137579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-of-my-fav-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115415243567889504</id><published>2006-07-29T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T14:04:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[Photo-log]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bang's 21st Bday Party @ Chevrons KTV!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party, held exactly a week before Bang's wedding was superb!&lt;br /&gt;Tons of cheap beer, Sing till you are voiceless and not forgetting the yummy Swensen's ICE-CREAM  cake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/DSC01200editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meandhim.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetz. I don't know where I'm staring at.. Maybe at the ice cold beer. ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/DSC01206editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(clockwise)bang.him.oink.shan&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'BROTHERS'. waha.. &lt;br /&gt;Check bang out.. I think he's sleeping on his comfy shoulders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/DSC01199editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan.him.me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERZ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/DSC01202editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas.him.me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's trying to play PIMP. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/DSC01205editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him.shan&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, again. ha~ I think they are in love. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/DSC01184editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thepeople&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the cake out! I love ice-cream cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad photo huh? Cos I cant seem to edit away the smoke! Arrr.. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that room was like super foggy 15 mintues after we got the room.&lt;br /&gt;We smoke as thot the cigrattes are on the house. ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/DSC01209editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theBrothers&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to see all his secondary school friends can come together for Bang's special day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my 21st bday is gg to be like.. ?:~|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115415243567889504?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115415243567889504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115415243567889504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115415243567889504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115415243567889504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/photo-log-bangs-21st-bday-party.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115410709121318340</id><published>2006-07-29T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T14:06:16.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I shouldn't be showing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/320/IMG_0985web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking fat.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw this pic I was like "OMFG! You mean I'm &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; fat?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to save myself..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on,&lt;br /&gt;Let me go dig out my 'shaping' tools..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work a little magic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TaDa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/320/IMG_0985editted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why I have to post the complete collection of pics like in mid-Aug..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side-by-side comparison..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/1600/IMG_0985compare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5651/2423/200/IMG_0985compare.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm good.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115410709121318340?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115410709121318340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115410709121318340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115410709121318340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115410709121318340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-i-shouldnt-be-showing-this_29.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115404803027920840</id><published>2006-07-28T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T08:53:50.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=50 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 12pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 42% Selfish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/selfish-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite balanced. You are able to compromise when it's in the best interests of those involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're no pushover. If something is important to you, you'll get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Selfish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115404803027920840?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115404803027920840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115404803027920840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-42-selfish-you-are-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115404703520728510</id><published>2006-07-28T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T08:37:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;[small talk]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the cute Brandon Routh - look alike guy I saw at SP foodcourt 2 on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had those cute nerdy glasses and a similar hair-do as Brando Routh in Superman Returns!&lt;br /&gt;And of course, not forgetting those super gorgeous and ultra attractive muscles!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don even know his name.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115404703520728510?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115404703520728510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115404703520728510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115404703520728510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115404703520728510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/small-talk-i-missed-cute-brandon-routh.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115384305524817029</id><published>2006-07-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:57:35.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tot I have lots of fun over the weekends I gonna like summarise them short in this entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason being I have way too much stuffs to catch up with this week.. (*buzy....*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Bang's wedding, turn out to be quite a successful one.. &lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't say that it was a total success probably cos the wedding itself was planned within such a short period of time and lots of nice, romantic details were missed out. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself during the weekends.. Not because of the wedding thing (I swear that WEDDING is a truly tiring thing!!) but he was with me for the full 3 days. :) He even took a day off him NS for the wedding. Sweetz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*pictures will come in latest by mid August.. :P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He booked in last night and I still have not receive any calls from him since.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. I miss him so much.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm suffering from the overdosage of his presence during the weekends.. I can't wait for the weekends to come.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115384305524817029?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115384305524817029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115384305524817029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115384305524817029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115384305524817029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/tot-i-have-lots-of-fun-over-weekends-i.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115344337550274814</id><published>2006-07-21T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T08:56:15.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;[small talk]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 full days of crazy maddness shopping =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high. satisfaction. tired. fun. i want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks till &lt;s&gt;shitty&lt;/s&gt; assignments due = &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fustrated. stressed. irritated. lethargic. weak. ya lihin, WTF. mathafuckers. depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115344337550274814?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115344337550274814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115344337550274814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115344337550274814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115344337550274814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/small-talk-2-full-days-of-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115332510794530630</id><published>2006-07-19T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:05:07.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size = 3&gt; COUNSELEE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a new term i learnt from my psychology class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn vocab from me.. (*evil smirk*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;COUNSEL&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giver : counsell-&lt;i&gt;or&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;receiver : counsel-&lt;i&gt;ee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EMPLOYMENT&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giver : employ-&lt;i&gt;er&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;receiver : employ-&lt;i&gt;ee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUITION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giver : tut-&lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;receiver : tut-&lt;i&gt;ee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FUCK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giver : fuck-&lt;i&gt;er&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;receiver : fuck-&lt;i&gt;ee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess those whores are the fuckees.. Waha.&lt;br /&gt;EH, my england powderful seh... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115332510794530630?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115332510794530630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115332510794530630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115332510794530630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115332510794530630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/counselee-new-term-i-learnt-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115324139493175149</id><published>2006-07-19T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T00:50:13.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna look prettier than the bride on sunday.. hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a red satin top from ZARA yetd and I tot that it will go well with the skirts I have @ home. And much to my dismay, none of my black bottoms make me look gorgeous with the elegant red satin top. Argh.. &lt;br /&gt;For a moment I felt so so so cheated. Like something you thought you have total confidence in turn out like shit in the end. I almost went bonkers. I spend like freaking 9 hrs shopping for just that top and without wise consideration. Ya, they call it the impulse buy. ARGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate and anxious to get this dinner thing over and donw with. So I cancalled my flash meeting with Yixiu and Shimin and went straight to town after the VDA TVC shooting. Speaking of which, the TVC couldn't be completed cos of the bloody porterable battery for the key lighting. (And I was the lighting crew..) Had to reshoot again for the last scene tml @ kenn's place again.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mar joined me after she finish her school and kindly act as my 'styling consultant'. Things went quite okay initially. I wanted to exchange the red stain top with other nice dresses that ZARA have to offer. And.. Guess what. I was back to the same point after trying all the dresses at ZARA ngee ann. I left ZARA with the same red satin top that I have came in with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mar was suggesting that I should just go look for pencil skirts or the 'in' tapered black pants for the polished and stylish look. Waste another 3 hrs searching aimlessly at Far East. Tot I get find a pair of glam glam earrings to go along with the polished look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up. Back to ZARA. I WILL exchange for a nice dress regardless the price. Head on to the bigger ZARA at Liat Towers. And thank god lady luck is on my side. I found a super cute greyish blue ballerina-inspired low cut babydoll dress and it cost only $39.90! It's within my budget! Whaha.. And the dress fits perfectly. :) &lt;br /&gt;Got rid of the red top and exchanged for the ballarina dress along with 2 additional  items.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Accomplished! Whoo Hoo~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a nice dress to wear for Bang's wedding! And I think Bei will be damn proud to have me as his GF.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe? I'll show you what's G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S on sunday. hurhur.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115324139493175149?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115324139493175149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115324139493175149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115324139493175149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115324139493175149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-no-i-think-im-gonna-look-prettier.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115315270382442373</id><published>2006-07-17T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:11:43.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how strange. My general feelings for each blog entry seems to be alternative.. Good and bad.. No wonder some say woman are predictable.. hurhur.. But NOT all the times (women are predictable) ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the main topic.. I so so so happy! Like seriously.. OMG.. I went shopping with his gal-pals in preparation for Sunday's wedding (Bang's wedding). And the best part?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;I DONT HAVE TO PAY A THING!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not that his friends pay for me or wad. But for the 1st time, I get a fully sponsered shopping trip from him!! WHOOOOOOO~ :)&lt;br /&gt;How sweet of him! He passed me his ATM card (and provided me with his pin number, of cos) on Sunday and ask me to join his gal-pals for shopping trip. Like I get to spend as much as I like as long as he have enough money to support my total spendings for today! Coool!!! $)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he did that out of guilt. hurhur. Cos I have been complaining that he has really spend much quality time with me since he was asked to be the best-man. Like so much things he have to help out and stuffs. I do understand and I'm not a materialistic gal of cos.. I didn't 'punish' him but spending all his money. hurhur. Thot I almost accidentally broke the card broke into 2. hurhur.. Just bought myself a red hot satin top from ZARA @ $59.90 and a chiffon shawl for $15 at the end of the day. Less than $100.. Sweetz~ I also bought a brown tie for him too from Topman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I kinda have bad feelings about this shopping trip initially. Cos firstly, I not like damn close with his gal-pals. And you know I not totally fantastic with socializing. Then came the awkward part. 1 of the gals involve in today's shopping trip used to be  Bei's ex-GF and he was once so totally into her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like WTF right? Shopping with his ex-GF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surprisingly it turn out all well! I like Bei must be like really happy right now if he reads this.. hurhur. He called me like a million times today cos he was afraid that I might turn down the shopping 'invitation' and he was also kinda worried that I will "put on my airs" and totally cant click with his gal-pals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so tired but had so much fun! Trying on all those super beautiful and gorgeous gowns and dresses, tops and bottoms.. We went from town to marina sq then to city plaza &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(hey gals.. do check out this place for cheap and nice gowns!!)&lt;/span&gt; and back to town again.. Like real crazy. But I sure enjoyed myself. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I swear tt I'm so gonna take tons and tons of pics on Sunday. WhoooHooo~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115315270382442373?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115315270382442373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115315270382442373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115315270382442373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115315270382442373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/d-like-how-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115280300859267127</id><published>2006-07-13T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:10:55.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man and their stereotyping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really got me mad.. Mad because I can't believe the so-called "intelligent" species can make such dumb remarks base on simply wad they see most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still could recall a couple of months where I had this big family gathering with all my paternal relatives. I brought my then 4 months old Queein to east coast for the gathering. I didn't expect that she will create such a stir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like tons of relatives coming to me asking dumb questions like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Why are you keeping a cat? Aiyo.. Keep dog ma.. Better. Can help safe-guard your terrace house..." &lt;br /&gt;"Cat's fur will drop and drop.. Very dirty leh. And ya, the shit very smelly!"&lt;br /&gt;"Cat will scratch your leather couch! And other furnitures.. Oh dear.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on and on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like... Duh...&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I hate dogs!! Ok, not exactly hate. But I prefer cats so so so so mcuh. Like not long after I moved into the Villa Verde estate, I was chased by my new neighbour's 2 huge dogs. Can't really remember the bred. But its was a really horrifying experience. And  hours ago, while I was on my way out for yoga class, this neighbouhood dog came pounding on me.. I was stunned! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/188784104_7d9ce0ebbb_m.jpg" width="192" height="240" alt="dog attack!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dog attack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I already have a security alarm system installed in my house! I bet the security alarm works so much better than a dog.. Oh yeah, in case your brain isn't working auntie @%%%, Human beings DOES suffer from hair lost (not to say cats). I see no diff. As long as I bathe Queein regularly she will be so much cleaner than you smelly aunties. And, doesn't your shit stinks?  &lt;br /&gt;Cats does have a tendacy to scratch stuffs but I trim Queein's nails so often that my nails even out-grown hers. I also strongly believe that my Queein is a tame and well behave cat.. ;) &lt;br /&gt;(Altot sometimes she does deliver a nasty bite..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;ARGHHHH... WADEVA~&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the long awaited Queein's pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/59/188773504_e20fb722ec_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="yummy!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bottle feed her when she was still a mth ++&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/57/188773500_cdd8eee0af_m.jpg" width="173" height="240" alt="baby queein" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;look at those eyes!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/188773501_2f9f096130_m.jpg" width="168" height="240" alt="puny queein" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;see how puny she is!!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/188773506_a50e8fdc5f_m.jpg" width="240" height="205"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;grrr.. stup aunties and their stup qns...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/188773508_894be45b05_m.jpg" width="240" height="201"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Queein - now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before Queein, I used to adore Bei's neighbour's fluffy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/188776454_1f9c9cbaba_m.jpg" width="240" height="180"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;CUTE~&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/188773498_5534f87eb1_m.jpg" width="240" height="195" alt="random stray female cat" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;some random stray cat&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;running high with fever + sore throat now.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115280300859267127?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115280300859267127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115280300859267127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115280300859267127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115280300859267127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/man-and-their-stereotyping.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115270693463536924</id><published>2006-07-12T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:22:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bluuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffering from flu agian.. Don't know where I caught the flu bug from in such a bright sunny day.. Anyway, Im nt here to talk abt flu and how it spreads bla..bla..bla.... BLEAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to AlleyBar last night! &lt;br /&gt;Ya, I know. Im like suppose to like go Velvet but super blur queen Anna left the other half of the Velvet invite with Jason last wed (when we went to Zouk). And dear Jason is @ Aussie now.. :(&lt;br /&gt;So we are like left with not much choice then. Ended up at AlleyBar. A super intimate chill out session with my best bud. ;) Talked about lots of stuffs that I been wanting to tell her. And finally got the chance to throw them all out at her last night. Was fun anyway. Had 1-for-1 Hoegaarden to accompany us while we bitch around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/1/187998575_b4bf1a8c16_m.jpg" width="240" height="190"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anna with the HUGE hoegaarden&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Hoegaarden!!! It's huge! Haha.. Ok, maybe you will be able to see the contrast in the following pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/78/187998576_1eb8a5a5a6_m.jpg" width="208" height="240" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chhhh...eeeerrrr..zzzz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like huge right? Haha.. I was also sharing with Anna the topic on tattoo.. Im so distracted with the bloody scar on my right boob. Its like everytime I see the scar, I feel so upset and I feel that my body is no lobger perfect. &lt;br /&gt;So I'm like intending to 'mask' my scar with a tattoo, porbably a couple of months later when my scar doesn't hurt at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the first time..&lt;br /&gt;Behold, here's my bloody ugly scar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/66/187998577_bb480b2e39_m.jpg" width="221" height="240"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fucking ugly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna was suggesting to have a butterfly tattoo cos the scar looks abit like a big fat ugly worm.. haha.. But then.. BUTTERFLY???!!! That's so &lt;i&gt;lian=ish&lt;/i&gt; lo.. Haha.. I rather be caught with my scar than with a "Hello, I'm the lian-at-heart" butterfly tattoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now end you guys with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/67/187998573_f85cca703a_m.jpg" width="206" height="240" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;José!!&lt;br /&gt;Window display @ Adidas, Grand Cathy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115270693463536924?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115270693463536924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115270693463536924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115270693463536924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115270693463536924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/bluuuuu-i-suffering-from-flu-agian.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115251962154651107</id><published>2006-07-10T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T16:20:21.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im blogging from home! Nice day off from sch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like suppose to meet up for our VDA project, right GuoRong, Sophie, Dzaf and Kenn?! But anyways, Kenn cant seem to get the Merz SLK ready today. So, &lt;i&gt;wadevazzz&lt;/i&gt;.  I can finally take a decent break.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven being slping enuf last week. Since the killer Flash assignment. I clubbed like on last Wed then rush like a someone from the asylum trying to finish and complete the Flash thin on Thurs. Gota work on Fri evenings at turf club. And watch SUPERMAN RETURNS at freaking 12am... (For god's sake.. the movie ended ard 3am++) After we got home (as in his home), we have to help Bang with his wedding invitation card thing.. Whoa~ Knocked out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only get ample slp last night and finally sometime to relax today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a new phone! WooHoo~ I was aimming for Motorola's V3X but the overall feedback I got from my frenz wasnt really that positive.. So, I ditch that idea and got myself a NOKIA 6280. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda admit that I still misses my S700I. For its damn power camera function.. Even  the 2-MegaPixel NOKIA 6280 cant beat S700I's camera function.. Sony Ericsson's like the best.. So I swear I'm like really gonna change my phone again when Sony Ericsson improves on its design.. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. I'm gg Velvet Underground tml night. So I'm going to slp like super early tonight. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115251962154651107?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115251962154651107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115251962154651107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115251962154651107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115251962154651107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-blogging-from-home-nice-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115242226898611636</id><published>2006-07-09T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T13:20:23.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I caught SUPERMAN RETURNS with Bei @ the Grand Cathy last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the movie (more than wad i did for X-Men III) and I was convinced that Director - Bryan Singer is a really talented director. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went online, having the intention to like know more abt Bryan Singer and his past works (other than the best of X-Men I AND II)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look wad I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/76/185243109_d67d5ed877_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice huh~ That's Bryan Singer in one of the many SUPERMAN RETURNS sets. Kinda reminded me of the 1995 Power Ranger movie. HurHur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/185243111_cf63fb1cca_m.jpg" width="160" height="240"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another shot of Bryan Singer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole show is like really enjoyable. But I only thing I find disturbing is the actors. Esp Routh in that SUPERMAN costume. So ugly! (tot I think he look quite cute as SUPERMAN's alter ego, Clark Kent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I shalln't say much.. Just see for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/62/185243108_4fb8895ccf_m.jpg" width="240" height="119" alt="tom vs brandon" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;My hubby Welling VS Routh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The looks of it you can already tell that Bryan Singer chould pick Welling. &lt;br /&gt;If you are still not convinced, take a look at my comparison.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Welling (1977) is older than Routh (1979). Yar, older. Meaning Welling have more experience than Routh.&lt;br /&gt;2) Welling have natural greenish-hazel eyes. And Routh? Brown eyes.. Chey. Even my Bei have nautral hazel eyes.. &lt;br /&gt;3) Welling is taller! Standing at 6'3", he beat Routh by 1/2".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm writing the comparsion part I like etting pissed as the same time. I mean how can Bryan Siner NOT use Welling??!! &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should like go email Bryan and ask him to use Welling  for the next SUPERMAN movie.. (I heard there is.. But I don't think it's like confirm yet..) HEMP~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115242226898611636?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115242226898611636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115242226898611636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115242226898611636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115242226898611636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-caught-superman-returns-with-bei.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115217709086566059</id><published>2006-07-06T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T17:20:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &amp;#9829; Luna!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, which is me. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never dare to say that to myself in the past. Cos I have totally no confidence in myself. Be it in studies, looks and style. &lt;br /&gt;As a design student, I thought having a style that you can call your own is very important. Like how famous artist make a mark in our history textbook or how LV and Prada make so much money a year. They have &lt;I&gt;THE&lt;/I&gt; style and its a style that they can call their own. &lt;br /&gt;So I'm like desperately seeking for my own style these years. I want people to go "Hey, that's so Luna" when they see my works.. But that day never happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I realised that I do not have a fixed style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I am every style. I am versatile. I am fexible. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to Jazz music and loves all Micheal Buble's renditions. &lt;br /&gt;But I also groove to R&amp;B and Hip Hop music. &lt;br /&gt;Sings along to Brit Rock.&lt;br /&gt;And let my emotions run free as I listen to Jewel's rendition of Bizzare Love Triangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be in sweet pink from head to toe on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;Wears Ed Hardy top with fierce prints on Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;Have that 'it' style on Wedensday. &lt;br /&gt;And can be dressed casually on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;Friday, a happy day for weekend is coming, I will be spotted in that sexy low cut MNG top with the shortest skirt you have ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday, a date with him. Clad in jeans and the lacey romantic shirt.&lt;br /&gt;And psst.. I loved to be naked on Sunday.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm like no longer bothered by the fact I do not have any fixed style that I can call it my own. I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt;love the way I am now. And I will continue loving myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. I cant stop loving myself.. &amp;#9829;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MOS and ZOUK for the very 1st time last night. (and surprisingly met SuZhen at Phuture.) I agree with Anna,we still prefer DBL-O. I picked up a red NOKIA handset at Wine bar's toilet. Lucky night. &lt;br /&gt;Wore virgin D-I-Y top last night for the maiden trip. Received quite a number of compliants. Guess I'm still creative. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115217709086566059?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115217709086566059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115217709086566059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115217709086566059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115217709086566059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-went-to-mos-and-zouk-for-very-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115202144005391623</id><published>2006-07-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:57:20.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can someone go kill the creator of ActionScript?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115202144005391623?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115202144005391623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115202144005391623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115202144005391623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115202144005391623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-someone-go-kill-creator-of.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115192917881706287</id><published>2006-07-03T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T20:19:38.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bang's getting married this 23rd July. Bei will be his best-man then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy marriage Bang! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115192917881706287?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115192917881706287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115192917881706287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115192917881706287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115192917881706287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/bangs-getting-married-this-23rd-july.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115190537508707731</id><published>2006-07-03T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:42:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/rain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be warm and sexy. Or cold and unwelcoming.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you slowly bring out the beauty around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: changing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115190537508707731?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115190537508707731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115190537508707731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115190537508707731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115190537508707731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-rain-you-can-be-warm-and-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115190524806919932</id><published>2006-07-03T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:40:48.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 67% Female, 33% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115190524806919932?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115190524806919932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115190524806919932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115190524806919932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115190524806919932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-brain-is-67-female-33-male-your.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115185433346852452</id><published>2006-07-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:32:13.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BooHoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old age cataching up with me.. I feel so old and useless..&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I'm like getting super blur and forgetful these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I happily thought that I have attached my scripted part of my flash assignment to my fellow group members via email on friday before I left class. When I was in the mood to continue my scripts on saturday afternoon... I bloody realised that I so carelessly left my documents in my school's desktop. :( &lt;br /&gt;#$#@%$^ Waste my time.. I could have like figutr out how to create the farking boundary for the porcupine.. But I wasted it JUST LIKE THAT.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then I thought, maybe it's a god sign (wad a good excuse..) to like take a break.  So i surfed the web, wait till time to come for me to meet him. I had earlier promised him that I will go meet him at Jurong Point. &lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.. On my way to Jurong Point, I called my mom, informing her that I wont be coming home that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you brought you keys? No one will be at home tml afternoon you know. I'm bringing the maid along to auntie's house...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE.. I left my keys the bigger bag that I usually carry to school.. Argh.. There goes my plan.. I will probably wasted like 50.97 mins going back and fro to take my keys.. &lt;br /&gt;#!$#!%!%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Then the day when pretty well. I have planned to ShiMin and YiXiu this afternoon to continue working on our flash assignment..&lt;br /&gt;I met ShiMin first then made a short trip back home, unpacked some stuffs and then we have leave again to fetch YiXiu. I was like thinking about the script thing in my mind while walking out then, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BANG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG.. I left my one and only set of keys at home. We are locked out of my house!!! FARKING SHIT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, my friendly neighbour offer to help. I went over to her house and climb over to my house's backyard. Phew~ But still, it was quite an experience. For a moment I felt I was like some secret agent. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the forgetfulness aside.. I MISS HIM SO MUCH!!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115185433346852452?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115185433346852452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115185433346852452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115185433346852452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115185433346852452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/07/boohoo-old-age-cataching-up-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115165898309140717</id><published>2006-06-30T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T17:16:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I must blog this entry like real fast. Cos I gotta leave home in like 30 mins time for work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH BDAY &lt;/span&gt; to my dearest princess Mar! :) Hahaha.. I think I'm like fated to be her fren or wad.. haha.. I coincidentally met her + her guy inside bus 74.. I was on my way home then. And she on the other hand had wonderful plans with her guy to celebrate her bday. Hope she enjoys her day. :) Can't wait to meet her (cos she will be guiding me on my flash game assignment.. wahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah! It's friday again.. :) &lt;br /&gt;Bei will book out for less than 24 hrs tml. For he got duty on sunday. I need to spend this period of time with him tml wisely.. But I ain't got plans yet. haha.. We'll see how it goes.. Probably settle at some nice bar and have a drink or two. Then head down to mustafa and do some midnight shopping. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with him last night, deciding and planning on the stuffs we need to do tml. Then he asked me again like am I really interested in setting up a joint account with him. I had discussed this earlier with my parents and dad seems quitw ok with the idea. Hahaa. So why not? haha.. We'll be having our very own joint account in probably a few weeks time. Whee Hoo~ But I still have to wait till he has ample time to make a trip down to the bank when he book out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kinda tell me (for the first time) his plans with me in the future.. &lt;br /&gt;He went on saying that we will use the money we first save in this joint account thing for travelling purposes. After his NS, he will then work and stuffs, get more money into the joint account and ...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, OMG, is he really have the plans to marry me?! OMG!! My heart almost popped out.... OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So Bei, we will set our own shop!! Yeah.. We will sell T-shirt.. Designer T-shirt.. Very Cool leh. I will draw then you can use some software to make the desgin. And we can earn more money!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?! set up own shop. Okay, how romantic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. But I'm glad. At least he did planned to spend his next few years with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115165898309140717?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115165898309140717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115165898309140717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115165898309140717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115165898309140717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115155845325406710</id><published>2006-06-29T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:53:37.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't understand why some bitches must dress up so well for school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thick make ups that make their face look like a &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt; sheet of paper, &lt;br /&gt;tons of accessories that a christmas tree will look inferior,&lt;br /&gt;so called up-to-date trends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like duh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com'on you guys are here for SCHOOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder you will get fines from SB lecturers.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, for 1 very obvious reason - THEY ARE BITCHES..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115155845325406710?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115155845325406710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115155845325406710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115155845325406710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115155845325406710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/dont-understand-why-some-bitches-must.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115142735471349402</id><published>2006-06-28T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:55:54.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fi  yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too&lt;br /&gt;Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy , it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs forwrad it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teaser to start.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it failed. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I aint feeling too great this days. Esp after the whole school-reopen-and-submit-assignments thingy going on. Sort of having a mild depression right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cried minutes ago for no reason. No, I'm not feeling really stress but I just feel so depressed. So sad, so wrong and everything about me is so unglam. I just cant stop this guilt-hate feeling about myself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time I felt this way. I did so like a couple of months ago. During my poly year 2 period. I was so unsocial-able. So off the clicks. I never give in hope at that point of time 'cos there was Bei, who was supporting me and comforting me through out those days. &lt;br /&gt;But he wasn't here with me today. Nor tommorow. He has NS committment. That is his main focus now. Not me and my stupid depression thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana brought this up cos I attended Shang's afternoon lecture and she like sort of touches the "personality" topic. I am a melancholic. Introvert, doubtful and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to imagine right? Someone like myself is a melancholic. Someone like LUNA who likes to joke around, go clubbing and relax is a melancholic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not. I am. I had a sucidial history. In my teens. I used to slash myself across my wraist, sallowed 11 panadol in 2/8 classroom and climbed to the roof top of a certain building, waiting for the "right" courage to take that fatal plunge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this. But I don't know when will this depression thing really will go away. It will somehow come back after my recovery. I never walked out of it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the PMS thingy. But mine's just near extreme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave Mr. Depression. Don't haunt me again. EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone....  :.............................(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115142735471349402?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115142735471349402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115142735471349402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115142735471349402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115142735471349402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/fi-yuo-cna-raed-tihs-yuo-hvae-sgtrane.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115141031418211739</id><published>2006-06-27T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:11:54.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dropped me a "I love you bei" sms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I receive this kinda sms from him.. Awww~ I miss and love you so dearly.. Muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you can book out this coming weekend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115141031418211739?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115141031418211739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115141031418211739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115141031418211739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115141031418211739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/d-he-dropped-me-i-love-you-bei-sms.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115106674965290171</id><published>2006-06-23T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:45:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WhooHoooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT and CD finally over!!! &lt;i&gt;(good job JT.. )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I TALKING ABT?&lt;br /&gt;check &lt;a href="http://www.hollywoodrag.com/index.php?/weblog/comments/justin_timberlake_kicks_cameron_diaz_to_the_curb/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt; out... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115106674965290171?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115106674965290171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115106674965290171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115106674965290171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115106674965290171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoohoooo-jt-and-cd-finally-over-good.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115099090777229476</id><published>2006-06-22T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:42:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is in the air.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallville is airing soon and I can finally meet my baby handsome husband.. :*&lt;br /&gt;Guys, meet my husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/71/172671081_6f823a005d_o.jpg" width="230" height="210" alt="TomWelling" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tom Welling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll shall hereby declare my ACTUAL marital status. I am Mrs Welling. And shall be known as such from here onwards. And this is an order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I kinda chatted with my mister (as in a guy-mistress) just now. Hmm I can feel that he is more into me now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the voodoo doll charm did work.. &lt;i&gt;Oi,&lt;/i&gt; don't look at me like that. I didn't put any spell or curse on him. I just merely bought him the latest voodoll key chain thingy. Cos he likes one of the greeny frankenstein model. &lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, back to the topic..  So Bei was suggesting me to like open up an account with him. Wahaha.. (Sounds like those dumb and underhand methods Singaporean guys would use to "trick" their girlfriends to like marry them or what..) I was.. hmmm.. touched and surprised.. Cos I didn't really expect him to have that kinda of commitment to this relationship. But it was sweet.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey man... Oh the second thought. Does Bei know about my married status to Tom Welling? Oh no... Maybe he does know. So he use this set-up-a-bank-account-together trick to expose my marital status.. Cunning.. Really cunning.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are full of cunning tricks! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115099090777229476?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115099090777229476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115099090777229476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115099090777229476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115099090777229476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-is-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115090940051719380</id><published>2006-06-22T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:03:20.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh.. Ppl, help me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so into Motorola V3x. A 3G phone with 2 operating cameras - 2mp digital camera and a VGA camera use for 3G conferencing. And wad's best about it -  it's a flip phone!!! For my entire life I'm stuck with candy-bar phone. And swirl type phone (I'm using SE S700i). So I'm like so into flip phone now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. But the feedbacks I get from my friends who are using V3x are not so positive. &lt;br /&gt;:( But I so want the phone!!! And this is so fustrating.. If only you Motorola can provide free trial usage of their phones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have being a loyal SE user for a really long time.. For at least 3 years I guess. SE's good. No doubt about it. But SE lacks good and functional flip phones. And I'm so sick of candy bar phones. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well unless of course, I'm like really convinced by their functions and stuffs.. (heard that SE will be releasing a 3G phone with 3.2mp camera - K800i soon enough. Sounds like a power packed phone. Do watch out for it.. )  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, &lt;b&gt;"is V3x really a good phone worth upgrading?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys out there, if you have heard about feedbacks on this phone, do let me know k?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm like &lt;---&gt; this close to getting my hands on that alluring blue flip phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115090940051719380?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115090940051719380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115090940051719380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115090940051719380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115090940051719380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-gosh_22.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23565792.post-115090938556692501</id><published>2006-06-22T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:03:05.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh.. Ppl, help me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so into Motorola V3x. A 3G phone with 2 operating cameras - 2mp digital camera and a VGA camera use for 3G conferencing. And wad's best about it -  it's a flip phone!!! For my entire life I'm stuck with candy-bar phone. And swirl type phone (I'm using SE S700i). So I'm like so into flip phone now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. But the feedbacks I get from my friends who are using V3x are not so positive. &lt;br /&gt;:( But I so want the phone!!! And this is so fustrating.. If only you Motorola can provide free trial usage of their phones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have being a loyal SE user for a really long time.. For at least 3 years I guess. SE's good. No doubt about it. But SE lacks good and functional flip phones. And I'm so sick of candy bar phones. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well unless of course, I'm like really convinced by their functions and stuffs.. (heard that SE will be releasing a 3G phone with 3.2mp camera - K800i soon enough. Sounds like a power packed phone. Do watch out for it.. )  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, "is V3x really a good phone worth upgrading?"&lt;br /&gt;Guys out there, if you have heard about feedbacks on this phone, do let me know k?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm like &lt;---&gt; this close to getting my hands on that alluring blue flip phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23565792-115090938556692501?l=designslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/feeds/115090938556692501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23565792&amp;postID=115090938556692501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115090938556692501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23565792/posts/default/115090938556692501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designslave.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377517400989100178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
