<?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-3179325252992540491</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:29:02.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This lifetime</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5205258339424346227</id><published>2009-12-16T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:21:38.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bling bling balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SyhP4y_nPZI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NCugl6jcoJ4/s1600-h/IMG_4598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415666389092875666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SyhP4y_nPZI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NCugl6jcoJ4/s320/IMG_4598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i love playing with reflective christmas balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what guess what! I'm learning TVXQ's Forever Love piano piece now :) :) :) It's a lovely song with a lovely melody it's soothing it's nice it's so comfortable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST MASTER IT NO MATTER WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then next up i will challenge Bolero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, that one too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should master Yiruma's Kiss the Rain first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyebags are literally POPPING out due to the lack of sleep and too much overload of weariness... But i guess i'll pull through. Afterall, it's barely a month left and it's only now where the bond gets stronger... Pretty sad. Who knows i might miss life here with all the hectic schedules crazy people and crazy stuff we do. But honestly, i should thank them for giving me so much opportunities to learn. The more you do the more you learn. The more mistakes you make the more you learn. The more deals you close the more you learn. Everything is about learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i must admit, it's really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ahhh, this is what life is, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pain no gain :)&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/3179325252992540491-5205258339424346227?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5205258339424346227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/bling-bling-balls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5205258339424346227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5205258339424346227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/bling-bling-balls.html' title='bling bling balls'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SyhP4y_nPZI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NCugl6jcoJ4/s72-c/IMG_4598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8348638503051305576</id><published>2009-12-09T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:59:25.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love J-unsu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sx90vU4ertI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cMqKm4mqrgs/s1600-h/1K8IQX56RR_104_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413173633530900178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sx90vU4ertI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cMqKm4mqrgs/s320/1K8IQX56RR_104_1024_768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTEEEEEE&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;3&lt;/span&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/3179325252992540491-8348638503051305576?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8348638503051305576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-j-unsu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8348638503051305576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8348638503051305576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-j-unsu.html' title='love J-unsu~'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sx90vU4ertI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cMqKm4mqrgs/s72-c/1K8IQX56RR_104_1024_768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5888826977275562648</id><published>2009-12-09T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T16:58:28.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jingle all the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've decided,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To maintain a joyous spirit for this December!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially on Friday i will stay happy no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sx9mXiXa_OI/AAAAAAAAAm0/htKjCHJAxGg/s1600-h/IMG_4410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413157831670693090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sx9mXiXa_OI/AAAAAAAAAm0/htKjCHJAxGg/s320/IMG_4410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas shall be fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall start thinking of what 3 wishes i would like to haveeee :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5888826977275562648?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5888826977275562648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/jingle-all-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5888826977275562648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5888826977275562648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/jingle-all-way.html' title='jingle all the way'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sx9mXiXa_OI/AAAAAAAAAm0/htKjCHJAxGg/s72-c/IMG_4410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6879766398720776431</id><published>2009-12-08T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:48:00.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worth it, or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you realise some that you care about, some that you love, some that you appreciate, does not requisite the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still continue caring, loving, appreciating them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you care less like how they don't really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth it, or not?&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/3179325252992540491-6879766398720776431?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6879766398720776431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-it-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6879766398720776431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6879766398720776431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-it-or-not.html' title='worth it, or not'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6352541058231048261</id><published>2009-11-25T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:32:54.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piyo Jr. Pyunn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_Fv45p2I/AAAAAAAAAmc/xMf61Bw3ZBk/s1600/10853_181312383643_682968643_3104842_3497881_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_Fv45p2I/AAAAAAAAAmc/xMf61Bw3ZBk/s320/10853_181312383643_682968643_3104842_3497881_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408048095528855394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_F3C12YI/AAAAAAAAAmk/BJ1aMx-xtBY/s1600/10853_181312553643_682968643_3104871_7336686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_F3C12YI/AAAAAAAAAmk/BJ1aMx-xtBY/s320/10853_181312553643_682968643_3104871_7336686_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408048097449597314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_FYEntPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/k6H5DmPiaWs/s1600/10853_181312563643_682968643_3104873_5048883_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_FYEntPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/k6H5DmPiaWs/s320/10853_181312563643_682968643_3104873_5048883_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408048089135559922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM THE 'PARENTS'......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-nZ7WWoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/kXxTBZpD1y0/s1600/Picture+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-nZ7WWoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/kXxTBZpD1y0/s320/Picture+172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047574237469314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;INTRODUCING..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-nx5UbbI/AAAAAAAAAls/22RbxDfpAbc/s1600/P25-11-09_22.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-nx5UbbI/AAAAAAAAAls/22RbxDfpAbc/s320/P25-11-09_22.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047580671405490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PIYO JR. PYUNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-op1o0LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XuaG3kcZEW4/s1600/P25-11-09_22.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-op1o0LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XuaG3kcZEW4/s320/P25-11-09_22.11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047595688349874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-oIVBV0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/FNtb6W3yssE/s1600/P25-11-09_22.10%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-oIVBV0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/FNtb6W3yssE/s320/P25-11-09_22.10%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047586693175106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_FBEItpI/AAAAAAAAAmM/jzjzjmzyp6c/s1600/P25-11-09_22.11%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_FBEItpI/AAAAAAAAAmM/jzjzjmzyp6c/s320/P25-11-09_22.11%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408048082959513234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-pOSgXMI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ptSQgJDuyBc/s1600/P25-11-09_22.11%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0-pOSgXMI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ptSQgJDuyBc/s320/P25-11-09_22.11%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047605473107138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautyyyyy. Okay i know many of you reading this post will go "What the piano nia why so excited"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i dont care because i am really happy, ma!!! So you all should be happy too hee hee hee&lt;br /&gt;Okay speaking nonsense this is the result of being over-elated and medicine drowsiness effect hehehe off to touch my Piyo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6352541058231048261?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6352541058231048261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/piyo-jr-pyunn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6352541058231048261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6352541058231048261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/piyo-jr-pyunn.html' title='Piyo Jr. Pyunn'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sw0_Fv45p2I/AAAAAAAAAmc/xMf61Bw3ZBk/s72-c/10853_181312383643_682968643_3104842_3497881_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5822653635600532728</id><published>2009-11-25T11:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:51:42.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind boggling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwypEVMSkWI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Ch8572gZbzc/s1600/Tom+Devoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwypfaFLpLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/GMhgoEFuq2M/s1600/Tom+Devoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407883609607218354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwypfaFLpLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/GMhgoEFuq2M/s320/Tom+Devoe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am speechless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom Devoe!!! This guy is so awesome he can really read your mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, he asked me to write a time i'm thinking of on a paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... i wrote the time that i was born - specifically, 07:44am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, he got kahyuen to spin his watch faced down freely - so there wasn't any fixed time that she could set it at. What i have to do, is just to repeat the time in my mind and look at kahyuen while she spins. She had no idea what time i wrote, neither did Tom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after kahyuen stopped turning the knob as and when she likes, Tom wrote down the time on a piece of paper. He asked what time i wrote, i said it out and fuck it was exactly on the paper. He could even get the '44mins' right?!??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best is, when we revealed the time on the watch, it's a freaking 7:44 as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omgomgomgomgomgomg!!!!! COOL OR NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5822653635600532728?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5822653635600532728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/mind-boggling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5822653635600532728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5822653635600532728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/mind-boggling.html' title='mind boggling'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwypfaFLpLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/GMhgoEFuq2M/s72-c/Tom+Devoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-115148495038630729</id><published>2009-11-24T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:16:52.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afterglow</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO POST THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwvqvC9SJQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/HPdcIUqP5oM/s1600/P24-11-09_18.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwvqvC9SJQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/HPdcIUqP5oM/s320/P24-11-09_18.59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407673871557076226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome sunset sky right :)&lt;br /&gt;Skies like this makes me elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And reminds me of DBSK - Picture of you/Afterglow song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-115148495038630729?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/115148495038630729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/afterglow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/115148495038630729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/115148495038630729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/afterglow.html' title='afterglow'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwvqvC9SJQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/HPdcIUqP5oM/s72-c/P24-11-09_18.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7597825993437660672</id><published>2009-11-24T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:39:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>santa can you hear me</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Swt_V4MqibI/AAAAAAAAAlE/zjuEIugYZ74/s1600/n716832502_1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407555791427897778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Swt_V4MqibI/AAAAAAAAAlE/zjuEIugYZ74/s320/n716832502_1131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas feeling all over Orchard! Went there with darling, will update more when i have the time and strength. Me have fallen sick and it sucks to be stucked in office with a heavy head and heavy eyelids. Drowsiness kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Swt_Vpuj1FI/AAAAAAAAAk8/4tiN5wOUqMY/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407555787543532626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Swt_Vpuj1FI/AAAAAAAAAk8/4tiN5wOUqMY/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-7597825993437660672?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7597825993437660672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/santa-can-you-hear-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7597825993437660672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7597825993437660672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/santa-can-you-hear-me.html' title='santa can you hear me'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Swt_V4MqibI/AAAAAAAAAlE/zjuEIugYZ74/s72-c/n716832502_1131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7839763649593006732</id><published>2009-11-20T10:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:58:10.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seabreeze with the best girl and eyecandies to view now for lifting of moods...&lt;br /&gt;I've got a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYKVFYX4HI/AAAAAAAAAks/ql6Sf-2Dz_E/s1600/10959_175804377502_716832502_3034345_8233480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406019760042795122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYKVFYX4HI/AAAAAAAAAks/ql6Sf-2Dz_E/s320/10959_175804377502_716832502_3034345_8233480_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peiy&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarities with all my eyecandies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jong Hy&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYKU64D6oI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZE8jU7pPx-s/s1600/wr1aaq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406019757222914690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYKU64D6oI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZE8jU7pPx-s/s320/wr1aaq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt; Joong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYKUr67K4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/DlOUPEIUBJc/s1600/3591414304_0532b0d041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406019753208392578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYKUr67K4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/DlOUPEIUBJc/s320/3591414304_0532b0d041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyu Hy&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIlwxd_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/E_DYv5zbS7o/s1600/kyuhyun012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406017847545429394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIlwxd_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/E_DYv5zbS7o/s320/kyuhyun012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han Ky&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIlciZ4XI/AAAAAAAAAkM/siafoRpp7Zw/s1600/hankyung1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406017842113536370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIlciZ4XI/AAAAAAAAAkM/siafoRpp7Zw/s320/hankyung1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;g Min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIkhFBvOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1HxCpsQXeeY/s1600/JungMin-learning-Chinese-for-Taiwanese-concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406017826152627426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIkhFBvOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1HxCpsQXeeY/s320/JungMin-learning-Chinese-for-Taiwanese-concert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jae J&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIkdZCA_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZDOQDh1rnsE/s1600/n14201452013_1576172_949115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406017825162789874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIkdZCA_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZDOQDh1rnsE/s320/n14201452013_1576172_949115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;g Min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHNn3_vSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GZSuXbybWDk/s1600/sungmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406016333328399650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHNn3_vSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GZSuXbybWDk/s320/sungmin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;g Hy&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHM2r-GyI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Kz1xKaJJilU/s1600/2617183920101899789meITyO_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406016320124623650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHM2r-GyI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Kz1xKaJJilU/s320/2617183920101899789meITyO_ph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt; Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHMjXziRI/AAAAAAAAAjU/VUu9Xvhm4Sw/s1600/96i51w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406016314939771154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHMjXziRI/AAAAAAAAAjU/VUu9Xvhm4Sw/s320/96i51w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt; su&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHMfz8I4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/7JHnv3VugwI/s1600/junsu_dbsk-200906072247203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406016313984033666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHMfz8I4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/7JHnv3VugwI/s320/junsu_dbsk-200906072247203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onew (Lee Jin &lt;strong&gt;Ki&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIlJUYmDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2WrgpcCIVDI/s1600/normal_onew2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406017836954458162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYIlJUYmDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2WrgpcCIVDI/s320/normal_onew2_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Hong &lt;strong&gt;Ki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHNTyqjOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/OeCwt552TO0/s1600/d7thbu7e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406016327937330402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYHNTyqjOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/OeCwt552TO0/s320/d7thbu7e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key (Kim &lt;strong&gt;Ki &lt;/strong&gt;Bum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYPXRxc8VI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NDZQ2fNijSQ/s1600/a8646efb0ffd49b258ee900b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406025295287087442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYPXRxc8VI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NDZQ2fNijSQ/s320/a8646efb0ffd49b258ee900b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Un's and Ki's hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, even my chinese name has 'un' in it.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-7839763649593006732?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7839763649593006732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7839763649593006732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7839763649593006732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/best.html' title='the best'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SwYKVFYX4HI/AAAAAAAAAks/ql6Sf-2Dz_E/s72-c/10959_175804377502_716832502_3034345_8233480_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7583784838866286336</id><published>2009-11-13T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:52:38.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what leadership is</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Random alert-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now on the bus, i saw this piece of news which amused me to no boundaries lol. Obama is actually popular allll the way to China! It's like wow, a Chinese artist actually sculptured a 'Flaming Obama' representing his popularity and a barber shop in China actually cuts 'Au Ba Ma Tou' which is translated into 'Obama's hairstyle' like lol! Isn't it just a buzzcut? Nevertheless it brought the owner much business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool? There's more. In souvenir shops they actually sell Obama related tees, hats, pouches etc and guess the wordings on it. 'Oba Mao' LOL a fusion of Obama and Mao Ze Dong. Oba Mao totally left me wide eyed and smiling to myself on the bus hahahahaha don't you find the name cute and amusing at the same time lol Oba Mao. It's like Adidas and Adidog and iPod and iPood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol okay okay i'll stop this, don't stare at me like i'm some idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Obama-popularity actually reminds me that President Hu of China actually gave a pair of Giant Pandas to Singapore. Which made me found out that we are actually going to have a Riverside Safari right here in Singapore! I guess, next to the Singapore River? Plans of it to be built by 2011. How cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which then leads to my next random topic, the greatness of our country (lolllll!). Mr Lee Kuan Yew, Singapore's Father and Mentor is like, such a respected man all over the globe. He's like one of the most respected leaders of all. He make us Singaporeans proud, really :D I really do respect him, even as of now, he is still overseeing Singapore's political issues at his age. Shouldn't you respect him? I mean, he's such a great man. He made Singapore one of the most politically stable country &amp; one of the least corrupted countries in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine life without his startup of PAP, right? Though taxes are the downside of it, but well i guess it's all for our own good, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done with my political stand for today lol what's gotten into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch 2012!!!!&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/3179325252992540491-7583784838866286336?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7583784838866286336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-leadership-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7583784838866286336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7583784838866286336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-leadership-is.html' title='what leadership is'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-1967266764897993374</id><published>2009-11-09T17:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:28:20.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the flower boys generation 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many commented that i'm not loyal to U-know Yunho but NO that's not true. It's just that recently there are more lovable flower boys to oogle at hahahahah &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeaoW8lsI/AAAAAAAAAik/1ieZ_t8XgC8/s1600-h/34kg0-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402030827145828034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeaoW8lsI/AAAAAAAAAik/1ieZ_t8XgC8/s320/34kg0-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeaXp6QRI/AAAAAAAAAic/1P27p1I-u3E/s1600-h/hosu65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402030822661964050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeaXp6QRI/AAAAAAAAAic/1P27p1I-u3E/s320/hosu65.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeaPXvsCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/C_4une6-_hk/s1600-h/junho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402030820438290466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeaPXvsCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/C_4une6-_hk/s320/junho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeZ2JgcUI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Fm9nn5a5ttk/s1600-h/hosu4tb7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402030813667684674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeZ2JgcUI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Fm9nn5a5ttk/s320/hosu4tb7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeZhc2z8I/AAAAAAAAAiE/QH3q3mBKs68/s1600-h/6b76993ddd3dc4af57d3dff35eea9fff1230081900_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402030808111697858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeZhc2z8I/AAAAAAAAAiE/QH3q3mBKs68/s320/6b76993ddd3dc4af57d3dff35eea9fff1230081900_full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All-time favourites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xiah Junsu &amp;amp; U-know Yunho &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW LOVES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfttBwvqII/AAAAAAAAAjE/YxP5YqjTbPA/s1600-h/51090381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402047635876980866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfttBwvqII/AAAAAAAAAjE/YxP5YqjTbPA/s320/51090381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Svfts9Z8pbI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4dOeFpIryK0/s1600-h/125522516601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402047634707621298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Svfts9Z8pbI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4dOeFpIryK0/s320/125522516601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Svftsqp7CXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7YQ4QuReLnA/s1600-h/33lpo9w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402047629674350962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Svftsqp7CXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7YQ4QuReLnA/s320/33lpo9w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvftsQVSeMI/AAAAAAAAAis/eDDVc6ooZzE/s1600-h/72151184or8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402047622608484546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvftsQVSeMI/AAAAAAAAAis/eDDVc6ooZzE/s320/72151184or8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHINee Favourites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Onew &amp;amp; JongHyun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(the poor two guys that contracted swine flu -_-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfdqZI4cvI/AAAAAAAAAh8/C__Yp_yWntE/s1600-h/tumblr_ksgczrOvb31qa7x9do1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402029998426583794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfdqZI4cvI/AAAAAAAAAh8/C__Yp_yWntE/s320/tumblr_ksgczrOvb31qa7x9do1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfdqHA9s8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/48GEXEMHylk/s1600-h/mj1yxc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402029993561535426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfdqHA9s8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/48GEXEMHylk/s320/mj1yxc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Svfdp2j01YI/AAAAAAAAAhs/CLMNm1kbupw/s1600-h/ibxduu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402029989144352130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Svfdp2j01YI/AAAAAAAAAhs/CLMNm1kbupw/s320/ibxduu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfdpZUILaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/7zdAwQPaH_M/s1600-h/2mre5uf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402029981293882786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfdpZUILaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/7zdAwQPaH_M/s320/2mre5uf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F.T Island Favouritesss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lee Hong Ki &amp;amp; Song Seung Hyun!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These will help me pull through this Monday dark blue day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-1967266764897993374?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/1967266764897993374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-flower-boys-generation-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/1967266764897993374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/1967266764897993374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-flower-boys-generation-2.html' title='this is the flower boys generation 2'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SvfeaoW8lsI/AAAAAAAAAik/1ieZ_t8XgC8/s72-c/34kg0-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7977326469200183915</id><published>2009-11-09T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:09:29.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the flower boys generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveH0MZm8PI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YVIKStLroIg/s1600-h/pa0gdkqx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401935608805781746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveH0MZm8PI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YVIKStLroIg/s320/pa0gdkqx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveHz3zXY_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/x40foEP38lE/s1600-h/256f67195f06f984f8ca1eee7242b8651255197960_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401935603276669938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveHz3zXY_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/x40foEP38lE/s320/256f67195f06f984f8ca1eee7242b8651255197960_full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveHzgCSfuI/AAAAAAAAAhM/crYtrON3Me0/s1600-h/2z8reh3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401935596896812770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveHzgCSfuI/AAAAAAAAAhM/crYtrON3Me0/s320/2z8reh3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveHzSnbU_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/kfiO2MhT2Zo/s1600-h/2j0b9m1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401935593294484466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveHzSnbU_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/kfiO2MhT2Zo/s320/2j0b9m1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEE HONG KI IS LOVEEEEEE &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-7977326469200183915?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7977326469200183915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-flower-boys-generation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7977326469200183915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7977326469200183915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-flower-boys-generation.html' title='this is the flower boys generation'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SveH0MZm8PI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YVIKStLroIg/s72-c/pa0gdkqx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6035827157276039633</id><published>2009-11-08T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:31:46.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good ol times</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classroom sessions are awesome. The 'back to school' feel is so great. I wanna go back to school again. Can i not go to work tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with all the old peeps and wooooo great catching up session i really can't wait for school to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been mundane, so i have nothing much to say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta.&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/3179325252992540491-6035827157276039633?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6035827157276039633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-ol-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6035827157276039633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6035827157276039633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-ol-times.html' title='The good ol times'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3133499290618036131</id><published>2009-11-02T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:40:54.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xo for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling Jerynn Heng Pei Yun wants me to update she says my blog is rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody reads it anyway! It's like my ranting space, for my own pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes im gonna rant again because i freaking have Astigmatism now. Wtf ): It sucks badly cos it's giving me really bad headaches and giddiness. I need a pair of new spectacles, which i'm going to make later ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my phone is rotting too, it freaks me out because the call button, either the sensor is spoiled or something got into my phone, it just makes endless calls out by itself. Keyword is by "itself". Cool right.......... *@#^&amp;amp;#@*@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday. Monday is boring day. Monday is filled with monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Friday to come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free eye candy for all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Su6og4Lc1pI/AAAAAAAAAg8/roOn3WiWRJE/s1600-h/51hk0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399438286053496466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Su6og4Lc1pI/AAAAAAAAAg8/roOn3WiWRJE/s320/51hk0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3133499290618036131?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3133499290618036131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/xo-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3133499290618036131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3133499290618036131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/11/xo-for-you.html' title='xo for you'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Su6og4Lc1pI/AAAAAAAAAg8/roOn3WiWRJE/s72-c/51hk0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-9161840144447967395</id><published>2009-10-29T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:16:57.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wae yo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heaven Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the world like this?&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone so practical...&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people rich like crap?&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people poor like shit...&lt;br /&gt;Why does the world have to revolve around money?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we be financial worry-free...&lt;br /&gt;Why must the world be separated into so many countries?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't everybody be of one race so there won't be discriminations...&lt;br /&gt;Why must there be males and females?&lt;br /&gt;Why must females be the one giving birth???&lt;br /&gt;Why are people selfish?&lt;br /&gt;Why are people so self-centred?&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people so fake?&lt;br /&gt;Why must there be things called feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we live forever as babies so that we will be worry-free?&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people born so lucky?&lt;br /&gt;Why are some abused and battered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really such thing as True love?&lt;br /&gt;Is there really such thing as Destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Is there really such thing as Fated to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we really control our own life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should i leave it to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........-big sigh-&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/3179325252992540491-9161840144447967395?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/9161840144447967395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/wae-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/9161840144447967395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/9161840144447967395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/wae-yo.html' title='Wae yo?'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-9180890383987445087</id><published>2009-10-27T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:06:45.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pot of gold at the end of the rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI EVERYYYYONE I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time a happier person because my Project Diet actually works! Yeah man i lost 2kg since i started my Project Diet on the stated date below, i don't know the lapse time but still am glad glad glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 'Sorry sorry' really works!!! you know, the "&lt;em&gt;Da da da da da da da da da~"&lt;/em&gt; part? It helps to slim your waist LOL no joke. I lost an inch since i started. Hehehehe. Not bad right! Maybe i should try out Sean's recommendation 'Abracadabra' to slim butt fats, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well recently i've been really vain from doing nail art to whitening body lotion to cucumber pads and masks... Well, haven't really seen the effect yet but its slowly getting better! Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hokkaido lover's masks&lt;/span&gt; are awesome seriously. So is&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The Face Shop's H20 mask.&lt;/span&gt; Awesome shit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta people! Those who haven't meet me for very long,&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; LET'S MEET UP SOON!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-9180890383987445087?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/9180890383987445087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/pot-of-gold-at-end-of-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/9180890383987445087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/9180890383987445087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/pot-of-gold-at-end-of-rainbow.html' title='Pot of gold at the end of the rainbow'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5786116382675544963</id><published>2009-10-20T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:30:56.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel without wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it scary how fast time flies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only felt like 2 years ago when i was taking my O's... and now, i'm soon graduating from my diploma. In no time to come, i'll be slogging my ass off in some university and in no no time, i'll meet my perfect match (like cross finger pray hard) and then get married, and in no no no time i'll be an old hag sitting at home watching tv playing mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, life is so short actually. And yet we cannot live everyday happily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's just how life is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5786116382675544963?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5786116382675544963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/angel-without-wings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5786116382675544963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5786116382675544963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/angel-without-wings.html' title='Angel without wings'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-4362719445728215142</id><published>2009-10-19T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:44:56.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T_____T</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I. AM. SO. BAFFLED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i have been eating alot but since SIP started... i have gained &lt;em&gt;an amazing 6kg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? THAT'S HELLA LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like eating after 8pm and sitting down everyday after eating makes one gain weight so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, time to lose weight now before i become 15kg heavier at the end of SIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stick to this daily routine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Eat a sumptous breakfast everyday to hold my tummy from the hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Monday Wednesday Friday: full lunch to be eaten, Tuesday Thursday: fruits only to be eaten for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; NO FOOD AFTER 8PM: even if that means sacrificing dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Dance routine every night: 'Genie' to get rid of leg cellulites and slim the waist, 'Don't don' for excessive shaking off fats, 'Sorry sorry' for getting rid of flabby arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nods- Looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Project Diet starts now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-4362719445728215142?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/4362719445728215142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4362719445728215142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4362719445728215142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/tt.html' title='T_____T'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8880648679259792984</id><published>2009-10-17T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:58:09.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirotic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Stnm1c7pH5I/AAAAAAAAAg0/8h4M3Rhf2RU/s1600-h/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393595834726686610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Stnm1c7pH5I/AAAAAAAAAg0/8h4M3Rhf2RU/s320/Picture+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Stnmu4vWFaI/AAAAAAAAAgs/LRfKqTAUka8/s1600-h/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kekekeke love my nails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the whole day out today, with getting cheated by Celeste my beautiful friend to go to Sentosa and got myself tanned/burnt/red for the first time in my life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes the first time!!! Being red doesn't look good.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then met my darling PY after that (: Supposed to watch a movie but... we realised today was Deepavali. Which explains the amount of..... all over. Soooo, we walked around and got tired. Sat at Starbucks and our usual topic, about the future. I think she's influencing me toooo much what if i become like her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AN DWAE~ i still want kids. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up spending an hour in Daiso and also! Manicure. hahahahaha girls will always be girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg. I think i just smurdged my nail polish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i am hooked onto DBSK's Mirotic. Go listen :) it's awesomeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neon nareul wonhae~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neon naege bbajyeo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neon naege michyeo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;He eo nalsu eopseo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got you~ under my skin~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8880648679259792984?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8880648679259792984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/mirotic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5002768582996247170</id><published>2009-10-14T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:11:00.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>without a reason</title><content type='html'>I'm not gonna get angry anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Cos if i do,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be walking right into your trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever suits you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm closing both eyes&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5002768582996247170?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5002768582996247170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/without-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5002768582996247170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5002768582996247170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/without-reason.html' title='without a reason'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-2047499063547665655</id><published>2009-10-08T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:40:34.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddammit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so unsatisfied with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i feel so no life&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i feel life is just a pile of shit&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i feel "Why can't my life be more interesting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldn't be complaining because there are people much worse off than me but i CANT FRIGGIN HELP IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i need to go to a jetty side to scream my fking lungs out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-2047499063547665655?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/2047499063547665655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/goddammit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/2047499063547665655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/2047499063547665655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/goddammit.html' title='Goddammit'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3929745882599071637</id><published>2009-10-05T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:15:27.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for the future</title><content type='html'>I kinda settled down with what i wanna do. Well it still is on the H&amp;amp;T industry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt;, but not exactly. It's something i think i will have fun doing cos it's in the line of my interest, but it's something many people wouldn't support perhaps? I guess even my parents will think i'm crazy, going for something like that. It requires much money i guess, and very much independence, determination and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds scary &amp;amp; impossible? Hahaha perhaps, but i'm not gonna say what is it about. Only a selected few people knows what is it i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It requires me to leave this country though, i wonder if i'll be able to do it. But, i should be able to because other than my family, i have nothing else here that is worth staying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, there are many ways i can go about to achieve it. Should i stay in Singapore, complete my degree first before pursuing that? Or should i leave immediately after completing my diploma, then take up the course there and then maybe a degree over there as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In whichever way, it's gonna cost a bomb, which i obviously, won't be able to get any financial support from anywhere, so it's all down to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i really wonder what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3929745882599071637?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3929745882599071637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/plans-for-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3929745882599071637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3929745882599071637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/10/plans-for-future.html' title='Plans for the future'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6708066195093137336</id><published>2009-09-22T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:42:44.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have fun when being hectic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISED THAT I'M NOT YET DEAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN!!!! I SURVIVED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIP has been hectic since the 2nd week onwards, everyday is eat shit sleep work eat sleep work yada yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but but i survived because VOX has really nice peooople. The recent events brought us closer to the rest of the team and it's starting to have a homely feel after all! Though i admit in the beginning it seemed almost like we 3 interns were by ourselves and the rest of the company in another, but it's slowly starting to merge together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially people like Jean hahahahhaa i like her so much she's like adorably friendly and i just realised today we have soooo much in common. Not bad ley really! Though we are like, i think, um, 6-8 years of age apart? And she's the lao jiao in VOX so she taught me many stuff today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, VOX people are all young at heart and aren't we cool cos we got 5 bosses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, okay i better go bathe and get some rest before i slog for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;F1 IS SUCH A B.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What don't look at me i dint swear. i was just saying F1 is such a bore ;) (preparations wise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with many situations today that got me panicking and distracted but still i'm glad its all solved, in a way or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i have decided! I shall learn 'It's you' &amp;amp; 'Lachata' with sis first before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitex nitex all lurbbbzxxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6708066195093137336?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6708066195093137336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-fun-when-being-hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6708066195093137336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6708066195093137336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-fun-when-being-hectic.html' title='Have fun when being hectic'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8747422780004425803</id><published>2009-09-17T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:30:10.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my secret crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SrIA_Uze70I/AAAAAAAAAgk/nsvMm3oIit4/s1600-h/kyuhyun012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382365592577568578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SrIA_Uze70I/AAAAAAAAAgk/nsvMm3oIit4/s320/kyuhyun012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SrIA-1OkLGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/DqHGd0F2OIk/s1600-h/1102291429431338tjwsajodl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382365584101223522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SrIA-1OkLGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/DqHGd0F2OIk/s320/1102291429431338tjwsajodl3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyuuuuu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Handsome, can sing, can dance, humorous, cute, and everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lovey dovey eyes-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8747422780004425803?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8747422780004425803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-secret-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8747422780004425803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8747422780004425803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-secret-crush.html' title='my secret crush'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SrIA_Uze70I/AAAAAAAAAgk/nsvMm3oIit4/s72-c/kyuhyun012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8549804405181922595</id><published>2009-09-12T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:36:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let them speak (II)</title><content type='html'>You told me, there's no need to talk it out. Cause its too late to proceed and slowly, I took your words and walked away. No looking back I wont regret, no, I will find my way. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm broken, but still I have to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Alright, OK, I'm so much better without you. I wont be sorry, alright, okay, so don't you bother what I do. No matter what you say I wont return. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our bridge has burned down,&lt;/span&gt; I'm stronger now. Alright, Ok, I'm so much better without you, I wont be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played me, betrayed me. Your love was nothing but a game. Portrayed a role you took control, I, I couldn't help but fall so deep. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now I see things clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste you fiction tears on me, just save them for someone in need. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's way too late, I'm closing the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Ashley Tisdale; It's Alright It's Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life you've had an opinion, doing things for the wrong reasons. Well not today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I think for myself, I get on fine without anybody's help, Don't care what you say yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm breaking your heart, And I'm breaking apart.&lt;/span&gt; All you do is hold me down (hold me down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try to make me someone I don't know, I'm not the girl you'd thought you found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if I told you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can't control my life.&lt;/span&gt; What would you say, If I left today with no regrets and no goodbye. What would you do if I told you, There is no more you and I. What would you say if I walked away and left you there to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's coming over you, Or how we fell apart, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried so hard but I don't believe in you, You're not the guy I thought I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if I told you, You can't control my life. And what would you say, If I left today with no regrets and no goodbye. What would you do if I told you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no more you and I. &lt;/span&gt;What would you say if I walked away and left you there to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I said to you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just go ahead and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-The Veronicas; Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need for me to hold any more hopes. Owarida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8549804405181922595?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8549804405181922595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-them-speak-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8549804405181922595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8549804405181922595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-them-speak-ii.html' title='Let them speak (II)'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7861850601904132040</id><published>2009-09-11T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:23:20.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let them speak</title><content type='html'>"I've been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing."                                                                        &lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 20px;" valign="top"&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;                       Neil Gaiman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are those hearts that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman."                                                                                                    &lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 20px;" valign="top"&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;                       The Tale of Despereaux                     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Too often, the thing you want most is the one thing you can’t have. Desire leaves us heartbroken, it wears us out. Desire can wreck your life, but as tough as wanting something can be, the people who suffer the most are those who don’t know what they want."                                                                        &lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 20px;" valign="top"&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;                       Grey’s Anatomy                     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It’s not about being who someone else wants you to be. It’s about being completely yourself and finding someone who loves each and every bit of it. Someone who loves your laugh and your smile and the sound of your voice and the things you say. Someone who loves you even when you’re in a bad mood or when your face is red and puffy with tears."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from, eletheowl.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-7861850601904132040?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7861850601904132040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-them-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7861850601904132040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7861850601904132040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-them-speak.html' title='Let them speak'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7696667278012349302</id><published>2009-09-10T21:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:20:37.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JR's oscars award</title><content type='html'>Haha i'm bored... So here i'll be blogging bout my top few super liked celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;HERE GOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Looking Men (America context)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkMtZveDJI/AAAAAAAAAes/AedBkN5ajZ8/s1600-h/zac_efron2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkMtZveDJI/AAAAAAAAAes/AedBkN5ajZ8/s320/zac_efron2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845204014402706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM30kVR0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/argiXveTRAs/s1600-h/Keanu-Reeves-keanu-reeves-171946_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM30kVR0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/argiXveTRAs/s320/Keanu-Reeves-keanu-reeves-171946_1024_768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845383014139714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows who &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Zac Efron&lt;/span&gt; is and don't ask me why &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Keanu Reeves&lt;/span&gt;, i just think he's hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Looking Men (Asian context)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM5vZxiBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/GiYW1LZ_0Uk/s1600-h/showluo_kjp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM5vZxiBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/GiYW1LZ_0Uk/s320/showluo_kjp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845415987415058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkTpQjr-SI/AAAAAAAAAf8/rTR8908OnyE/s1600-h/lee-min-ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkTpQjr-SI/AAAAAAAAAf8/rTR8908OnyE/s320/lee-min-ho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379852829410982178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of courrzzxxeee, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Show Luo&lt;/span&gt;, and the oh-so-popular &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lee Min Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Looking Men (Mixed...?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM41wcijI/AAAAAAAAAfE/WPCOhe8Nyhg/s1600-h/1_931098556l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM41wcijI/AAAAAAAAAfE/WPCOhe8Nyhg/s320/1_931098556l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845400513251890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM4a22yvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XnfhwmpebJY/s1600-h/_Blog_Manage_Image_daniel+henny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM4a22yvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XnfhwmpebJY/s320/_Blog_Manage_Image_daniel+henny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845393292380914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shirota Yuu&lt;/span&gt; (Jap+Spanish) is the Hana Kimi guy, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Daniel Henney&lt;/span&gt; (Korean+British) the one that acted in one movie (Agent Zero in Xmen Wolverine &amp;amp; 'Spring Waltz' a korean drama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM5O61ZHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/723vPIWuqTM/s1600-h/1_573753813l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkM5O61ZHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/723vPIWuqTM/s320/1_573753813l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845407267710066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOESNT HE LOOK LIKE AN ANIME CHARACTER LIVE? LOL. Love the hair. It's Shirota Yuu btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Looking Women (American context)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRXdQWIjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/DX_tN_Gubk8/s1600-h/Nude+eva+longoria+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRXdQWIjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/DX_tN_Gubk8/s320/Nude+eva+longoria+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379850324558619186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRWz4fK3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/k9kC0NttDcY/s1600-h/emma03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRWz4fK3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/k9kC0NttDcY/s320/emma03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379850313452694386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eva Longoria&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Emma Watson&lt;/span&gt; are hot hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Looking Women (Asian context)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRWfp33-I/AAAAAAAAAfc/9gOq3_gYzXU/s1600-h/beat-of-angel-boa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRWfp33-I/AAAAAAAAAfc/9gOq3_gYzXU/s320/beat-of-angel-boa.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379850308022689762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRXtuh2wI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rgSP8DwYY4Q/s1600-h/fanfan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkRXtuh2wI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rgSP8DwYY4Q/s320/fanfan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379850328980183810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BoA&lt;/span&gt; is actually mixed too lol, and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; FanFan&lt;/span&gt; is totally my favvvvv she's so pweetttyy. Those who sing K frequent with me will know how i say "She very pretty hor she very pretty hor" everytime i sing her songs hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Looking Anime Favourites (LOL ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkYdi08hVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/JEaOVCSZV7s/s1600-h/tsukiyomi-ikuto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkYdi08hVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/JEaOVCSZV7s/s320/tsukiyomi-ikuto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379858125714916690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkYeM0C0uI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VRfbcc7hWuQ/s1600-h/vlcsnap-766535.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkYeM0C0uI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VRfbcc7hWuQ/s320/vlcsnap-766535.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379858136985424610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tsukiyomi Ikuto&lt;/span&gt; from Shugo Chara, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dark Mousy&lt;/span&gt; from D.N. Angel.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA DONT ASK ME WHY I LIKE PURPLE HAIR CHARACTERS. They are just shuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there's a new korean band introduced by Sean, haha called&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; F(x)!&lt;/span&gt; Yes functions in amaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkU2NABH8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GddfghBDYFk/s1600-h/fx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkU2NABH8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GddfghBDYFk/s320/fx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379854151305994178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha for those who know SNSD, the one in the middle is Jessica Jung's sister, Krystal Jung. She's only 15.... Hahahaha. And the 2nd one called Amber, is actually a GIRL. HAHA WHO TOTALLY LOOKS LIKE A COOL SHIT BOY. Seriously, she pawns all the guys in Singapore easily. I think she'll make many girls turn crazy for her. She's an American-Chinese btw! i don't think there's any korean blood in her but anyway her korean is thumb upz, and she's only 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha total madness. The 4th one is Victoria, she's 22 the leader of the group and also a Chinese, but also very fluent in korean. The rest are pure Koreans, with their age ranging from 15-16, lol crazy right i know. THEY ARE SO MATURED LOOKING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done with my destressing frenzy, time to go to bed and get ready for work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-7696667278012349302?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7696667278012349302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/jrs-oscars-award.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7696667278012349302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7696667278012349302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/jrs-oscars-award.html' title='JR&apos;s oscars award'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SqkMtZveDJI/AAAAAAAAAes/AedBkN5ajZ8/s72-c/zac_efron2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6327087390701730243</id><published>2009-09-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:43:56.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For every heartbroken lady,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;"Don't worry, he’ll miss you. You’re the best he could get, and he blew it. Don’t let him make you think for one second that this was your fault. It’s not. He screwed up, and you did absolutely nothing wrong. You gave him your heart, and you trusted him to keep it and protect it, but he couldn’t. And honestly, he’s not mature enough. He’s not smart enough. If he was smart, he would have cared for you with every fiber of his being and been with you every spare second he could. But he didn’t, and now he’s gone. But don’t you cry. Don’t call him telling him you miss him. Don’t IM him, don’t message him, don’t comment him, don’t talk to him in the hallways. Just pretend you don’t care. And don’t be surprised when he comes crawling back saying he made a mistake. And if you want to go, go with him again. But make him work for you. Don’t be his doormat. Don’t let him in the first time he rings the bell. Make him come back every day until you trust him enough. If he doesn’t come back after a couple of tries, just let him go. But if he comes back every day, then he’s worth it. Trust me.. he’s worth it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovely quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6327087390701730243?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6327087390701730243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-every-heartbroken-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6327087390701730243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6327087390701730243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-every-heartbroken-lady.html' title='For every heartbroken lady,'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8940119165491876118</id><published>2009-09-10T20:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:41:14.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Maybe instead of thinking you know everything, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;let your ego go for a while and you’d start to get to know her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And maybe if you threw away your fears of getting hurt, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and just loved her, maybe you two could make it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                           - eletheowl.tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it was all too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"There comes a point where you miss someone so much that you can hear their voice echo in your head. And you can hear the names that they used to call you, the words they used to tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You memorized their laugh, their smile, and their silly ways. You can also feel their arms around you and you don’t want to let go even though you know it’s just an illusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Everytime your phone rings, you smile because it’s them that’s calling. Everytime you hear their name, your heart beats 100 times faster and sometimes, you can’t even breathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You knew that looking back on the tears would make you laugh, but you never knew that looking back on the laughs would also make you cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All you want is to go back in time. not to the time that you first met, to the time that you were known as nothing, but strangers. But no matter what, you’re in denial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You hide your feeling so no one would know. You put on a fake smile and don’t let a single tear break through. You’re so used to hiding your feelings that you don’t even realize the pain you’re causing for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your thoughts become invisible. It’s still there, but no one knows. Like a love letter you didn’t show. And you’re hurting no one but yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"The thing about life that I’ve learned is that you’re going to get hurt. You’re going to have emotional nights and cry yourself to sleep for hours. You’re going to suffer some kind of loss. But you will also have those moments where you heal. Those moments are the best. You feel like you smile for the first time again. you feel like you’re alive again. Life just kind of restarts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Does it hurt you to know that we haven’t spoken to each other in days? Does it hurt you to know that we can’t look at each other without looking away? Does it hurt you to know that everything we had as friends is gone? Does it hurt? Cause it’s hurting me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aint this true? It applies to all ex-es i guess, lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These quotes are all so true, it speaks right to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe living life on the perspective of "What comes, comes. What goes, goes." will be easier on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when will my 'restart' come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8940119165491876118?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8940119165491876118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/maybe-instead-of-thinking-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8940119165491876118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8940119165491876118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/maybe-instead-of-thinking-you-know.html' title='Letting go?'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3956801442497645123</id><published>2009-09-10T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:53:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant live with or without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can you say you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when you dont even know what hurts me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIP has started! It's pretty smooth sailing, with the workload and stuff but i guess there are more coming up soon. Had briefing over F1 @ Flyer and am really exited about it cuz it sounds like fun and it seems that i'll have alot to learn from it :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well though, been having disturbed sleeps and frequent headaches which make me, really pissed off cos im tired i want to rest but i cant, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i have this really bad urge to go sing K, though my singing sucks now, though i just sang 2 days ago, and though i probably wont have the time or the crowd to go with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3956801442497645123?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3956801442497645123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-live-with-or-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3956801442497645123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3956801442497645123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-live-with-or-without-you.html' title='cant live with or without you'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8340471484027975868</id><published>2009-09-04T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:03:43.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some say love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the heart, afraid of breaking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe i'm unworthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love has been but a game,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of endless vicious cycles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that leaves me dry and weary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that leaves me feeling like a devil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because all i'm good at is breaking hearts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and getting mine broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like giving up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8340471484027975868?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8340471484027975868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-say-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8340471484027975868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8340471484027975868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-say-love.html' title='some say love'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-4270494839612373164</id><published>2009-09-02T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:33:43.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't rid the world of sorrow, but you can choose to live in joy.</title><content type='html'>Man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was i thinking. I'm never alone, there's always someone who cares someone who stay by me no matter through thick or thin. That's none other than Daddy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed the world is filled with sorrows, not that you can control it, but it is present in this world. What matters is your relationship towards it, whether you want to view it lightly or whether you are taking it too hardly. You can live in joy, it's all about choices and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perceptiveness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try living happily now, cos life is short, there's not much time for you to stay sorrowful and worry for. That kind of life, would be a total dread. Might as well end it earlier ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So live happy! Live happy live happy live happy -chants-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-4270494839612373164?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/4270494839612373164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-cant-rid-world-of-sorrow-but-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4270494839612373164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4270494839612373164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-cant-rid-world-of-sorrow-but-you.html' title='you can&apos;t rid the world of sorrow, but you can choose to live in joy.'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8077150596076133800</id><published>2009-09-01T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:50:08.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood is thicker than water</title><content type='html'>I, finally know the deepest meaning of this phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will be willing to cancel her appointments just keep you company when you needed someone? No one else but my dearest sister. My real blooded sis. Thanks mei love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others, well. I have no comments. Some tried to be there, some don't even care. Haha, i guess these are times when you can see who actually really cares for you and who are just putting up a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of everything, its so hard to please &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every single one&lt;/span&gt; and getting nothing in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is one tough road, and yet i realised, i'm walking it alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8077150596076133800?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8077150596076133800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/blood-is-thicker-than-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8077150596076133800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8077150596076133800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/09/blood-is-thicker-than-water.html' title='Blood is thicker than water'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3630982535687064607</id><published>2009-08-27T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:13:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reaching my limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't fix something that wasn't whole to start with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The weather is perfect for sleeping, but I have no choice but to reluctantly mug for MICE paper. But well, nothing's going in, obviously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice weather,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cant sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Want to slack,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boring MICE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heartaches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headaches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Down and over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What could get worse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3630982535687064607?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3630982535687064607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/reaching-my-limits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3630982535687064607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3630982535687064607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/reaching-my-limits.html' title='reaching my limits'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3139669293294186871</id><published>2009-08-25T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:49:47.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a keyboard/digi piano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna escape this town for a little while,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hide and run for a thousand miles,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the piano as my lovely pal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Updates on exams:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. F&amp;amp;B obviously, went relatively well for everybody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Gaming was quite a disappointment to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. DPD was actually awesome, just that i did not list examples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next up, LSO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LSO is gonna kill me, &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3139669293294186871?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3139669293294186871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-keyboarddigi-piano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3139669293294186871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3139669293294186871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-keyboarddigi-piano.html' title='I want a keyboard/digi piano'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6829924234320587109</id><published>2009-08-23T18:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:30:46.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>killer exams</title><content type='html'>Woke up early today to go see see at Lighthouse &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wdlands&lt;/span&gt; and wow it's so nice, the architectural design made me turn my head here and there to look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was on my way there, i saw an old lady walking very slowly and unstably, holding an umbrella/walking stick on her right and bags of stuff on her left. Was contemplating if i should go over to offer some help, then decided not to cos there were many people around, maybe someone would help. Well but till i saw her crossing the road and everybody dint even notice her existence, i went up to her, and said in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; you need my help? (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt; bang &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; ma?)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? She freaking stared at me and replied in a rude tone, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DONT WANT&lt;/span&gt;! (BU &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAO!&lt;/span&gt;)" then continue walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wa&lt;/span&gt; i tell you i super stunned! I'm like, how can you reject &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; goodwill like that! Even if you wanna reject, do and say it in a nice tone man. Times like this really make me associate with the Chinese idiom, &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody was staring back at me like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; some weirdie. I stared back with those see-what-see-never-see-people-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tio&lt;/span&gt;-rejected-before-huh look. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Embarassing&lt;/span&gt;................ You don't have to be so hostile right &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt;...... Break my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; heart this is so demoralizing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, that time when i was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;, i limped into the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; train and it was peak period. I saw one seat, slowly made my way over to it, everybody saw me and give me those "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;, so poor thing" look (or i assumed so) and didn't take that seat. While i was right &lt;strong&gt;in front&lt;/strong&gt; of the seat, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; doors opened, one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fxcking&lt;/span&gt; fat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; rushed over and just freaking sat, ON THAT SEAT RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME and immediately closed her eyes pretending to sleep!!! Boy was i shocked, shocked and stunned like mad! I stood there flabbergasted and the man beside me just smile and shrugged it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to Singapore's&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Singa&lt;/span&gt; Award&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;? (You know that cartoon lion that always smile like some idiot and give the 'good' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thumbsign&lt;/span&gt;? or did it not.) Anyway it went extinct i bet, Singaporeans are &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; not gracious or courteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Takes deep deep breath-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; done ranting, must be all the stress piling up from trying to decipher Doctor Lee's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chim&lt;/span&gt; textbook full with numeric and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grammatical&lt;/span&gt; errors. Which drives me to think &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how he got his ***.....&lt;/span&gt; :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, just a random thought! I don't wanna get sued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6829924234320587109?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6829924234320587109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/killer-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6829924234320587109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6829924234320587109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/killer-exams.html' title='killer exams'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3077155000042129101</id><published>2009-08-22T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:54:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worms worms worms</title><content type='html'>Ya' know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something terribly wrong with my stomach and digestive systems. For the past whole week i've been having diarrhoea on and off, and it occurs after i eat each meal. Simply speaking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No eat = No stomachache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-crys- It hurts. My tummy hurts everytime i have food inside it. Like now, its hurting again. Even when all i'm eating is porridge. And i've been eating alot recently. Like, alot. I get so damn easily so i keep eating. But my weight's still ranging at &lt;em&gt;38-40kg&lt;/em&gt; that's madness, right? When i freaking have a &lt;strong&gt;spare tyre&lt;/strong&gt; on my tummy lol it makes no sense, &lt;em&gt;AT ALL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach flu? Or worms in my tummy? Or..... stomach cancer? I think i'm dying........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, it hurts so much. I'm gonna waste the remaining porridge in the bowl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3077155000042129101?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3077155000042129101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/worms-worms-worms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3077155000042129101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3077155000042129101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/worms-worms-worms.html' title='worms worms worms'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6231005698946312904</id><published>2009-08-20T13:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:37:01.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim went mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear all, if i haven't ask from you your numbers please kindly give them to me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuz my sim card went crazy it just made disappearing acts with all my contact numbers &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks loads :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RULES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, mp3 player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Tag 15 friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meet you there (Busted) - Wtf makes no sense lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too little too late (JoJo) - Lol sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Genie (SNSD) - LOL I FEEL LIKE A GENIE? THEN CAN I GRANT MY OWN WISH TO PASS FNB WITH FLYING COLORS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apologize (OneRepublic) - LOL WTF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Namida no Mukou [It means, past the tears] (Stereopony) - Not bad a motto ley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4ever (The Veronicas) - AHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Way Back Into Love (Taeyeon/Jessica SUJU version) - HAHA? they too loving le&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Goodbye (SecondhandSerenade) - What the. I dont lor, lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;88 (LM.C) [It's a jap song] - HAHA MY MATHS FAIL SO TERRIBLY 2+2=88&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rolling Star (YUI) - HAHA MY STAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Breathe easy (Blue) - lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Falls Apart (Sugar Ray) - Wa, so emo meh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's gonna be love (Mandy Moore) - I wanna be 'love' when i grow up? -.-?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amaranth (Nightwish) - LOL COOL cuz amaranth means an imaginary, undying flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All we know (Paramore) - Yes la yes la they know everything about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Always All Ways (Lostprophets) - Cannot be danced, but a nice song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Almost, But (Sleeq) - Yea lor, ALMOST alive BUT not. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dango Daikazoku [Dango Big Family] (Chata) - LMAAAAAO Dango is a jap food. my hobby is eating :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;VALENTI (BoA) - Yeah they are all my valentinessss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Joke (Lifehouse) - Ya lor if im the joke its so embarassing ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Goodnight and Goodbye (Jonas Brothers) - Not bad, a peaceful death while sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Move Along (All American Rejects) - Regret moving along? lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Say it Again (Marie Digby) - Eh really ley! When someone say smth funny you will say "Eh say it again ley!" then laugh like shit again hee hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mighty is the power of the Cross (Chris Tomlin) - Sob, the love of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chasing Cars (Snow Patrol) - means i wont ever get married?! ):!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby it's you (JoJo, BoWwow) - LOLOLOL THIS IS FUNNY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Toguro (The GazettE) - Uh what does it mean hee hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life (YUI) - Wow thats a big ambition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you (Ne-Yo) - LOL......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nobody wants to be lonely (Ricky Martin/Christina Aguilera)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hehe quite interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6231005698946312904?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6231005698946312904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/sim-went-mad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6231005698946312904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6231005698946312904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/sim-went-mad.html' title='Sim went mad'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7722892342750989208</id><published>2009-08-19T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:12:30.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A chat with god</title><content type='html'>Me : &lt;em&gt;Tell me, why has life become complicated now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Stop analyzing life. Just live it. &lt;strong&gt;Analysis is what makes it complicated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;Why are we then constantly unhappy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. &lt;strong&gt;Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that experience their life become better not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;But still, why should we go through such tests? Why cant we be free from problems?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons to Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;Frankly, in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In tough times, how do you stay motivated?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : &lt;strong&gt;Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;What surprises you about people?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : When they suffer they ask, "Why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me". Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :&lt;em&gt; Sometimes I ask, Who am I, Why am I here. I can't get the answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;How can I get the best out of life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts or doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve. Trust me: &lt;strong&gt;Life is wonderful if you know how to live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-7722892342750989208?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7722892342750989208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/chat-with-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7722892342750989208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7722892342750989208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/chat-with-god.html' title='A chat with god'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-1079114320226081666</id><published>2009-08-18T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:11:49.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>Thank God! Cos Mum is out of hospital already and healthily recuperating (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few things on my mind:&lt;br /&gt;1) I friggin need to concentrate on studying&lt;br /&gt;2) I WANNA LEARN SO MANY THINGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll150/xrumiko/939900_piano_keyboard.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll150/xrumiko/2614157504_900135413c.jpg" /&gt;       &lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll150/xrumiko/V100TSB-L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i've said, pop piano is my hot hot interest, singing is my passion, e.guit is my necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And poor JR only has enough money to learn one course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....So, which do i pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many say, "E.guit duh you playing that in your band ley."&lt;br /&gt;True is true, but also someone told me, "Dont learn things for others, learn it for yourself. One day if the band gone, you learn guitar for what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True also right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover e.guit i have many friends or friends-friends in this case, that are pro guitar players. I could save cost and ask them for a tip or two &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im down with singing and pop piano right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My helpful brother specially made a psychological test for me to help me decide. Lol he made me choose between a few words, based on first impression and instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty/&lt;strong&gt;Enchanting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud/&lt;strong&gt;Melodious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamer&lt;/strong&gt;/Believer&lt;br /&gt;Perfectonist/&lt;strong&gt;Opportunist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few more that i forgot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So based on my answers, he concluded that i should take pop piano! (well actually that was always first in my list) singing next, and e.guit last. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much helped me make up my mind thanks bro! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok i swear i'll study the whole day tmr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-1079114320226081666?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/1079114320226081666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/1079114320226081666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/1079114320226081666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5234538563455378394</id><published>2009-08-18T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:20:52.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>footprints in the sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY SISTER'S DAY Mei (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll150/xrumiko/1988826413_3699b8fa90_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God, please shine your healing hands on my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Make her feel better i'll do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5234538563455378394?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5234538563455378394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/footprints-in-sand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5234538563455378394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5234538563455378394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/footprints-in-sand.html' title='footprints in the sand'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-4729278595766365528</id><published>2009-08-16T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:26:24.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all about fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; 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how true is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from my cousin:&lt;br /&gt;"Cousins, no matter how long they never meet each other or talk to each other, the bond and the ties would always be there. However, friends, once they dont gather together for a period of time, the bonds fade. They come and go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People really do come and go, and that puts regrets &amp;amp; disappointments in our lives. But afterall, it takes two hands to clap. If only one side of the friendship/relationship sees it as important to them, while the other side don't, there's nothing we can do about it, right? If someone tries to keep him/herself away from you, there's nothing you can do either, no matter how hard you try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years through what i've experienced over and over again, I find friendship, so hard to appreciate, because nothing ever works two willing ways (simply put it as it is a one-sided thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a really sad thing. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Spanish experts say that sleeping more than 8-9 hours a day contributes to you having higher chances of dementia and senility when you grow old. And also if you like to laze on your bed when you wake up (in chinese: lai4 chuang2), it similarly contributes to that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those that have habits like these, it's time to change them before you have a mental ability of a 50 year old when you're 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no mood to study.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5336310325277654473?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5336310325277654473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-battlefield.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5336310325277654473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5336310325277654473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-battlefield.html' title='it&apos;s a battlefield'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-4026499272291030149</id><published>2009-08-15T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:34:37.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby baby baby</title><content type='html'>DRIVING WAS CRAZY TODAY THERE WERE SO MANY CARS ON THE MAIN ROAD I ALMOST WENT CRAZY TRYING TO COORDINATE SO MANY STUFF AND AND MY HANDS WERE COLD AND SWEATY OK FINE IM DONE RANTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But driving is still fun anyway, next lesson's only after exams, sadddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking bout exams, i haven't started studying you see how screwed i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went visit Dahuang today and he's so cute (: I want a dog i can call my own too. I want i want....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to not have a phone and it sucks even more to try to contact someone without a phone! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, isn't this cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SobjSX4IJHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/NjEG60xKGTU/s1600-h/b1324083bcedf09d2c4a02067efed5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370229510472475762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SobjSX4IJHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/NjEG60xKGTU/s400/b1324083bcedf09d2c4a02067efed5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I need to study man! Motivate me, ...whoever will do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-4026499272291030149?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/4026499272291030149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-baby-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4026499272291030149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4026499272291030149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-baby-baby.html' title='Baby baby baby'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SobjSX4IJHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/NjEG60xKGTU/s72-c/b1324083bcedf09d2c4a02067efed5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3275507068785477601</id><published>2009-08-13T18:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:47:54.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride along in my dream car!</title><content type='html'>CHEERS CUZ BLOGGER IS FINALLY BACK TO NORMAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DAMNNN, &lt;strong&gt;DRIVING WUS FUN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of stepping on the accelerator and brake pedal, the frightened sweaty palms holding the steering wheel, the damn-hard-to-handle handbrake, the fun of ticking the signal signs, the excitement of making a U-turn, the gan-chiongness when i overshoot 40km/h (eh it's like damn fast if you're driving for the first time. I felt i could just langa onto anything and everything), and most of all the laughs from the friendly instructor of the panic-stricken face of mine. Lmao. Eh, i'm panic-stricken cos partially it's my first time and also cos I AM FRIGGIN DRIVING ON A REAL ROAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i take private so i'm not cooped in CDC and you know how that feels? One word: &lt;em&gt;Shiok&lt;/em&gt;. But then, also another word: &lt;em&gt;Shit&lt;/em&gt;, cos there are cars and lorries (yes humongous ones) at the industrial area. Everytime i see a vehicle coming from the T-junction and i'm passing through my OS was "Oh f shit how to brake how to brake!?!?!" Cos they all look so unfriendly like they are not gonna give way to a beginner driver ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's so thrilling and i love thrills :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such an experience my first time sitting at the front driver seat of a real car (Mind you the only 'car' i've touched is daytona) omgggg it's so funnnnn but i don't know why my legs were all &lt;em&gt;nua&lt;/em&gt; after driving. Totally. Felt like my calf muscles haven't stretched themselves for a zillion years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving is addictive &gt;:) My next lesson is two days away~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3275507068785477601?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3275507068785477601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/cheers-cuz-blogger-is-finally-back-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3275507068785477601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3275507068785477601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/cheers-cuz-blogger-is-finally-back-to.html' title='Ride along in my dream car!'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3612702592467995832</id><published>2009-08-12T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:14:22.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow after the storm!</title><content type='html'>Is blogger finally okay or still as screwed up as ever. Damnit shouldn't have changed to blogger la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY ITS AN &lt;strong&gt;EXCITING WEEK&lt;/strong&gt; AHEAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS MY &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FIRST DRIVING LESSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (LIKE F-FINALLY) I AM SO SO SO EXCITED MAN!!!! 3.30pm 3.30pm must remind myself. ^^v ^^v ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY IS &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LUNCH @ TOPTABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; WITH THE CLIQUE AND ALSO &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DINNER @ CHOMP CHOMP&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WITH LOUISA FOONG (AT LAST RIGHT I KNOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY IS &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SIP BRIEFING DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; WHICH JUST REMINDED ME I HAVE TO GO LOOK FOR MY SIP CONTRACT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO SUNDAY WE ARE GOING TO COLLECT THE &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PHOTOSHOOTS SOFT COPY + ALBUM&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;OMG SO COOL &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next week onwards is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIA-STUDY WEEK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I can do this man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester of projects &amp;amp; exams cmon cmon Jo you can do it pet grooming course is nearing nearing nearing :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3612702592467995832?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3612702592467995832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainbow-after-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3612702592467995832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3612702592467995832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainbow-after-storm.html' title='Rainbow after the storm!'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-356462519299779775</id><published>2009-08-10T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:46:57.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see it all in your eyes</title><content type='html'>The way your mood totally changed after we left the rest,&lt;br /&gt;The way you kept quiet throughout the whole bus ride,&lt;br /&gt;The way you just stared into space while walking,&lt;br /&gt;The way you held my hand tight while walking home,&lt;br /&gt;The way you tried to force a smile on your face,&lt;br /&gt;The way you hung your head low leaving without taking a second glance at me like you usually would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it all, and you know I know it too.&lt;br /&gt;Looking through the facade that you've put up,&lt;br /&gt;I can see that you're sad, very, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;I know you didn't want things to conclude this way,&lt;br /&gt;And i don't know what i can say to make you feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-356462519299779775?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/356462519299779775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-see-it-all-in-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/356462519299779775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/356462519299779775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-see-it-all-in-your-eyes.html' title='I see it all in your eyes'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6207165120304051768</id><published>2009-08-06T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:39:18.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick up the pieces, walk with me, hand in hand</title><content type='html'>Monday was totally a bullshit day for me i am so lazy to repeat all my experiences all again but anyway just know that my Monday sucked badly i would never want another of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SakaeSushi yesterday at Northpoint with Baby and wow Northpoint is COOL SHIT. Just in case you dont know where is that it's at Yishun. Both of our first time there (suaku i know) and it's damn niceeee. Especially the japanese-themed foodcourt omgggg the aroma of japanese food that greets you when you get in..... Almost felt i was in Heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_3453.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the excitement. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_3457.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do food really make you that happy ahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_3454.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_3465.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_3472.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard procedure of all restaurants visited. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_3477.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours trulyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and,&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FASCINATED OVER THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_3470.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SO CUTE RIGHT. i don't know about you guys but this is definitely my first time seeing this frog mouse in all my visits to Sakae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked the huskies today with Aunty Jen and we covered quite a part of AMK Ave 3. It was the first time the both of them walked together so they were even more excited than I was. Wow not an easy task, i can see why Aunty Jen wouldn't walk them together cos it requires ALOT, and i mean really alot of strength. My fingers nearly broke trying to hold Ray back. He was so excited that he practically ran everywhere. When i dint allow him to run he whined it sounded so poor thing so alright i ran along with him instead &gt;,&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love walking them though cos i dont even have to jog or run a few kilometres and stuff. I can burn off loads of calories just from the sweat of handling their robust frame and immense strength hahahha &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i wanna cut the lower part of my body off cos the thing of the month is here again and it's hurting me like hell that i'm hungry but i don't have the appetite to eat ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i think my grandma misses you she asked why you aren't here today. hahahaha^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6207165120304051768?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6207165120304051768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-up-pieces-walk-with-me-hand-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6207165120304051768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6207165120304051768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-up-pieces-walk-with-me-hand-in.html' title='Pick up the pieces, walk with me, hand in hand'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3586329372468422159</id><published>2009-08-01T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:23:31.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showhand</title><content type='html'>Cos time after time life proves to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Nothing is worth fighting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3586329372468422159?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3586329372468422159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/showhand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3586329372468422159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3586329372468422159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/08/showhand.html' title='Showhand'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6834762552925723823</id><published>2009-07-31T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:38:23.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyType Personality on FB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFP Healer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px; font-family: arial tahoma;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;ntroverted i&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;tuitive &lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;eeling &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;erceiving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;Quiet, reflective, and idealistic. Interested in serving humanity. Well-developed value system, which they strive to live in accordance with. Extremely loyal. Adaptable and laid-back unless a strongly-held value is threatened. Usually talented writers. Mentally quick, and able to see possibilities. Interested in understanding and helping people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;As an INFP, your primary mode of living is focused internally, where you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deal with things according to how you feel about them&lt;/span&gt;, or how they fit into your personal value system. Your secondary mode is external, where you take things in primarily via your intuition. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs, more than other iNtuitive Feeling types, are focused on making the world a better place for people. Their primary goal is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;find out their meaning in life&lt;/span&gt;. What is their purpose? How can they best serve humanity in their lives? They are idealists and perfectionists, who drive themselves hard in their quest for achieving the goals they have identified for themselves &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs are highly intuitive about people. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rely heavily on their intuitions to guide them&lt;/span&gt;, and use their discoveries to constantly search for value in life. They are on a continuous mission to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;find the truth and meaning underlying things&lt;/span&gt;. Every encounter and every piece of knowledge gained gets sifted through the INFP's value system, and is evaluated to see if it has any potential to help the INFP define or refine their own path in life. The goal at the end of the path is always the same - the INFP is driven to help people and make the world a better place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;Generally thoughtful and considerate, INFPs are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good listeners&lt;/span&gt; and put people at ease. Although they may be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reserved in expressing emotion&lt;/span&gt;, they have a very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deep well of caring&lt;/span&gt; and are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;genuinely interested in understanding people&lt;/span&gt;. This sincerity is sensed by others, making the INFP a valued friend and confidante. An INFP can be quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;warm with people he or she knows well&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not like conflict&lt;/span&gt;, and go to great lengths to avoid it. If they must face it, they will always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;approach it from the perspective of their feelings&lt;/span&gt;. In conflict situations, INFPs place &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;little importance on who is right and who is wrong&lt;/span&gt;. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;focus on the way that the conflict makes them feel&lt;/span&gt;, and indeed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't really care whether or not they're right&lt;/span&gt;. They don't want to feel badly. This trait sometimes makes them appear irrational and illogical in conflict situations. On the other hand, INFPs make very good mediators, and are typically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good at solving other people's conflicts&lt;/span&gt;, because they intuitively understand people's perspectives and feelings, and genuinely want to help them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs are flexible and laid-back, until one of their values is violated. In the face of their value system being threatened, INFPs can become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aggressive defenders&lt;/span&gt;, fighting passionately for their cause. When an INFP has adopted a project or job which they're interested in, it usually becomes a "cause" for them. Although they are not detail-oriented individuals, they will cover every possible detail with determination and vigor when working for their "cause". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;When it comes to the mundane details of life maintenance, INFPs are typically completely unaware of such things. They might go for long periods without noticing a stain on the carpet, but carefully and meticulously brush a speck of dust off of their project booklet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not like to deal with hard facts and logic&lt;/span&gt;. Their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;focus on their feelings&lt;/span&gt; and the Human Condition makes it difficult for them to deal with impersonal judgment. They don't understand or believe in the validity of impersonal judgment, which makes them naturally rather ineffective at using it. Most INFPs will avoid impersonal analysis, although some have developed this ability and are able to be quite logical. Under stress, it's not uncommon for INFPs to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mis-use hard logic in the heat of anger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;throwing out fact after (often inaccurate) fact in an emotional outburst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs have very high standards and are perfectionists. Consequently, they are usually hard on themselves, and don't give themselves enough credit. INFPs may have problems working on a project in a group, because their standards are likely to be higher than other members' of the group. In group situations, they may have a "control" problem. The INFP needs to work on balancing their high ideals with the requirements of every day living. Without resolving this conflict, they will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never be happy with themselves&lt;/span&gt;, and they may become confused and paralyzed about what to do with their lives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs are usually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talented writers.&lt;/span&gt; They may be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awkard and uncomfortable with expressing themselves verbally&lt;/span&gt;, but have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wonderful ability to define and express what they're feeling on paper&lt;/span&gt;. INFPs also appear frequently in social service professions, such as counselling or teaching. They are at their best in situations where they're working towards the public good, and in which they don't need to use hard logic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs who function in their well-developed sides can accomplish great and wonderful things, which they will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rarely give themselves credit for&lt;/span&gt;. Some of the great, humanistic catalysts in the world have been INFPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;(So far so true man! Those in bold are really really really true.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs present a calm, pleasant face to the world. They appear to be tranquil and peaceful to others, with simple desires. In fact, the INFP &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;internally feels his or her life intensely&lt;/span&gt;. In the relationship arena, this causes them to have a very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deep capacity for love and caring &lt;/span&gt;which is not frequently found with such intensity in the other types. The INFP &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does not devote their intense feelings towards just anyone&lt;/span&gt;, and are relatively &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reserved about expressing their inner-most feelings&lt;/span&gt;. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reserve their deepest love and caring for a select few who are closest to them&lt;/span&gt;. INFPs are generally laid-back, supportive and nurturing in their close relationships. With Introverted Feeling dominating their personality, they're very sensitive and in-tune with people's feelings, and feel genuine concern and caring for others. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slow to trust others and cautious in the beginning of a relationship&lt;/span&gt;, an INFP will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiercely loyal once they are committed&lt;/span&gt;. With their strong inner core of values, they are intense individuals who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;value depth and authenticity in their relationships&lt;/span&gt;, and hold those who understand and accept the INFP's perspectives in especially high regard. INFPs are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;usually adaptable and congenial&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unless one of their ruling principles has been violated&lt;/span&gt;, in which case they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop adapting and become staunch defenders of their values&lt;/span&gt;. They will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uncharacteristically harsh and rigid&lt;/span&gt; in such a situation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INFP Strengths &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  Warmly concerned and caring towards others &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  Sensitive and perceptive about what others are feeling &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loyal and committed - they want lifelong relationships&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  Deep capacity for love and caring &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Driven to meet other's needs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  Strive for "win-win" situations &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurturing, supportive and encouraging&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Likely to recognize and appreciate other's need for space&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  Able to express themselves well &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flexible and diverse&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INFP Weaknesses &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  May tend to be shy and reserved &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't like to have their "space" invaded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extreme dislike of conflict&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extreme dislike of criticism&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strong need to receive praise and positive affirmation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May react very emotionally to stressful situations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Have difficulty leaving a bad relationship&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Have difficulty scolding or punishing others&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tend to be reserved about expressing their feelings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  Perfectionist tendencies may cause them to not give themselves enough credit &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="texted"&gt;●  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tendency to blame themselves for problems, and hold everything on their own shoulders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INFPs as Lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tremendous loyalty and commitment &lt;/span&gt;to their relationships. With the Feeling preference dominating their personality, harmony and warm feelings are central to the INFP's being. They feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a need to be in a committed, loving relationship&lt;/span&gt;. If they are not involved in such a relationship, the INFP will be either actively searching for one, or creating one in their own minds. &lt;/p&gt;INFPs tendency to be idealistic and romantically-minded may cause them to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fantasize frequently about a "more perfect" relationship or situation&lt;/span&gt;. They may also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;romanticize their mates into having qualities which they do not actually possess&lt;/span&gt;. Most INFPs have a problem with reconciling their highly idealistic and romantic views of life with the reality of their own lives, and so they are constantly somewhat unsettled with themselves and with their close personal relationships. However, the INFP's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deeply-felt, sincere love for their mates and their intense dislike of conflict&lt;/span&gt; keeps the INFP &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loyal to their relationships, in spite of their troubles achieving peace of mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;Unlike other types who tend to hold their mates up on a pedestal, the INFP's tendency to do so does not really turn into a negative thing in the relationship. INFPs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hold tightly to their ideals,&lt;/span&gt; and work hard at constantly seeing their mates up on that pedestal. The frequent INFP result is a strongly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; affirming, proud and affectionate attitude towards their mates &lt;/span&gt;which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stands the test of time&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;INFPs are not naturally interested in administrative matters such as bill-paying and house-cleaning, but they can be very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good at performing these tasks when they must&lt;/span&gt;. They can be really&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; good money managers when they apply themselves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;Sexually, the INFP is likely to be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; initially slow to open up to their mates&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once their trust has been earned, the INFP will view sexual intimacy as an opportunity for expressing their deep-seated love and affection.&lt;/span&gt; More than the actual sexual act, they will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;value giving and receiving love and sweet words&lt;/span&gt;. With their tendency to enjoy serving others, they may value their mate's satisfaction above their own. &lt;/p&gt;One real problem area for the INFP is their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;intensive dislike of conflict and criticism.&lt;/span&gt; The INFP is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quick to find a personal angle in any critical comment, whether or not anything personal was intended&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They will tend to take any sort of criticism as a personal attack on their character, and will usually become irrational and emotional in such situations. &lt;/span&gt;This can be a real problem for INFPs who are involved with persons who have Thinking and Judging preferences. TJs relate to others with an objective, decisive attitude that frequently shows an opinion on the topic of conversation. If the opinion is negative, the TJ's attitude may be threatening to the INFP, who will tend to respond emotionally to the negativity and be vaguely but emphatically convinced that the negativity is somehow the INFP's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;For INFPs with extremely dominant Feeling preferences who have not developed their Intuitive sides sufficiently to gather good data for their decision making processes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;their dislike of conflict and criticism can foretell doom and gloom for intimate relationships.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These INFPs will react with extreme emotional distress to conflict situations, and will not know what to do about it. Since they will have no basis for determining what action to take, they will do whatever they can to get rid of the conflict - which frequently means lashing out irrationally at others, or using guilt manipulation to get their mates to give them the positive support that they crave.&lt;/span&gt; This kind of behavior does not bode well for healthy, long-term relationships. Individuals who recognize this tendency in themselves should work on their ability to take criticism objectively rather than personally. They should also try to remember that conflict situations are not always their fault, and they're definitely not the end of the world. Conflict is a fact of life, and facing it and addressing it immediately avoids having to deal with it in the future, after it has become a much larger problem. &lt;/p&gt;INFPs are very aware of their own space, and the space of others. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;value their personal space, and the freedom to do their own thing&lt;/span&gt;. They will cherish the mate who sees the INFP for who they are, and respects their unique style and perspectives. The INFP is not likely to be overly jealous or possessive, and is likely to respect their mate's privacy and independence. In fact, the INFP is likely to not only respect their mate's perspectives and goals, but to support them with loyal firmness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;In general, INFPs are warmly affirming and loving partners who make the health of their relationships central in their lives. Although&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cautious in the beginning, they become firmly loyal to their committed relationships, which are likely to last a lifetime. They take their relationships very seriously, and will put forth a great deal of effort into making them work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Although two well-developed individuals of any type can enjoy a healthy relationship, INFP's natural partner is the ENFJ, or the ESFJ. INFP's dominant function of Introverted Feeling is best matched with a partner whose dominant function is Extraverted Feeling. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFP/ENFJ&lt;/span&gt; combination is ideal, because it shares the Intuitive way of perceiving, but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFP/ESFJ&lt;/span&gt; combination is also a good match. &lt;p class="texted"&gt;(Super true can. This test is awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INFPs as Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs are "natural" parents. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;accept and enjoy the parental role&lt;/span&gt;, seeing it as the natural extension of their value systems. They make use of the parental role for developing and defining their values further, and consider it their task to pass their values on to their children. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take their role quite seriously&lt;/span&gt;. Warm, affirming, and flexible, the INFP generally makes a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gentle and easy-going paren&lt;/span&gt;t in many respects. &lt;/p&gt;INFPs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not like conflict situations&lt;/span&gt;, and will keep themselves flexible and diverse to promote a positive, conflict-free environment in their home. The INFP is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not naturally prone to dole out punishment or discipline&lt;/span&gt;, and so is likely to adapt to their mate's disciplinary policy, or to rely on their mates to administer discipline with the children. In the absence of a mating parent, the INFP will need to make a conscious effort of creating a structure for their children to live within. Although the INFP &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dislikes punishing others, they hold strong values and will not tolerate the violation of a strongly-held belief&lt;/span&gt;. If they feel that their child has truly committed a wrong, the INFP parent will not have a problem administering discipline. They will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;directly confront the child, stubbornly digging in their heels and demanding recourse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The INFP parent is likely to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;value their children as individuals&lt;/span&gt;, and to give them room for growth. They will let the children have their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;own voice and place in the family&lt;/span&gt;. Extremely loving and devoted parents, INFPs will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiercely protect and support their children&lt;/span&gt;. If there is an issue involving "taking sides", you can bet the INFP will always be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loyal to their children&lt;/span&gt;. INFPs are usually remembered by their children as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loving, patient, devoted, and flexible parents.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INFPs as Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texted"&gt;INFPs are warm and caring individuals who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;highly value authenticity and depth&lt;/span&gt; in their personal relationships. They are usually quite perceptive about other people's feelings and motives, and are consequently able to get along with all sorts of different people. However, the INFP will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep their true selves reserved from others except for a select few, with whom they will form close and lasting friendships&lt;/span&gt;. With their high ideals, they are likely to be drawn to other iNtuitive Feelers for their closer friendships. &lt;/p&gt;With their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strong need for harmony and dislike of conflict&lt;/span&gt;, INFPs may feel threatened by people with strong Judging and Thinking preferences. Although they're likely to be able to work well professionally with such individuals, they may have difficulty accepting or appreciating them on a personal level. They generally feel a kinship and affinity with other Feeling types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Content above copyright of BSM Consulting, &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/" onclick="return wait_for_load(this, event, function() { (new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=18501873856&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=fa9882b570698e921c7b0b2fa7e29253&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true; });"&gt; www.personalitypage.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Total Awesomeness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6834762552925723823?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6834762552925723823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/mytype-personality-on-fb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6834762552925723823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6834762552925723823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/mytype-personality-on-fb.html' title='MyType Personality on FB'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-4837440968039432995</id><published>2009-07-30T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:36:31.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimental much.</title><content type='html'>Hi all here's a good news. I fell down (again) -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sigh. This year is clearly not my year, with all the falling-downs, falling-sick and etc... Can't help but to think i'm getting old on age already huh. F*cked, i'm not even 19 and my body &amp; mind are failing me. So great the previous time i got my right feet swollen this time it's my left! I'm glad i only have 2 foots if not i wonder how many times i'm gonna experience this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of this i had to cancel driving (again - the previous time was due to the 1 week mc) cuz my foot don't even have the strength to step down fully. I feel so bad. The instructor must be thinking "What's with this student she wanna learn or not one, keep on dua me" Seems like i have no fate in touching the steering wheel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and Dad startled me by saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Eh Jojo tan&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya? (thinking that im gonna get a scolding for getting back home late with a swollen foot)&lt;br /&gt;Dad: We need to go run already&lt;br /&gt;Me: o.o?!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: We need to improve our immune system. Shit man do you know, there's a new virus called H3N2?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh really meh what the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: H1N1's brother la. Cases reported in HK already. If you tio the two brothers at the same time, confirm die. Sian la why nowadays so many viruses hai it's really the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Dad has never believed in me when i told him 2012 was the end of the world. When i told him i read from the net somewhere some prophets say that a deadly virus will kill half of the population on Earth. And that the rest will die under the scorching hot sun by dehydration, burning into steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm which way would you choose to die? Well i'll choose neither. I'll get myself dead before those even happen, probably jump off Singapore Flyer shouting "I'M ON THE TOP OF THE WORLD!"&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the term 'end of the world' seems so far but yet like, so near. You know, it's something you can't help but to think about it and it's such a hot topic, isn't it. You can't help but to think, if this damned world really ended at 22 Dec 2012 (Thank god it's past my bday and i'm 21) what would you wanna do now before the world ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i would drop my intentions of taking a part-time University course and head on straight to get my pet grooming cert, open a shop, earn money, get my Yorkie, get my Mini Cooper, and travel around the world. Hey, i wanna go to Rome before i die okay? Or maybe i can die there i don't mind isn't Rome the closest place on Earth to God? Well or maybe Jerusalem. But anyway who cares we are all gonna die no matter where you are maybe if the UN &amp; ASEAN recognizes the end-of-the-world threat maybe traveling overseas would be made free for everyone to visit each part of the Earth before we crumble along with it. Then maybe we'll see Adam and Eve again i guess rebuilding the Earth so the whole vicious cycle goes round again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God this is bad. I have so many things i want to fulfill but if the world really ends then, i won't get the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-4837440968039432995?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/4837440968039432995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/sentimental-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4837440968039432995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4837440968039432995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/sentimental-much.html' title='Sentimental much.'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8933404219597585487</id><published>2009-07-27T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:13:49.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes that speak the truth</title><content type='html'>Joleneruth - Girl-next-door: Innocent Giving Loving Spontaneous (CGLP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loving, hopeful, and open. You take love as opportunities come, which can lead to a stressful, but exhilarating romantic life. You are a genuinely sweet and sincere person, so it's likely that your relationships will be happy ones. You've had a fair amount of love experience, and there'll be much more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all female types, you are the most likely to develop sudden, maddening crushes. You're especially capable of obsessing over a guy you just met. Passion like this makes for an intense existence, though it can also sometimes lead to letdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be happiest with someone who shares your generosity and optimism toward life. Your ideal match is someone who'll love you back with equal fire, and someone you've grown to love slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this quiz from FB &amp;&lt;br /&gt;I find every single part of it so trueeeeeee lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8933404219597585487?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8933404219597585487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/quizzes-that-speak-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8933404219597585487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8933404219597585487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/quizzes-that-speak-truth.html' title='Quizzes that speak the truth'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-761829926295849694</id><published>2009-07-26T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:01:50.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Female power</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/normal_09055002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Wa, Emma Watson is hot stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-761829926295849694?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/761829926295849694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/female-power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/761829926295849694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/761829926295849694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/female-power.html' title='Female power'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-2109598185837650512</id><published>2009-07-25T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:07:23.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absurd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you feel better if you vent it out on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it does,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then by all means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-2109598185837650512?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/2109598185837650512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/absurd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/2109598185837650512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/2109598185837650512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/absurd.html' title='Absurd'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6879932401669742342</id><published>2009-07-24T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:07:52.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get it right man blogger</title><content type='html'>Something is wrong with blogger, as usual. Blogger kinda sucks omg i miss livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been long since i've posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday went to Marina Barrage for picnic with band&amp;amp;gang, Sunday went for Family Photoshoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great experience seriously, filled with fun and laughters. Watching how Sis posed for the camera taking some really cool shots, then my turn to try for some cool shots, then saw how stiff Dad was when taking the photo, how Mum posed naturally well in front of the camera, how the photographer coordinated with us so well, how he taught us to pose so well like some model, how he always say "HAAAAAPPY SMILE!" before he press the shutter hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun if i had the money (im saying this because we spent 1k) i would go there again to take many many photoshoots. Nice environment, nice staff, nice photographer -thumbs up-&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; The Makeover Inc at Concorde Hotel Level 3 lobby! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only getting the album and some soft copy photos on 16 August so i'll patiently wait till then cos there's some really nice photos taken :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, PROJECTS ARE OVER I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY but that means exams are coming soon and i swore to start studying next week which i hope i really will. 5 papers, gonna be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing on, i had a one-of-a-kind experience yesterday hehe. Then today met baby's mum for dinner and i'm glad it went well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i'm reaaaally glad we sorted out things and i'm 1924638462734 times as glad we are back to what we used to be, &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6879932401669742342?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6879932401669742342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-is-wrong-with-blogger-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6879932401669742342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6879932401669742342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-is-wrong-with-blogger-as.html' title='Get it right man blogger'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5599330172140890536</id><published>2009-07-16T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:11:55.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too good to be true</title><content type='html'>It's been a rough week. My mood hasn't been good (obviously), i shouldn't be like this. Wonder what came over me i wasn't thinking properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, you were there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held me through the darkest nights&lt;br /&gt;And showed me things in a different light&lt;br /&gt;You listen to me when i'm depressed&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't seem to make you like me less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lock the doors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll leave the world outside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I've got to give to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are these five words tonight&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you for loving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5599330172140890536?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5599330172140890536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-good-to-be-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5599330172140890536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5599330172140890536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='too good to be true'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-7146766032862097093</id><published>2009-07-14T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:17:37.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 1st Dumb pig ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FEELING SO FINE I WANNA GO OUT AND PLAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not quarantined actually i just have one week mc to slack around hee hee. Anyway doctor said if by Wednesday i dont have fever i'm free to roam. Yeah yeah yeah alright~ My fever stopped since Monday though, shouldn't have went to TTS and get myself all worried plus get myself stuffed with 8 medications. -.- it's alot, my tummy is filled with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i think im gonna be fine i have my days planned already :3 Tmr night dinner with Louisa Foong (finallllly), Thurs imma go school for lectures because i have skipped lectures for 3 weeks already and then music lessons after that, Friday i think i dont have plans but i think i have just that i cant remember it for now, Saturday is picnic day with the band omfg how can i miss it right? Sunday is family photoshoot but looks like it's gonna be postponed cos Mum and Dad is waaaay sicker than i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3 I WANNA GO OUT AND PLAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-7146766032862097093?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/7146766032862097093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/31-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7146766032862097093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/7146766032862097093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/31-days.html' title='31 days!'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5290926744552914617</id><published>2009-07-13T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:18:14.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>try to fit me in your perfect box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If there's a dark side of you I haven't seen it&lt;br /&gt;Every good thing you do feels like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;45mins more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But things aint going well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;As much as i miss you,&lt;br /&gt;As much as i want to stay up till the clock strikes twelve,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shouldn't cus it wont make any difference, i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead and cry.&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/3179325252992540491-5290926744552914617?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5290926744552914617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/try-to-fit-me-in-your-perfect-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5290926744552914617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5290926744552914617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/try-to-fit-me-in-your-perfect-box.html' title='try to fit me in your perfect box'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3885744320820082637</id><published>2009-07-13T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:30:18.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be sleeping right now but i'm blog hopping and staring at the screen, blankly. Being affected by some shit stuff again which i shouldn't be caring but, damnit. Having high fever, wento TTS hospital, got quarantined and now i have to fucking stay home for a week. Like fuck, that's gonna bore me like crazy. I have to admit my mood is not that great right now i could swear at every lil thing. Blogger is being such a fucker because it is not processing my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya maybe i should just give in to the pig flu bug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3885744320820082637?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3885744320820082637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-supposed-to-be-sleeping-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3885744320820082637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3885744320820082637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-supposed-to-be-sleeping-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8286763023770119608</id><published>2009-07-11T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:46:26.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just go ahead and cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahahah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;What is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; gotta get rid of this feeling if not it'll affect my performance later on. it shall be a perfect one i demand it to be but what is this what is this that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling... i can't put it in words, i can't find the right words to say. perhaps it's all that damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; brain of mine acting weirdly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;y'know&lt;/span&gt;, i can't help but to think of all the what-ifs. what if ..... and what if ..... what if .....? and what if ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i told you i can't put it in words :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ahhhhtothehellwiththis&lt;/span&gt; i should just eat some muscle relaxant pills lying in that corner of my fridge to help me take my mind of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8286763023770119608?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8286763023770119608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-go-ahead-and-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8286763023770119608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8286763023770119608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-go-ahead-and-cry.html' title='just go ahead and cry'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3970245822407724197</id><published>2009-07-11T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:52:09.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored out of my brains</title><content type='html'>ABC About You Questions:&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: Nonononono&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 11th dec&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSHING ON: AYJX :P&lt;br /&gt;D -DRINK YOU LAST HAD: HAIIII HOT WATER&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: My darling sister&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: Impatient!!&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: Spinal cord&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS IS: out of fashion already&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: White.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?: Boyfriend - SNSD&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?: Satisfied (:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: My silver heels bought with Bff :3&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now: Somewhere holidaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CANS:&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance? : Think so? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?: No :\&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle? : ......zzz n.o.&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands?:  Duuuuhh&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled?: wtf thats gonna hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets?: Yeahh!! i wanna meet aliens&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles? : Yeah, saw them happen&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic?: MAGIC IS FAKE f3&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there's a Satan?: Yeah &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa?: No he haven't give me presents yet&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?: Of cuzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows?: You mean those, cockroach worms etc.... No way over my dead body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: Yeah it always get my ears blocked!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out?: I think so&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone?: Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean?: Love it :D&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails?: Yeah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside?: now? 31-33? Humid&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to?: I dont listen to radio, lol!&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?: Havent eat for today ):&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?: CLOTHES ^^&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of?: Lets see, Ray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out?: Yeah......&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep?: Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: Hmmm not that i rmb of&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex?: Tsk duh right&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury?: Uh duh when it hurts like shit&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry?: Yeaaaa im an emotional person lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person?: i guess so :D&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy?: Many many many things even the slightest stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier?: Yeah but we all know life cannot be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy?: Music is my life :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken?: Lol, 2-3 i guess&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them?: I guess, but it's a stupid thing to do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color?: black lor&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings?: 3&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos?: No but i might get one :3&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: Hazel? ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color: Green~&lt;br /&gt;Height: 165165165165&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing: Anything hawt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER.&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail: NO im studious&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone: huh???&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store: i seldom vomit &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: I always do stupid things hee hee&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: Yuck never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT.&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Mac's grilled chicken foldover (extinct alrdy ba), BK's mushroom swiss!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Both's nice (:&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: Both's alright (:&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: Mooooovie&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums?: DUH, GUITAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3970245822407724197?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3970245822407724197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored-out-of-my-brains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3970245822407724197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3970245822407724197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored-out-of-my-brains.html' title='Bored out of my brains'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-9180360989546229868</id><published>2009-07-10T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:23:25.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more to go</title><content type='html'>Hehehe,&lt;br /&gt;Was surfing facebook and saw this interesting and cute banner lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlakyU8zLHI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5cnEW8WM0Gs/s1600-h/hehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlakyU8zLHI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5cnEW8WM0Gs/s400/hehe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356649991327919218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why is Amos Yeo awesome lorrr that is so not true!&lt;br /&gt;Koko my baby is a genius in being abusive and she's my master for this aspect &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Why is Rica stupid lol! She is only blur not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Look at Ben's, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'idiot'&lt;/span&gt;  LMAAAAAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe ok random. Going to shop with Sis at Bugis later on&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeee my mood is good today because there's only ONE FUCKING PROJECT LEFT MUAHAHAHAHA &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did i mention i passed my FTT?&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE NOW IM ALL SET FOR JERKING THE CAR AND SCARING MY INSTRUCTOR &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-9180360989546229868?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/9180360989546229868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-more-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/9180360989546229868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/9180360989546229868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-more-to-go.html' title='1 more to go'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlakyU8zLHI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5cnEW8WM0Gs/s72-c/hehe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-201806760203646470</id><published>2009-07-08T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:36:56.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too lil time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlSSPa2oZrI/AAAAAAAAAck/irqPDyay0RI/s1600-h/lmaolmao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlSSPa2oZrI/AAAAAAAAAck/irqPDyay0RI/s400/lmaolmao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356066650454517426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlSSPqenWsI/AAAAAAAAAcs/prYDlgD7oPc/s1600-h/lmaolmaolmao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlSSPqenWsI/AAAAAAAAAcs/prYDlgD7oPc/s400/lmaolmaolmao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356066654648752834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks soooo much like a cigarette box and a doughnut :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which,&lt;br /&gt;God please bless me grant me all your wisdom for my FTT tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-201806760203646470?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/201806760203646470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-lil-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/201806760203646470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/201806760203646470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-lil-time.html' title='too lil time'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SlSSPa2oZrI/AAAAAAAAAck/irqPDyay0RI/s72-c/lmaolmao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3122747504091978619</id><published>2009-07-05T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:26:24.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont wanna miss a thing</title><content type='html'>Somehow, some things are changing&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, my lungs are failing me...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3122747504091978619?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3122747504091978619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/somehow-some-things-are-changing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3122747504091978619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3122747504091978619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/somehow-some-things-are-changing.html' title='dont wanna miss a thing'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5816393731856750078</id><published>2009-07-03T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:14:42.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genie - snsd</title><content type='html'>So hooked to this song. Trying to learn the dance with sis like how we did for Gee lol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-size: 180%;"&gt;Tell Me Your Wish (Genie) -&lt;br /&gt;(English Translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn it up, just turn it up&lt;br /&gt;that's right, c'mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish.&lt;br /&gt;tell me the little dreams in your heart&lt;br /&gt;draw the ideal woman in your head&lt;br /&gt;and look at me&lt;br /&gt;i'm your genie, your dream, your genie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ride your dream car and race along&lt;br /&gt;sit next to me&lt;br /&gt;throw your everything into my enticement&lt;br /&gt;even if your heart bursts and flies in the wind&lt;br /&gt;in this moment, the world is yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right, i love you. i always believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;dreams and passions, i want to give them all to you&lt;br /&gt;i'm a good luck goddess that wants (wants) to make your wish come true&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for you, boy)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for your wish)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for your dream)&lt;br /&gt;tell only me (i'm genie for your world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish&lt;br /&gt;aren't you tired of boring days&lt;br /&gt;are you buried in ordinary life&lt;br /&gt;now stop and wake up&lt;br /&gt;you're my superstar, shining star, superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the trembling that's like the sound of a heart,&lt;br /&gt;to the harley, entrust your body&lt;br /&gt;now this world is a stage for just you&lt;br /&gt;a wave like the sound of cheering&lt;br /&gt;in my heart, i can feel your body heat&lt;br /&gt;i'm your path, your biggest fan forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right, i love you. i always believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;dreams and passions, i want to give them all to you&lt;br /&gt;i'm a good luck goddess that wants (wants) to make your wish come true&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for you, boy)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for your wish)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for your dream)&lt;br /&gt;tell only me (i'm genie for your world)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ, put it back on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right, i love you. i always believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;dreams and passions, i want to give them all to you&lt;br /&gt;i'm a good luck goddess that wants (wants) to make your wish come true&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, you're my music&lt;br /&gt;i love you, you're my happiness&lt;br /&gt;i love you, i want to be your goodluck charm&lt;br /&gt;(tell me all of your fantasies without hiding anything&lt;br /&gt;i'm a genie, i'll show you the way&lt;br /&gt;tell me all of your wishes without hiding anything&lt;br /&gt;your genie, i'll listen to them all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for you, boy)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for your wish)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for your dream)&lt;br /&gt;tell only me (i'm genie for your world)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for you, boy)&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish (i'm genie for your wish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me your wish&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/3179325252992540491-5816393731856750078?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5816393731856750078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/genie-snsd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5816393731856750078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5816393731856750078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/genie-snsd.html' title='Genie - snsd'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8117823847136330838</id><published>2009-07-02T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:52:04.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2734.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 244px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2734.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided not to be lazy and upload photos through photobucket then here again. Ley cheh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Ray yesterday and boy he is so damn cute la omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2682.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 167px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2682.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big boy Dad Capazo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2667.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 249px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2667.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet baby today supposed to bring Christy for a walk @ Botanical gardens but but but but the plan was ruined cos it kept raining ): Nevertheless me the great cooked lunch and it's damn nice i tell you hehehe my katsu curry rice :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2695.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2695.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks appetizing? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rain stopped we brought her down to the park (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2697.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 253px; height: 189px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2697.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2703.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 253px; height: 188px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2703.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 243px; height: 323px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2720.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2721.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2721.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2725.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 286px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2725.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2738.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 289px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2738.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 287px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2740.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2741.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 209px; height: 155px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2741.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh Christy is so damn cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2746.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 217px; height: 288px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2746.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 217px; height: 287px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2747.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2749.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 189px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2749.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 190px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2753.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2757.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2757.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2751.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 192px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y251/joleneRUTH/IMG_2751.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;♥ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;I'll be there for you whenever you need me to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8117823847136330838?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8117823847136330838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-decided-not-to-be-lazy-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8117823847136330838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8117823847136330838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-decided-not-to-be-lazy-and.html' title='My boo'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-211326265658819007</id><published>2009-07-01T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:57:34.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn blogger is making me pissed i have like tons of photos to upload but they just wont allow me damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine nvm i shall just upload a video to sum up our first performance as a band and hahahha pardon us ah first time so we are all nervous like shit and rooted to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8b7b4330188f09b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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He bought flowers for mum and i think that delighted her dad was like "wa even i also dont give her flowers one". lmao. I think dad loves him and it's like they have so much in common lol all the not so good things in fact -.- but anyway i guess yesterday was the worse meal of his life eating not in peace hahahaha but it's okay you made it through ya, you passed! ahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pig came over today again to bring me to the doc and hahaha i think i'm seriously ill i'm diagnosed with asthma and it's not a good thing cos it gets damn bad at night i can't breathe i can't sleep i can only wait for it to fade away i don't like that feeling it sucks sooo badly to be sick sigh. I guess i'll need an inhaler soon, but i'll make do with my own special inhaler for now (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cooked Jap curry for the whole family today and walao it's nice ley! ....... REALLY LA. i'm gonna cook it again ^^ any takers?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s. I need to take good care of myself if not i'll die early T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.p.s I cant wait for your haircut LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-211326265658819007?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8b7b4330188f09b6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/211326265658819007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn-blogger-is-making-me-pissed-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/211326265658819007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/211326265658819007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn-blogger-is-making-me-pissed-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-5072555144558206760</id><published>2009-07-01T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:30:09.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we are twenty-one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been long since i have a proper blog post i have loads to say but it all depends if blogger is cooperating with me! Seems like i can't upload photos for the past few days of trying i shall try it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Wtf i still cant upload!&lt;br /&gt;WHY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-5072555144558206760?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/5072555144558206760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-we-are-twenty-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5072555144558206760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/5072555144558206760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-we-are-twenty-one.html' title='When we are twenty-one'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-2502628941035017563</id><published>2009-06-26T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:05:49.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All geared up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SkQs6d6u7PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lLKkNeMnmFE/s1600-h/IMG_2453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SkQs6d6u7PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lLKkNeMnmFE/s200/IMG_2453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351451640197999858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe went shopping with Erica and band yesterday for our costume to wear on Saturday. Went into this shop with really nice clothes but was shocked away by the prices. $119.90 for a simple looking shirt. Wtf! Erica and i was literally 'wtf' then we faster went out of the shop heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around some more and saw this shop with the type of skirt we wanted to buy! Was so excited, went to try and fell in loveeee immediately with it that we decided to buy lol. No pictures cos my dumb cam had no batt. Imma make sure my cam has all the batt in the world for Saturday's event. Weeehoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which today is already Friday &gt;&lt; We're gonna have our last final practice session later and come to think of it, i haven't practice playing and standing yet. Hahahaha i.am.so.screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the luck in the world. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-2502628941035017563?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/2502628941035017563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-geared-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/2502628941035017563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/2502628941035017563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-geared-up.html' title='All geared up!'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/SkQs6d6u7PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lLKkNeMnmFE/s72-c/IMG_2453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-955799126929287763</id><published>2009-06-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:02:36.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like no one else can do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I met you I just knew you'd be mine&lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that this was gonna be our time&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever wanna lose this feeling&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend a moment apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you bring out the best in me, like no-one else can do&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm by your side, and that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day that I'm here with you&lt;br /&gt;I know that it feels right&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got to be near you every day and every night&lt;br /&gt;And you know that we belong together&lt;br /&gt;It just had to be you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you bring out the best in me, like no-one else can do&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm by your side, and that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know that we belong together, It just had to be you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you bring out the best in me, like no-one else can do&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm by your side, and that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-955799126929287763?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/955799126929287763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-no-one-else-can-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/955799126929287763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/955799126929287763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-no-one-else-can-do.html' title='Like no one else can do'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-4739522711622775857</id><published>2009-06-25T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:16:36.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made of love</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU ALL HAVE ANY BOYBAND SONGS FROM LIKE &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WESTLIFE, BSB (backstreet boys), BLUE, A1,&lt;/span&gt; Or whatever!! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PLEASE JUST SEND ME i'm so into their songs now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, their songs were so popular back then and recently i heard 'You make me wanna' by Blue somewhere and i. am. so. hooked.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna hold you in the middle of the night~&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna hold you till the morning light~&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna love~&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna fall~&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all should try listening them -thumbs up- It's the best!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-4739522711622775857?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/4739522711622775857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/made-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4739522711622775857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/4739522711622775857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/made-of-love.html' title='Made of love'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-3215729765416739935</id><published>2009-06-24T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:17:48.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always be my thunder</title><content type='html'>Fell down yesterday, thought nothing was wrong still went around with my heels on, went jamming, but today... the bump swelled and now i can hardly walk properly ): i don't like this at all it's hurting like mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stairs and rubber floor mats are now my enemies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so lethargic these days i could just skip thursday and friday's lecture to cover up for my sleep time. Maybe i should :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay no time to lose, back to MICE! &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-3215729765416739935?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/3215729765416739935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/always-be-my-thunder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3215729765416739935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/3215729765416739935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/always-be-my-thunder.html' title='Always be my thunder'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-37192879214290092</id><published>2009-06-23T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:36:08.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everlasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;All i ever wanted was for someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;You passed me by once, and that's not gonna happen for the second time (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lethargic these days, must be due to the amount of workload and stress piling up. Well i need more sleep and more time to adjust to get used to this ): .... Should be pretty free after 20 july when all the submissions are due! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my thumb is still numb damnit ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Sis is playing maple episode 2 omg looks like fun xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-37192879214290092?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/37192879214290092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/everlasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/37192879214290092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/37192879214290092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/everlasting.html' title='Everlasting'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-6639772920184245856</id><published>2009-06-21T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:36:25.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for loving me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I fell in love with your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, just had an embarrassing moment of climbing over my very own house fence!! Because of the burnt stove incident, where the police broke into the wrong house (&gt;&lt;), we had to pay for the lock they ruined, lol so we gave ours and now we have a new lock. And great it's so sudden i don't have the new key and guess what? Just now when i'm back, when i have my heavy guitar with me, when the sky is raining, when there's no one at home, when there's a party going on next door, I DONT FRIGGIN HAVE THE KEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I had to climb over the fence... With so... many eyes... looking at me... laughing at me... Even cars that passed by slowed down to take a look at the situation. Great lor, my white pants became orangey black after that from the rust off the fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh right, what the hell dint even dare to look around after i jumped the last bit of the fence was fumbling with my keys until i finally got it into the lockhole. Lol a stupid experience i would never wanna go through again &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'm still stucked at the conclusion for my damn article but my saviour came alongggg hahahaha thank you bro for completing the last bit for meeee but omg i think i need to do some editing ._. His english is so damn freaking chim? Totally not like me at all hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me quote something funny from his para: "...for the better of this world, for the better of mankind."&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL damn cliche ley walao how am i supposed to hand this in!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhh school's reopening i hate it and my thumb is still feeling numb ever since 5pm i guess it's due to excessive barring of chords. Booooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-6639772920184245856?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/6639772920184245856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-for-loving-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6639772920184245856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/6639772920184245856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-for-loving-me.html' title='Thank you for loving me'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-8351193040685507954</id><published>2009-06-20T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:05:32.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd be your anything</title><content type='html'>Had BBQ at Changi Beach with band &amp; gang and lol boy was the pit far. Had to crawl a 1.25km before reaching the damn pit, lol. Almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a heart-to-heart talk with A and somehow am glad we cleared all doubts, though there still might be some unknown of but at least now we're sure and clear about many other things (: Honesty is still the best policy - i live by this principle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then Dad sent some shocking sms saying that there were fire engines and police cars around our area because someone complained about a burning smell and the best thing is that it came from our house, LOL. Grandma didn't switch off the gas stove and the pot was burnt into ashes, literally. Luckily it didn't burn the whole house down &gt;&lt; Till now the foul smell lingers, stinks like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went to get my guitar bag like finallllly now my shoulders wouldn't have to be strained as much, but... Why does it feel like Jyuu's putting on weight &gt;&lt; Gig's on 27th omg cant believe it i am still not so prepared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, is that i have an article due on monday HAHAHA and tomorrow's Daddy's day i needa learn how to cook viet paper roll HAHAHA plus straight jamming sessions after that HAHAHA damn it so freaking screwed. What happened to the times where i had 'all the time in the world'? &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Christy is soooo adorable like thrice as cute as her owner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don't be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-8351193040685507954?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/8351193040685507954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/id-be-your-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8351193040685507954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/8351193040685507954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/id-be-your-anything.html' title='I&apos;d be your anything'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179325252992540491.post-1467193019503422472</id><published>2009-06-17T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:49:53.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll give you my heart on a string</title><content type='html'>Fate and destiny - Are they the same thing? Do you believe in them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll leave it up to fate" This sentence we hear it many times, but it's just a sentence of self-denial and self-consolation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had any idea, that if you leave everything up to fate, it actually equates to nothing? Because there is no such thing in this world, that you can achieve without putting in any effort. And there are many things in this life, that you can't make a stand, or force something that is not yours, to be yours. Maybe it's all pre-destined. But i always hold my faith close to this quote, that 'What's yours will be yours'. Forcing it overboard will just backfire in the end. That happens to many of the experiences i've seen and had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, you have the ability to change destiny, if you have the power of "will".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i realised i sound emo, but i'm not ^^ &lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better after saying what i feel like saying, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now off to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3179325252992540491-1467193019503422472?l=auburnsunset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/feeds/1467193019503422472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-give-you-my-heart-on-string.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/1467193019503422472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3179325252992540491/posts/default/1467193019503422472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auburnsunset.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-give-you-my-heart-on-string.html' title='I&apos;ll give you my heart on a string'/><author><name>joleneRUTH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03672056898648278374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZ9KzlRumfI/Sof4avctDXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SHsPZxTB6nQ/S220/Picture80-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
