<?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-34730837</id><updated>2012-02-14T22:57:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>libbian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5218826185086646837</id><published>2011-07-28T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:33:13.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after much consideration, i  will not be haolian-ing,whining, ranting at this space anymore. &lt;div&gt;i was being reprimanded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too busy, really damn busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too many KPO People around --&amp;gt;&amp;gt; hey, look here !!!! YES I AM A BIMBO + BITCH. does that make you look an angel ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop disturbing me ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5218826185086646837?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5218826185086646837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5218826185086646837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5218826185086646837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5218826185086646837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/07/after-much-consideration-i-will-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5830653001923877525</id><published>2011-07-12T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T13:51:03.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's really amazing to see what people reckon as a perfect couple, to break up.&lt;br /&gt;you get all sorts of comments, or  "likes" in fb social networking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see how many friends get too excited, when i break up with anybody.&lt;br /&gt;they rather me to be single- actually i was thinking is it that too hard to do that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just too lazy to do anything abt it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5830653001923877525?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5830653001923877525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5830653001923877525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5830653001923877525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5830653001923877525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-really-amazing-to-see-what-people.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-8143726041983787357</id><published>2011-07-07T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T02:48:18.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 amazing facts about me.</title><content type='html'>1. i don't know for nuts reason, i am so in love with Elvin Ng and i will definitely dump anyone for him.&lt;div&gt;2. i like to peel my fingers nails (i don't chew them though) , SAVE ON MEDICURE, BITACH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My favourite colour is red, and i have tons of clothes and shoes of red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I am known THE INTERNET, cos i know everything that is gossipy and all the cheap deals you can ever find, in another words, I AM A STALKER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. i chewed and chew on pacific clams almost every night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I love animals but not pets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. i can play almost every musical instruments with a liberal knowledge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I'm pretty good at analysing people, so far, never fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. not trying to act ang mo, but i seriously cannot read or write chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Green tea is like a mundane thing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I may looked ditzy, but actually i'm quite alert at times (least i think i am) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. I seriously don't care about how see me (except for my mum), i smoke, do or say anything i like, SERIOUSLY, IT'S MY LIFE RIGHT !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. My highest cum record was like 17 times, geee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. I forgive very fast, but I CAN NEVER FORGET. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. i can raise my both legs over my head, up-straight and curl it over my neck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. i have 60 over pairs of shoes of which i have not wear 10 over pairs of them; of which i had thrown 20 over pairs of shoes?, excluding my 20 over pairs of slippers, i seriously CANNOT RESIST SHOES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. if i say i don't mind, i actually do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. if i had to have kids, IT MUST BE A BOY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 interesting stuff i have heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. there is a 4D tv, better than 3D. i was like, is there a 4D tv ??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yah, when you turn your tv to teletext channel, which u can see 4D results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REALLY LMAO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i asked, should i go and cut my one eye to double eye lid ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the answer from the person was "no. cos i hate artificial stuff" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in my heart) yah right, if the boobs is as big as watermelon, see if you like artificial stuff or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-8143726041983787357?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/8143726041983787357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=8143726041983787357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8143726041983787357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8143726041983787357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/07/18-amazing-facts-about-me.html' title='18 amazing facts about me.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-1116968958215794124</id><published>2011-06-28T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:43:47.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's really entertaining to meet up with the group of peeps. &lt;div&gt;unknowingly, i reached at almost 2am again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next time when i meet them, i must stock up bird nest cos, i got to wake up early the next morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of cos, yet again, i was late for work today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i was like *roll my eyes, when Hong lee dun allow me to go aussie backpack with them. cos they denote that i will circle HOSPITAL on the map instead of point of interest. they were talking and talking and talking abt the trip, EVERYTHING EXCLUDE ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and afterall it is a small world. the guy that laiping talk abt in talking cheap air tix, happens to be my primary school classmate. hahahahhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, we have two pending trip- a diving trip which i think i suppose to organise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and another aussie trip which majority agreed to exclude me!!!!! actually tot of it, its also quite troublesome. unless yiting is going along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, i need to plan new meeting point cos, all of them complain we always go to the same place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i can't wait for friday to come to meet the girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-1116968958215794124?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/1116968958215794124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=1116968958215794124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/1116968958215794124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/1116968958215794124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-really-entertaining-to-meet-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-6957831202070015376</id><published>2011-06-22T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T02:56:56.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now that i cannot sleep at this hour, most prob i got the booster from the migraine pills i took. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've shifted home, because he said he need some personal space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which we took this as a sort of cooling down period, actually what he said was quite true. i've been staying in his house for so long that i've become much of a bummer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things changed so much, the salon closed down, lift grading is alr done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just struck me that what have i achieved do far ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though, i would miss the days where i just laze at home, waiting for him to come home to buy me my dinner, but i guess i had wasted much of my 3 years putting someone else as priority. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is so much things that i want to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to complete my studies, before i really decide what i want to major in. b once said, taking maketing is the best choice, actually now that i would think for myself, that might not be what i really want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to take my license, which i could done it earlier if i did not bum too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to continue my diving, which he doesn't allow me to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to advance my PPDCL which he didn't allow me to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to hit the numbers in the bank account&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to do a comestic surgery on my eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to swim everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's never too late to start thinking what i really want in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life is pretty much more organise. and i tell myself, i will achieve everything that i mentioned within this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and perhaps, i will do a change on my character on being honest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for asking me to go home, what you said was true. it is only in this way that i could actually know what i want. it is true that you are doing this for my own good, and as well as our good. i am really glad you are actually thinking as a future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps:// HL, i didn't block you, i was like tempo shut down the blog cos i want to organise the photos of HK trip. u really damn mountain turtle. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-6957831202070015376?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/6957831202070015376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=6957831202070015376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6957831202070015376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6957831202070015376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-that-i-cannot-sleep-at-this-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3061870393024671791</id><published>2011-06-11T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T19:38:21.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;on a thursday, went to meet hl,pq and lp for steamboat, and a rare guest came along. our long lost friend- cum my ex-beancurd lover, CHONG HONG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after dinner, tossed a coin and off we went to west coast park for chit chat till 2 am !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before that, they were saying that i will confirm play at the play ground, in the end, all of them climb this stupid thing (see picture below) and i was like complaining - wao rao eh, so much sands!!! it was really a nice catch up session. it brings back so many memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all thanks to CHONG HONG !!! keep telling me the things we did in the past. beancurd, BGNP,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taekwondo, and he actually can remembered about so many others things , like we quarreled about me being a christian, he picked me up from church and macdonalds with my sibs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it really bring back some smile to me. anyway, i wish him all the best with his current gf, and stop changing gf. AHAHAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nR38iBkCJXY/TfNP3Fln_3I/AAAAAAAABss/7nnmPZ8upW8/s1600/IMG_0404.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nR38iBkCJXY/TfNP3Fln_3I/AAAAAAAABss/7nnmPZ8upW8/s400/IMG_0404.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616920968072527730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday night- went to meet the girls for dinner and one altitude. one altitude was so freaking hot then we left after a beer. and we decided to buy drinks and sit by the river. saw this vending machine, BUT we got not enuff coins. and i saw this guy, i asked him for coins, he passed me $2 plus and ran off. i was like, do i look like a beggar. ahahaha. ok, thanks to that kind person !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fqG92UlXaw/TfNP2-cDzeI/AAAAAAAABsk/c2u0KpM46pY/s1600/IMG_0412.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fqG92UlXaw/TfNP2-cDzeI/AAAAAAAABsk/c2u0KpM46pY/s400/IMG_0412.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616920966153358818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdngzT8jkzE/TfNP2hGl5XI/AAAAAAAABsc/oLUE39RQFvk/s1600/IMG_0410.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdngzT8jkzE/TfNP2hGl5XI/AAAAAAAABsc/oLUE39RQFvk/s400/IMG_0410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616920958278690162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard a mill that people commented on my temper. they couldn't understand how understanding i can be. how can i bear to allow my bf flirting around with others. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a matter a fact, actually i really can. cos, i know humans all like new things. to girls, is bags or shoes and clothes. but for men, is either cars or women. so,why not, as long as there is no feeling attached. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, i am sad to say that this is really beyond my tolerance level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am not pissed at the flirting part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but excuses me, i am sleeping with you, and your girls call you in the middle of night at 3 am ? or either at 7 am ? i know these people no need to work, but sad to say my mother don't owe a bank and you are literally not feeding me, i HAVE TO WORK!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and being a light sleeper, i always wake up just because all your fling call you one by one ? can you kindly ask them to fcuking get a life ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he could actually argued with me that my phone is also always ringing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isn't this so contradicting ?  once he scolded me off, because i didn't pick up his call. this is basically because, my phone is on SILENT WITHOUT VIBRATION !!!! so on which rule you want to defend at ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when enough is enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he didn't even think that it's any of his fault at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he thinks that i am throwing my temper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you like to talk on the phone so much with either your guys' friend, your boss, or your girls.... why dun u call all of them out and sit down tgt and talk as much as you can. maybe you all can talk for 10 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am like staying with him and he preferred to talk on the phone. then might as well ask all of them to stay at your house, then you can save on the phone bills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most pissed of thing is that, he can talk to this particular person, when we are outside, he can talk from we start eating till we ended our dinner. so ? might as well you eat with your phone ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot imagined that i am soo pissed off that, i have already packed everything. i am going hk on mon, and i will prob will never return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have done already so much for this person. he doesn't even know where he keep his own stuff. but forget it. he can never learn to appreciate all this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though, i admit, another person had already caught my attention. but either me or him had initiated anything at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i promise this time it will a mutual and peaceful break-up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, on a brighter side, i signed up for volunteer service at singapore prison force, and glad to know via email today,  that i can actually start my volunteer job in a mth time. basically, i will be giving them some encouragement and  tuition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3061870393024671791?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3061870393024671791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3061870393024671791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3061870393024671791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3061870393024671791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-thursday-went-to-meet-hlpq-and-lp.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nR38iBkCJXY/TfNP3Fln_3I/AAAAAAAABss/7nnmPZ8upW8/s72-c/IMG_0404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5006062174778122319</id><published>2011-06-11T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T05:13:42.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;if only, everything could be like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i found back that heart beating sensation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;butterflies in the tummy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;everytime i think of those memory, i would just smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but... still, when things had already changed, we cannot do anything about it. &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/34730837-5006062174778122319?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5006062174778122319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5006062174778122319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5006062174778122319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5006062174778122319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-only-everything-could-be-like.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3539271796451093484</id><published>2011-06-03T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:51:25.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;" &gt;while escaping from lecture notes again...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;recollective memory capture my mind. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;at one of the genting trip.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;*dialing on the phone &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;pulse tone, me: hello, hello, oh, hi, is this the duty manager ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;unexpected voice: yes? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;me: * with a typical singaporean complaining tone, i called the housekeeping so many times, but they are not up yet to clean the room. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;unexpected voice: yah, because the duty manager is busy in the toilet shitting. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;me: *in a world of ???. pause for a while. AND LAUGHED NON-STOP !!!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;I didn't know there is a phone in the toilet. and the person who actually pick up the phone and pose as the "duty manager" is actually my bf himself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;you know how hilarious it gets. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;anyway, 4 chapters of econs to go. better than last semester when i really studied last min. started at 12am before my papers. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;when i thought law is a bitch, econs is the king of all bitches. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;all the best and hopefully i will be done with bitch. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/34730837-3539271796451093484?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3539271796451093484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3539271796451093484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3539271796451093484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3539271796451093484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/06/while-escaping-from-lecture-notes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3447426780295159312</id><published>2011-05-31T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T02:46:46.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all in a iphone shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i am in the midst of preparing for my final paper, well, i am just letting the study mode to sip in. how encouraging is that, b is snoring away right beside me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all in the iphone's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was taking a nap today and a package arrived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mNIL1hku7WQ/TeeNeTg0b4I/AAAAAAAABr4/WY1Y8f04hYs/s400/IMG_0393.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613611012314132354" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hhH1Rpw0fg/TeeNe7ydCkI/AAAAAAAABsA/wjnFzkFhmAA/s400/IMG_0394.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613611023125514818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighthy, all the ipad and iphone's cases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i was like choosing iphone's case and this intruder, none other than my dearest bf, snatched away the wireless mouse and chase me away so that he can choose the ipad's cases. AND he used up my $8 ++ worth of credit in my account. but in the end, he passed me $100 for $54 USD worth of goods.  *wink.. pls snatch away the mouse more. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFcRrmjUQNM/TeeNfFrv3FI/AAAAAAAABsI/R1aNAf3L1a8/s400/IMG_0397.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613611025781742674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ralph lauren order from USA. all kids size cos adult size is too big for my petite body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A77ctw1v6gc/TeeNd-BZ_CI/AAAAAAAABrw/QHuNLf2ZawQ/s1600/IMG_0377.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A77ctw1v6gc/TeeNd-BZ_CI/AAAAAAAABrw/QHuNLf2ZawQ/s400/IMG_0377.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613611006545230882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A77ctw1v6gc/TeeNd-BZ_CI/AAAAAAAABrw/QHuNLf2ZawQ/s1600/IMG_0377.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby order a japan polo tee which all proceeds are donate to JAPAN. i think he shld do charity more often cos......... u know he need to redeem himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGCjHYx_HzM/TeeNdf-wn_I/AAAAAAAABro/dQLMsLdklyo/s1600/IMG_0376.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGCjHYx_HzM/TeeNdf-wn_I/AAAAAAAABro/dQLMsLdklyo/s400/IMG_0376.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613610998481068018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGCjHYx_HzM/TeeNdf-wn_I/AAAAAAAABro/dQLMsLdklyo/s1600/IMG_0376.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh ya, a huge problem that occurred. i keyed in a wrong order, and i got a bad day from him. but well, all is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeQBtbNbC5k/TeeMKzvNUxI/AAAAAAAABrg/4m7-BzexO6U/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeQBtbNbC5k/TeeMKzvNUxI/AAAAAAAABrg/4m7-BzexO6U/s400/IMG_0372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613609577855406866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeQBtbNbC5k/TeeMKzvNUxI/AAAAAAAABrg/4m7-BzexO6U/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sunset or rise, i dun remember at genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGuazE0E_YA/TeeMKs25bMI/AAAAAAAABrY/Qk2OJ7Huh70/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGuazE0E_YA/TeeMKs25bMI/AAAAAAAABrY/Qk2OJ7Huh70/s400/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613609576008608962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-To329JEs7Hs/TeeMKU06pCI/AAAAAAAABrQ/7zja9tPQ8Jc/s1600/IMG_0359.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-To329JEs7Hs/TeeMKU06pCI/AAAAAAAABrQ/7zja9tPQ8Jc/s400/IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613609569557849122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-To329JEs7Hs/TeeMKU06pCI/AAAAAAAABrQ/7zja9tPQ8Jc/s1600/IMG_0359.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the way to genting when heavy rain came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-azILv0t6DMw/TeeMKJX0cTI/AAAAAAAABrI/zCo40YRt9LM/s1600/IMG_0340.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-azILv0t6DMw/TeeMKJX0cTI/AAAAAAAABrI/zCo40YRt9LM/s400/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613609566483018034" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-azILv0t6DMw/TeeMKJX0cTI/AAAAAAAABrI/zCo40YRt9LM/s1600/IMG_0340.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is funny !!!!! the sign reads, NO SLEEPING HERE, THANK YOU. i saw tis from far apart and i couldn't take a good picture of it. so my dearest ACTUALLY suggested that we sit closer, closer as in, really next to him. and they were like nagging and saying, no wonder got  all these people(referring to me) in stomp. &amp;lt;--- some website where netizens posts nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-stHWpUnx4Gk/TeeMJikrfiI/AAAAAAAABrA/ZPtmv5laQ8g/s1600/IMG_0338.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-stHWpUnx4Gk/TeeMJikrfiI/AAAAAAAABrA/ZPtmv5laQ8g/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613609556067974690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was in a wedding mood. so i watch thru three videos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pYSgyut-CKQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_KgdovA7aGE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1Xv137RXV_g?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;me: marry me, marry me, marry me. i dun want to  study anymore. pls pls pls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kel: silence with giggle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;**watching ROBIN HOOD on tv while escaping from studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: next time i want to name my child MARYANN (the name of the  female actress in the robin hood), so nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kel : *a face full of confidence, i will name my child KELS ROMEO WONG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: ok, fine, i go study, i dun want to marry you anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who on earth name their child romeo ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get the idea, you want ur child to be a lover of all holes ( you know which hole lah) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why can't you name after like TIGER WOODS or JACK NEO, cos you know why, if you catch up with entertainment news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going HK on the 13th and i can't wait for exams to end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, kel is not going with me, i can sense that june 13 till i am back will be the days of sluts. ahahhahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things i've done this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. meet hl,pq and lp for dinner and gossips alllllll the wayyyyy tilll 12 plus ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. meet diana, jess and denise for dinner and drinks, where baby and friends drop by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. studying and still studying. SIM, pls just let me go and graduate. i dun want to stay another longer ok. pls.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3447426780295159312?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3447426780295159312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3447426780295159312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3447426780295159312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3447426780295159312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-in-iphone-shell.html' title='all in a iphone shell'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mNIL1hku7WQ/TeeNeTg0b4I/AAAAAAAABr4/WY1Y8f04hYs/s72-c/IMG_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-4555473635914781395</id><published>2011-05-24T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:05:56.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no pictures for this post.&lt;br /&gt;no random writing cos, i am back home using my sister's lousy computer. and all the pics are at my com.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to spout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pondered for very long if i should continue blogging nonsense. cos i have realised that fb is a killer and hence this lead me to think that blogging is also a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for god know when, my friend, quarrelled with me for god know reason too.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i don't like to bring out whatever stuff that i've done for him or whatever stuff that he has done for me cos, i don't execpt anything in return right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days after that he sms me and tell me i would say a form of repantance.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously don't understand. what i've done wrong to him ?&lt;br /&gt;firstly, he kept a utmost secret for his friend back then, on a issue of my bf and my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and then he called me to ask me to plead for a peace treaty between him and my bf, who then his so called bestfriend that he kept secret for didn't do a single thing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, when all the friends who did not wanted to accept his gf , i arranged a outing with all the friends so that they could understand the situation he is in stuck btw friends and his gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i wouldn't say he didnt did much for me. least he was there when i was down.&lt;br /&gt;but why ? you want to boost your ego on all the expensive meal that you've eaten, paid by ur gf.&lt;br /&gt;i am not saying that, this wrong, you could enjoy ur precious moment between you and ur gf and not saying things like... you shld tried this or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or when i asked you have you eaten, you could have replied, yes i did............ not adding on to i've eaten at Sattle club. wth !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET WHAT I MEAN ? it's really irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then next come, my heartbreaking issue with my sister. (cousin).&lt;br /&gt;i dun know what to say cos, i have said sorry, and she said no need to say sorry since i mean it as a joke. so what should i do ? bleed my self to show sincerity ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't either want to mention what we have done foe each other. because i know, she had done more for me. but i think we shouldn't look things at the surface. when i had left that little money on the the bank book, i still wanted to buy her bday pressie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried all my best to surprise her on all her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she said that i wanted sympathy. i didn't want any of those !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my intention was to make her happy and surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as per advise, when the matter cools off we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;prolly this has make me sleepless nights, but i am all well now.&lt;br /&gt;and this had also teach me a lessson on watching what i've said or posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, on a side note. i am like that. i dun know my limits to jokes.&lt;br /&gt;so if you are friend of mine, you all should know how "funny" i can go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-4555473635914781395?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/4555473635914781395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=4555473635914781395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4555473635914781395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4555473635914781395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-pictures-for-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-4749125568700689140</id><published>2011-05-07T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:57:30.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;alright, i am finally free to blog. i procrastinate  my assignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 - My first Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i flipped and found lotsa of long time ago pictures to dig up my memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first ONE-SIDED love will be in primary school. yah, i am bit too early for all these nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i was saying, it was one-sided, so of cos, i hate that guy so much that i actually use marker to erase him. ahahahaha, very very childish, i know. but anyway, who cares ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzBLqiWHx6E/TcU-RAYNCFI/AAAAAAAABq4/8FXAe22SIBI/s1600/IMG_0321.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzBLqiWHx6E/TcU-RAYNCFI/AAAAAAAABq4/8FXAe22SIBI/s400/IMG_0321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603953773212665938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first Love, could be my classmate from secondary school. actually i don't really understand if we were really in love. i just now that it was sweet. all puppy love are sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bqI_9qPp558/TcU9GtzNt7I/AAAAAAAABqo/ojENjH4A8L8/s1600/IMG_0245.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bqI_9qPp558/TcU9GtzNt7I/AAAAAAAABqo/ojENjH4A8L8/s400/IMG_0245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603952496915363762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i can recall about my first love ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- we always play playstation tgt, and i still remember it was bobble puzzle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- we always got tease, because we are in the same class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, that's all, not really much cos it was soooooo long ago. and i always got short term memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been very lazy recently. i just want to nua on the bed and do nothing. seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went genting last week again, with shuana and her bf, nelson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b agree to buy a chanel bag for me, but actually now i am thinking, i don't want it anymore. i know its funny, but forget it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am waiting for diana tan to come back from bkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-4749125568700689140?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/4749125568700689140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=4749125568700689140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4749125568700689140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4749125568700689140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/05/alright-i-am-finally-free-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzBLqiWHx6E/TcU-RAYNCFI/AAAAAAAABq4/8FXAe22SIBI/s72-c/IMG_0321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3198774118304395235</id><published>2011-04-29T12:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T14:08:02.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days of blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;garnered ideas from a friend's blog on what to compose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3njVG3ATvOM/Tbo-QlJ5FeI/AAAAAAAABqY/NdGir29zR4M/s1600/words.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3njVG3ATvOM/Tbo-QlJ5FeI/AAAAAAAABqY/NdGir29zR4M/s400/words.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600857541161063906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i am going to post 30 days straight of blogging. (hmmm... can minus away public holidays ?) ahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY 1 - PRESENTATION OF MYSELF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOoGsCRmi2o/TbpSKTmLUvI/AAAAAAAABqg/-EGaLYVTOjA/s400/photo.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600879423601201906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how currently how i look like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;due to lighting and the good photographer, i look  little  prettier in actual fact, not so chio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: YEO WANLING, CINDY (DUN ASK ME TO TYPE CHINESE, i went for interview and i need to take out NRIC to see how my chinese characters look like.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age : 24 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date of birth : 12 Nov 1987, but to me, everyday is my birthday, presents are all welcome, cash is the best. thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nationality: red dot-rean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;martial status: SINGLE FOREVER, unless have a inheritance of billions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;extrovert- when you talk to me about anything except personal. VERY vulgar person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;introvert- many people had told me, its hard to get into my heart to heart talk. i usually listen, i dun talk about myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;studying in SIM. REPEATING my last semester with only ONE MODULE !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;studied in lasalle, but decided if i continue i will be a beggar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, a short one cos i seen the rest of the topics, are going to be more in depth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to change my passport photo, they asked me to bring birth cert and NRIC. and i told them, my birth cert and NRIC name is different. now they tell me i have to either change birthcert or NRIC in order to change my passport. how could they make such mistake in the first place. KNNBCCB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3198774118304395235?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3198774118304395235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3198774118304395235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3198774118304395235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3198774118304395235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-days-of-blogging.html' title='30 days of blogging.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3njVG3ATvOM/Tbo-QlJ5FeI/AAAAAAAABqY/NdGir29zR4M/s72-c/words.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5793557688330588653</id><published>2011-04-25T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:47:27.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my im-promp-tu and near death genting trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;it was friday night last week. it was a long weekend due to good friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby was nice to call me on my phone to ask me out for a movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i reached home after having tuition and the show start at nine plus. and we had this super super sick idea of going to genting. so we asked one of his friend to tag along, if we decide to really be so ballsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after we watched the chinese ghost story, his friend, also another crazy one, called and asked if genting is still on ? so, hell yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his friend came over to our place and we have to settle on the lodging. but all the hotels were fully booked !!! so i called agoda.com, my trusty vacation website, and they asked us to try dunno which hotel lah. we booked that and it cost us 100 sing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here we go, the two man took turns to drive. its was 3 am when we set off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i din't dare to sleep cos, the two man are really scary drivers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way, his friend keep asking me to go take a  nap. thank god i did not, cos if i didn't warn him, he would have crash his car into a trailer and dear bf was sleeping behind. if we had crash, bf would go to god and asked, why did he die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god, we reach genting safely. but the problem comes with lodging. the place we booked is like 30 mins drive away. but we were so-called lucky. we meet these guys outside first world, they sell hotel rooms- i would say illegally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we took a room for 320 rm. yes, what a price. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we reach the room and we were so afraid that we will be rob cos apparently they only give us one key and we believe that they have another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, in this picture, these two guys were trying to slot a 5rm into drawer at a remarkable position. they wanted to test if anyone comes into the room and ransack. if yes, the 5 rm will be shifted !!!!! and they were really so engross into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXV3aNGJyW0/TbTp-hKBcEI/AAAAAAAABqI/sKv0xS24RhA/s400/IMG_0206.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599357496989937730" /&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;as usual, we went to casino. i shall not talk much abt that. i just got to say they were really hard core gamblers. they didnt sleep, didn't really eat. but its all worth it, cos they won a whole lot of rm back. the first time in my life that i see so many money !!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1yH8EAvhr2k/TbTp-3WBHbI/AAAAAAAABqQ/UM2ENOA3Flo/s1600/IMG_0210.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1yH8EAvhr2k/TbTp-3WBHbI/AAAAAAAABqQ/UM2ENOA3Flo/s400/IMG_0210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599357502945828274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to sg. it's was really a fun trip with all the hiccups . :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5793557688330588653?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5793557688330588653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-8756176513855693291</id><published>2011-04-20T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:35:20.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>silence is my loudest scream. &lt;div&gt;sometimes, i cannot stop but to feel pitiful for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i got the courage to really say out what i want to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's not that i hate his sister or what, but sometimes i just feel heartpain for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear worked so hard for the family, pay for everything, even for holidays trips. i mean, you see, how many of us do actually pay for trip for sib. for parents- yes, it is the right thing. and, if i can afford, yes i will pay for my siblings too, but that's only when my siblings deserved one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what did the sister do at all ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she work or  dun work whenever she feel like it. she feel lousy, she dun go work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i know everyone likes to go back to visit their relative. yes, i will go visit my grandma when i am free, at my own expenses. and i see no wrong to bring parents to visit their cousin or whoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but his sister never sees it. she is very very happy to go back, even if a day earlier, but have she think for the brother. it's really tiring for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't what to say or what to do, i can just feel a stomach full of anger in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i cannot do a thing to help him at all. and if i put on a angry face, he will say that i am showing temper. but the problem is, i dun want to utter a single word cos i can't say at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i want to be alone, or be home. but i just hope the other person can just take it as a peaceful separation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-8756176513855693291?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/8756176513855693291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=8756176513855693291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8756176513855693291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8756176513855693291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/04/silence-is-my-loudest-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-180649238767638560</id><published>2011-04-15T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:23:09.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was a hectic and fulfilling week for me. &lt;div&gt;never imagined myself to tell people TGIF. i have been slacking so much that everyday just another friday. it seems like this week has been the longest week of mankind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, THANK GOD, i didn't sign for the full-pledge director wannabe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally finish that montage of public bank today morning. it took me through hell of 3 entire days and yesterday i reach home at 9 plus ? gosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally, it's friday. i can sleep late  and wake up late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-180649238767638560?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/180649238767638560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=180649238767638560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/180649238767638560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/180649238767638560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-was-hectic-and-fulfilling-week-for.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-381937626228023454</id><published>2011-04-11T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:56:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i survived my first day of internship.&lt;br /&gt;did some marketing adv. while my senior told me to adjust the alignment for the freaking whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am quite happy to be in the job, cos i am finally doing something that i like.&lt;br /&gt;i always like to DREAM to be a director, but well, reality hits hard, just like for Japan.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, picking out from the least, i am supposed to do a montage for the co. i am working in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, i am having headache, the moment i stepped into the office. guess i am born a taitai life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, can anyone tell me WHICH PART OF MY BORING BLOGS SAYS THAT I AM KELVN'S GF ? can anyone pls copy and paste to me which part of it mentioned that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember i study script writing so, i like dream and fantasy about all things, sometimes i even fantasy that i am a angel. come on, i didn't pretend to be a holy angel baptism under the name of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Christ sake, stop slandering or create a libel against me when i ain't doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;please please, go and be some miss universe and be chio bu of the year and stop all these getting me involved like in a situation that's of Quentin taratino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am like all others now, waiting for the weekend to come but i kinda like it cos i've really been slacking for some time. good luck - all interns in my co. we got 3 more months to complete the montage before the 15th anniversary comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-381937626228023454?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/381937626228023454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=381937626228023454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/381937626228023454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/381937626228023454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/04/short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-6202927382998041682</id><published>2011-04-08T16:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T19:47:08.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>through sickness and in heath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yesterday, i witnessed the love of my parents. to be exact, my step-dad and my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well, i guess no matter what had happened to them in times, when they are not talking. but i believe in responsibility or in love or whatsoever,yesterday was a almost tearing situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My mother went for a surgery yesterday, though was only a very minor surgery, my step-dad took a day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i was there (i don't stay with my parents now).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before my mum went into the OT, my dad pat on my mum, and ask her not to be worried. so, is this what we called VOWS that we have to take when we get married ?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I, (name), take you, (name), to be my lawfully wedded  (husband/wife), my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from  this day forward.  In the presence of God, our family and friends, I  offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in sickness and in  health&lt;/span&gt;, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow.  I  promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to  honor and respect you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to laugh with you and cry with you&lt;/span&gt;, and to  cherish you for as long as we both shall live&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, how many of us, could actually mean it to heart when we take those vows ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my natural dad separated with my mum when i was young, i supposed i have seen so many people divorcing here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yesterday, many of you who are close to me, may received some calls from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, that's exactly what i am going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we can promise everything out of nothing. i can say a thesis of promises, but i knew my action don't really tally with what i've said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do people really change ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ans: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i do agree with myself, i feel i have changed. i feel that i can no longer keep those promise that i once vowed to keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i sat at the void deck for sometime yesterday. i use to keep the promise not to rant anything about contacting any other female subject. seriously, i don't mind, if you do tell me, but not until i find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you can say that i am a hypocrite or anything, but seriously, i felt like leaving. not because i am angry. it is because i don't like to snatch. i know it's funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if i know this person like this person, and this person like me or somewhat, i will rather give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;never mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i thought i was a little to petty on this.so i decided to let the matter go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and today, a friend of mine just told me that he is with a girl and this girl doesn't like him to be in contact with any girl. and as a friend, i look at it, great, i wouldn't do this to my bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;reason being : i must have full confidence in myself and him. (TRUST). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, LOOK ____________________________ this is my border line, so pls stop intruding into my privacy.  if my boyfriends want you, or want to fuck any person on earth, i don't care, but i just suggest this girl dun step in my boundary.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BTW, humans, anyone knows how i can stop people from copying pictures from my blog ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alright, as i was saying, my mum's surgery was at geneagles, and u know HOW expensive that place is, but this is the sign for their OT. so freaking budget. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cUzT9r6TfqA/TZ7R3ugKv2I/AAAAAAAABqA/m9x5JvziPBI/s1600/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cUzT9r6TfqA/TZ7R3ugKv2I/AAAAAAAABqA/m9x5JvziPBI/s400/IMG_0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593138542546698082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and thank you everyone, who asked me how is my lump, actually not really a lump. it's just a pimple beneath my skin. if it's doesn't swell down, i have to cut it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think i scared everyone out, lol. but still thank you !! i am not in any diseases.the lump is at my groin, soooooo..... naturally i was a bit freak out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I still got to say thank you thank you. i didn't know so many people are concerned, unlike my bf says that cos i dun bath !!!!!! roll my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VmOVwAO-vlM/TZ7R3dJ-kII/AAAAAAAABp4/tPSr0CJT5tY/s1600/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VmOVwAO-vlM/TZ7R3dJ-kII/AAAAAAAABp4/tPSr0CJT5tY/s400/IMG_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593138537890222210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;school-ed today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; go and watch women punches( in chinese) dvd with my bf now. damn nice show. TVB drama. go catch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-6202927382998041682?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/6202927382998041682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=6202927382998041682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6202927382998041682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6202927382998041682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/04/through-sickness-and-in-heath.html' title='through sickness and in heath.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cUzT9r6TfqA/TZ7R3ugKv2I/AAAAAAAABqA/m9x5JvziPBI/s72-c/IMG_0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3798904541563270671</id><published>2011-04-05T14:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:19:21.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;forget-which-day is SHOPPING DAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby fetched me from home and we went to ION. weeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;h2 id="cquery" value="massimo dutti" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 7px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong id="yui_3_3_0_1_1301987232131455"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt; we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.search.yahoo.com/search;_ylt=Axt7wmOfv5pNL2wAiqYj4gt.?ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;fr=yfp-t-712&amp;amp;p=massimo+dutti&amp;amp;SpellState=&amp;amp;fr2=sp-qrw-corr-top" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 222); font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; color: inherit; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;massimo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 222); "&gt; dutti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;, and i realized the clothes there are soooooo expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and so, i switch to zara since the clothes are more of affordable. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANK YOU BABY, SHOPPING FOR NO REASON. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; The amount of clothes i bought in 2  days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJsWQvJraMQ/TZq-rSAkorI/AAAAAAAABpo/hmGvMOeS4Sw/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJsWQvJraMQ/TZq-rSAkorI/AAAAAAAABpo/hmGvMOeS4Sw/s400/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591991538111783602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJsWQvJraMQ/TZq-rSAkorI/AAAAAAAABpo/hmGvMOeS4Sw/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sleeping clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJsWQvJraMQ/TZq-rSAkorI/AAAAAAAABpo/hmGvMOeS4Sw/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQvDB2F5WUY/TZq-rjpBzpI/AAAAAAAABpw/i10ntEFeDWk/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591991542844870290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and decided to try out all my new clothes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zkus5FYJeI/TZq-F7_8phI/AAAAAAAABpg/001jQz39_XQ/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.29%2B%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zkus5FYJeI/TZq-F7_8phI/AAAAAAAABpg/001jQz39_XQ/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.29%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591990896548423186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkgO3Cb7mAk/TZq-FlceCPI/AAAAAAAABpY/TAGCeTCLhKc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.28.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkgO3Cb7mAk/TZq-FlceCPI/AAAAAAAABpY/TAGCeTCLhKc/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591990890494036210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUG99U-O2Us/TZq9_Y5f0CI/AAAAAAAABpQ/PT8ZUgCMoy4/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.26%2B%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUG99U-O2Us/TZq9_Y5f0CI/AAAAAAAABpQ/PT8ZUgCMoy4/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.26%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591990784046911522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjftZw0r1p0/TZq9_PCM-kI/AAAAAAAABpI/pMXBIYMdBDM/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.23.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjftZw0r1p0/TZq9_PCM-kI/AAAAAAAABpI/pMXBIYMdBDM/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591990781399071298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxx7Tg9awfk/TZq9_GWFiNI/AAAAAAAABpA/MwL4t6L7FL8/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.20%2B%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxx7Tg9awfk/TZq9_GWFiNI/AAAAAAAABpA/MwL4t6L7FL8/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.20%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591990779066550482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9zoMUxWGnY/TZq9-4B4CuI/AAAAAAAABo4/Y8gwfi8Yo3c/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.18.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9zoMUxWGnY/TZq9-4B4CuI/AAAAAAAABo4/Y8gwfi8Yo3c/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591990775223683810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VY3Ax_qB4dk/TZq9-kxLDPI/AAAAAAAABow/IB4VkBigSMs/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.17.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VY3Ax_qB4dk/TZq9-kxLDPI/AAAAAAAABow/IB4VkBigSMs/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-31%2Bat%2B14.17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591990770053352690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and then now, i got really A LOT OF CLOTHES that are new. almost 20 over pcs, cos my hand itchy, i went to WISMA and buy somemore. SERIOUSLY. i swear i should really stop buying sho&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;es,bags and clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;after ION, we went to watch sucker punch. director of watchmen and 300. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i told him that it wouldn't be nice cos watchmen is really a damn lousy show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the director, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Zack Snyde likes evolutionary concept in making movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;it's not his concept is bad, but viewers need to think out of the box to get his illusionist idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;so, turn out, expected as it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;last week, i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;1. went to play mj with shuana and nelson, won 100 bucks. but shuana got some cock up so gotta stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;2. watch the eagle with baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;3. went out with ex- co worker for drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;4. sleep and slack and turning fat : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;that's all. i planning for aussie trip, but must get approval first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3798904541563270671?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3798904541563270671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3798904541563270671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3798904541563270671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3798904541563270671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/04/forget-which-day-is-shopping-day.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJsWQvJraMQ/TZq-rSAkorI/AAAAAAAABpo/hmGvMOeS4Sw/s72-c/IMG_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-6629122477460913191</id><published>2011-04-01T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:31:21.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you always wonder why I ALWAYS don't pick up calls? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because my phone is off to silent WITHOUT vibration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my dear bf likes to see who message me or who call me or who bbm me&lt;br /&gt;Or who msn me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that I have something to hide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes some things is between friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ppl asking me to lend them money&lt;br /&gt;I have people telling me to do this and that. &lt;br /&gt;I have my mother who keeps telling me how she want this and that. &lt;br /&gt;And I have guys who like to oei me on msn just to disturb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to off my phone to silent so to pretend no one contact me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos when you off your phone to silent mode too frequently, you will tend to &lt;br /&gt;Forget to switch it back or I can even forget I have a phone, I have two phone actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I am just a useless person who must learn a basic thing to pick up &lt;br /&gt;Phone calls. Well. He just scream that at me in public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what, I am just not someone who know how to seduce him during work. &lt;br /&gt;Or pretend to be drunk and ask him to touch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is I am just dumb loe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-6629122477460913191?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/6629122477460913191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=6629122477460913191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6629122477460913191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6629122477460913191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-you-always-wonder-why-i-always.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-7246171438528625860</id><published>2011-03-29T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:59:27.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BTO.</title><content type='html'>Well, though, i do't really put 100 % hope on bf of his words. But on that faithful day, he asked me to check out the BTO launch on HDB.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this what they are going to build right beside boys' home's empty field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, of cos we didn't get it. i really really really really x 100 dun like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer full length windows. anyway, when i first saw it, it totally reminds me of River Valley High's hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only "good looking'" thing is that park.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we (i think he) dropped the idea. looking for another EC or condo (which i can get full length window, but i totally hate condo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vexfEfY-mw8/TZHiuL9GCLI/AAAAAAAABoY/AA7CVGKjU0E/s1600/HDB%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vexfEfY-mw8/TZHiuL9GCLI/AAAAAAAABoY/AA7CVGKjU0E/s400/HDB%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589497895654394034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiu-XvfVUDg/TZHiuYZBhSI/AAAAAAAABog/-cRLeqXhUio/s1600/PARK%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiu-XvfVUDg/TZHiuYZBhSI/AAAAAAAABog/-cRLeqXhUio/s400/PARK%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589497898992764194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6lV1yCpH4PQ/TZHiufSONqI/AAAAAAAABoo/QzGhcR-5cok/s1600/RV%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6lV1yCpH4PQ/TZHiufSONqI/AAAAAAAABoo/QzGhcR-5cok/s400/RV%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589497900843284130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day (sunday) went to shuana's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;bf fetch me to town to get present and... on the way saw a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;seriously..... i really think that iphone's camera sucks leh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySAGYq9n4Vw/TZHgVGf4efI/AAAAAAAABoI/7Nb3LuFG_E4/s1600/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySAGYq9n4Vw/TZHgVGf4efI/AAAAAAAABoI/7Nb3LuFG_E4/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589495265669708274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDyryDUJrN0/TZHgUy9ZNCI/AAAAAAAABoA/5hZdySHT_YE/s1600/IMG_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDyryDUJrN0/TZHgUy9ZNCI/AAAAAAAABoA/5hZdySHT_YE/s400/IMG_0178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589495260424778786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got really high. cos they play this damn stupid game. and i am really bad at games. bf got REALLY pissed off. but he was stil sweet enuff to buy me supper and coax and take care of me cos i was feeling really super uneasy. The sour plum realllllyyyyy sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my dinner for yesterday. i was really craving for sushi. and bf doesn't eat seafood so i order a takeaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajYlCPD1fOg/TZHgViT7FyI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ho2NT5Csv8U/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajYlCPD1fOg/TZHgViT7FyI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ho2NT5Csv8U/s400/IMG_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589495273135740706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was eating my fav. snack and i realized, the chocolate is actually printed with diff images. i didn't know, for sooooo long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3NzRQ3ke6g/TZHgUlTU1uI/AAAAAAAABn4/4DTiJ3yDkLE/s1600/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3NzRQ3ke6g/TZHgUlTU1uI/AAAAAAAABn4/4DTiJ3yDkLE/s400/IMG_0176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589495256758671074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, nothing much to update. staying home for routine till though i got some interships job as a business development management trainee.  :)))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-7246171438528625860?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/7246171438528625860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=7246171438528625860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7246171438528625860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7246171438528625860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/03/bto.html' title='BTO.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vexfEfY-mw8/TZHiuL9GCLI/AAAAAAAABoY/AA7CVGKjU0E/s72-c/HDB%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-329017314528572127</id><published>2011-03-24T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T17:55:59.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting bored.</title><content type='html'>oh my, i really feeling crazy over this holidays. i am stuck cos of the econs paper.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to work- cos i am too pamper. (hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;and I SERIOUSLY SWEAR I GOT TOO MUCH (you use much when you cannot count) clothes and shoes and bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i dun even feel like going to town to shop cos my bf's closet WAS invaded by all my clothes and i cant find anymore space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in additional, my friends are working, they can't go out in the noon and i can't go out in the night cos i need to wait for BF to come home else he will start techno for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, seriously i need to go find a part time job, cos i am damn goodness, too free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine, i am a shopaholic and now, i am soooo free that i dun even wanna shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, i sweep and clean his room, IS LIKE EVERYDAY, imagine how free i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-329017314528572127?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/329017314528572127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=329017314528572127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/329017314528572127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/329017314528572127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/03/getting-bored.html' title='getting bored.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-78174737066013456</id><published>2011-03-22T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T19:40:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn fcuking sianed.&lt;br /&gt;I failed my econs paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well, i was emo for a while. but still i went to watch movie with bf, World Invasion. damn nice show !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Jess, i know you are reading, i am so going to let you all die on wednesday !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  went to appeal my results, which actually i know is bo hope one. But  never mind i spend $50 for giving myself some say 1% of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  bf was realllllllyyyyyyyy a ass. i was with him when checking my  results. he was LAUGHING AT ME. cos i told him i dun want to study, i  just wanna sleep !!! and he said my reaction was damn funny when i know i  failed. i didn't expect myself to be calm too, you really got to be there, then you will know how hilarious i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waolao !!! ok lah, just retain another 3 months. my  mother also another ass !!! she expected that i will fail. well....  i  admit, i am not really the study type. i can only sales talk but empty  shell !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my DEAREST BF,consoled me by saying, "never mind  loe.just stay at my house and sweep floor for another 3 months !!! " WTF  !!!, my interpretation to this is : NEVER MIND LOE, SHIOK WHAT, STUDY  TWICE A WEEK, SWEEP FLOOR AND GOT PPL TO FEED ME !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, i bought another bag again !!!!! (i know i am going to be killed very soon)&lt;br /&gt;but i have been searching for this bag, damn long alr and FINALLY !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xn7IGtz99PY/TYiJtJfLPOI/AAAAAAAABnw/z_-uNQU8ugk/s1600/IMG00198-20110322-1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xn7IGtz99PY/TYiJtJfLPOI/AAAAAAAABnw/z_-uNQU8ugk/s400/IMG00198-20110322-1932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586866746486897890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the guys later for dinne&lt;br /&gt;meeting the girls tml for overage clubbing,&lt;br /&gt;and another 2 weeks till i retake my module! FCUK FCUK FCUK. !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-78174737066013456?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/78174737066013456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=78174737066013456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/78174737066013456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/78174737066013456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/03/damn-fcuking-sianed.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xn7IGtz99PY/TYiJtJfLPOI/AAAAAAAABnw/z_-uNQU8ugk/s72-c/IMG00198-20110322-1932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-1823214160600897349</id><published>2011-03-18T17:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T18:06:39.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;something happened to my life again.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel that if my life is written, it prolly can sell better than any novel, maybe better than JK Rowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i've been through too much that, i am really tougher now.&lt;br /&gt;just  that i have to maybe cut down on my spending habits. (please, it's not  that i am in debts or my mum's biz is going to be busted). Just that i  have seen things that constantly wake me up on "saving for rainy days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, bf took me in with my mum's consent.&lt;br /&gt;so my daily life : sleep,eat, clean the room, waiting for my dinner to be home. haha&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, this is not going to stay forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,  the problem is so disturbing that i cannot sleep in the night. and even  though Bf is with me most of the time, i just feel that i cannot tell  him what i really feel. Basically, he is really nice enuff to take care  of me, what else can i ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am quite amazed that i didn't break down and cry, practically, i urge to solve the problem than to dwell in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so expensive now, $2.00 ?? it use to be very cheap right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrzSKpLrzPE/TYMs5FlxQiI/AAAAAAAABno/m5Juw2VZgJI/s1600/IMG_0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrzSKpLrzPE/TYMs5FlxQiI/AAAAAAAABno/m5Juw2VZgJI/s400/IMG_0166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585357322134307362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for movie (I am number Four) and before that went to Chef daniel kitchen. i saw Chef daniel on that particular  day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i really have to say the food there are really nice. Not becos its a celeb's restaurant,but i have never never never ate such a nice tenderloin before (SWEAR)&lt;br /&gt;the price is not that ex too. so, go and try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlMkn-u1Gc/TYMs4_0EJDI/AAAAAAAABng/-9urE8WEsdg/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlMkn-u1Gc/TYMs4_0EJDI/AAAAAAAABng/-9urE8WEsdg/s400/IMG_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585357320583652402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBbCibk23EU/TYMs4g4KQ_I/AAAAAAAABnY/DRWxg-WO6OI/s1600/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBbCibk23EU/TYMs4g4KQ_I/AAAAAAAABnY/DRWxg-WO6OI/s400/IMG_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585357312279331826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make this for bf , and he finish everything, but i think was becos he was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eFCAS_TVNJw/TYMs4dZBiZI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_Vq7LpWVwFE/s1600/IMG_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eFCAS_TVNJw/TYMs4dZBiZI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_Vq7LpWVwFE/s400/IMG_0154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585357311343430034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls came to my house for mj and pizza.&lt;br /&gt;and wed going for a adventure with them.&lt;br /&gt;that's all for life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-1823214160600897349?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/1823214160600897349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=1823214160600897349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/1823214160600897349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/1823214160600897349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-happened-to-my-life-again.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrzSKpLrzPE/TYMs5FlxQiI/AAAAAAAABno/m5Juw2VZgJI/s72-c/IMG_0166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-1039511271429635107</id><published>2011-03-14T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:08:38.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;well, i know i am writing this over and over again. but seems like this alarming to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;indeed, i am a very emotional person. and i admit that this might be my only weakness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i am like a ant  jumping on the hot pan whenever i hear betrayal or any sort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;as a matter a fact i was a victim (comeon, dun say i am not cos, i am) and i can totally understand how it feels. my story is prevalent  that you can find it in most hong kong drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;anyway, put mine aside, i am really furious when i heard this very close friend of mine, actually want to fight the custody of the child when he has a affair (literally, going in and out of that hole and staying together). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;maybe if you are reading this, you don't feel a thing cos it doesn't happen to you nor to anyone you know, but i seriously feel the pain. (okie, i am super KPO, so ? ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;maybe, women are really a hag sometimes. but, ain't just that simple ? women just want to be rescue. sometimes, we might bristle at such a remark. but many us are just too independent and savvy to acknowledge this inner longing. We hope to evolve past any notions of having such longing. and we always think that this longing is rebut with the bitterness of reality-&lt;/span&gt;modern &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;women can do it all by themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;So why does women want to be rescue ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;well, that's because they feel empty inside. to be honest, why do i need someone when i have so much to seek for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;recently, my bf just told me he feels that i don't love him as much as i do in the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;that's very simple, i was once rescue, until i was betrayed. The man on the white horse turns into foe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;what's there to trust and love anymore ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;going back, many women, like eve, are deceived. We believe that the lie that the love we hunger for is found, masked behind the couture fashion and beautiful people is a life of searching and desperation. I have been there myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;agree with me - the lure is clever but the promises always don't deliver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;and we have to face it, the deception comes only when you face the consequences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; " &gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;So, my dear girl, even if you are not reading this, i just got to say. i really feel for you. i know i don't have kids. But i got a double betrayal - A man i used to love dearly, and a friend that i share everything with (well, even the man, LOL). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;sometimes, i do wake up and cry because of what had happened, you can tell no one and no one wil understand, cos they will just tell you : You are Mad. But it's okie, you do only live for yourself. if i can do, i am sure you can too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;always look at the brighter side. now that i am staying with my bf, i go home every morning and it just too happy when i see that my green tea and ice cream is stock up especially for me. There is always a place called home. and as for you, you kids are always your home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;and i always believe people who destroy will be destroyed. if there is bitterness, happiness must be somewhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;alright, here about myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;i went to ION to get birthday present and.... in the end i bought the wedges. seriously, i cannot resist shoes man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.75em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.75em; "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqj7rnob844/TX2Tq4ibSFI/AAAAAAAABnI/sMxuh7r_3LI/s1600/IMG00197-20110312-1622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqj7rnob844/TX2Tq4ibSFI/AAAAAAAABnI/sMxuh7r_3LI/s400/IMG00197-20110312-1622.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583781477949851730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my dearest gave me $300 ION vouchers , shall ask my cousin to go shopping with me !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkYPFPsPe-k/TX2Ihe_NP5I/AAAAAAAABnA/vYNJoMuryEw/s1600/IMG_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/03/well-i-know-i-am-writing-this-over-and.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqj7rnob844/TX2Tq4ibSFI/AAAAAAAABnI/sMxuh7r_3LI/s72-c/IMG00197-20110312-1622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3621500054469734966</id><published>2011-03-09T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:53:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>experiencing the tai tai life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;well, i am on a no-way to go road.&lt;br /&gt;school has ended, and this time, ended with no return.&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda something i dragggggggggggggg to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lazy to work. not that i am a bummer and likes to sponges on others (ok, actually i am)&lt;br /&gt;sooo... i am waiting for my results now and i am slacking..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i stay at bf's place and he went to work, so i sleep till 12pm, watch DVD till he fetch me for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;aw... life is that good now, doing nothing and waiting for love one for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, a few days ago, we were thinking of getting a HDB  actually not really, we were just talking about getting one since there is a BTO (build to order) coming up near to his place soon. the details i will not go into in. how true is true, doesn't matter, i also dunnoe, since he never mention a thing after that. lol  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i am sooooo free i google about my dream home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--rcKW7cfU14/TXhE4VOWXwI/AAAAAAAABmw/VWW3wFyyyjg/s1600/bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--rcKW7cfU14/TXhE4VOWXwI/AAAAAAAABmw/VWW3wFyyyjg/s320/bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287472686423810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-991nATkjPWw/TXhEvcbgtXI/AAAAAAAABmo/X5u5ybWjDpc/s1600/toiler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-991nATkjPWw/TXhEvcbgtXI/AAAAAAAABmo/X5u5ybWjDpc/s320/toiler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287320001852786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-166tte4njyE/TXhEvOESLDI/AAAAAAAABmg/atARSZOkj1c/s1600/wardrobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-166tte4njyE/TXhEvOESLDI/AAAAAAAABmg/atARSZOkj1c/s320/wardrobe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287316146334770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--FyOEwOrirA/TXhEu2vgJoI/AAAAAAAABmY/XhtaIVrzRuQ/s1600/living%2Broom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--FyOEwOrirA/TXhEu2vgJoI/AAAAAAAABmY/XhtaIVrzRuQ/s320/living%2Broom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287309885154946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6U24J0JPhU/TXhEuiQ4kjI/AAAAAAAABmQ/7bVGnC0xxGo/s1600/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6U24J0JPhU/TXhEuiQ4kjI/AAAAAAAABmQ/7bVGnC0xxGo/s320/kitchen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287304388022834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, out of all, the best place is the wardrobe - girls' best friend. lol. but where to get so much space. i was like thinking my master bedroom must be two room combine into one, the other side can be the wardrobe. muhahahha. then..... i can showcase my shoes, even though i am show casing it now, in my store room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be overseas from 16th. :) gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3621500054469734966?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3621500054469734966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3621500054469734966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3621500054469734966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3621500054469734966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/03/experiencing-tai-tai-life.html' title='experiencing the tai tai life.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--rcKW7cfU14/TXhE4VOWXwI/AAAAAAAABmw/VWW3wFyyyjg/s72-c/bedroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5918122350248830599</id><published>2011-03-04T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:24:22.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusive rights</title><content type='html'>what's exclusive rights in a relationship ? &lt;br /&gt;i hope it's like a patent or a copyright. &lt;br /&gt;which means it's only exclusive to me only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like we share something that is between the both of us. &lt;br /&gt;like hmm..... celebrating birthday and doing things that is only exclusive to US. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can clearly remember things like, going to this particular places and i dun bring another person to go because it's only exclusive to that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to my house's neighborhood and sharing the kway chap is exclusive cos i haven bought anyone there, and will not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or say buying something for that someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telling me something that going to happen in your life is also exclusive to me. which means i am the only person who particularly know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess in the society, it's hard to have exclusive rights. because we had some many other past relationship and things that are exclusive are not that exclusive anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIES. &lt;br /&gt;well, i lie a lot, and lying is part of me. but major stuff, which are fatal, i do not lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belittling. &lt;br /&gt;COME ON, if anyone who knows, i dun really belittle anyone unless that person is damn worth it. and i always speak well of that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dun even know why i am blogging all this. &lt;br /&gt;i saw things which i am supposed to see. something, its just too well if we can stop probing in some matter so to make yourself uneasy, but it is okie if you can just close one eye ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5918122350248830599?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5918122350248830599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5918122350248830599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5918122350248830599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5918122350248830599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/03/exclusive-rights.html' title='Exclusive rights'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3850726639315473481</id><published>2011-02-25T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T00:55:06.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Actually, I am suppose to study while wating for babe to skype. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but my hand was so ballsy to google on the trip that i am suppose to plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really can't wait for final exam to be done and over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am heading for a trip after exam. and before i start stepping into the dynamic but yet grouchy world of working, i am taking a month off (while drastically waiting for results, crossing my finger i will JUST PASS) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to go taiwan actually, cos ever since i want to go to taiwan , it never happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have always complain like i been to korea, paris, dubai, china,aussie... bla bla bla, but i just couldn't leave my trail on taiwan... hmmm.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, babe says a decent resort treat will do best, so i have abide to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided on Koh samui. i researched quite a few places when planning a trip with previously-co, damien, but the plane landed in bkk (WHICH i been there for 10000 million times) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i have to say, i dun really like Bkk, cos it a land of cheap thrill but no deal. the things are cheap but it's doesn't last long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i googled on the hotels, until my mind went wow wow wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pretty much decided on KC overwater villas. look at the pictures below, it's just too magnificent and blame on industrialised- singapore, you can't pretty much enjoyed a view nor to say build this kind of resort. Well, the only one you had it's prolly sentosa with a view + pretty much air pollution and oily, greasy sea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rvhAJpGZ4w/TWaHsVR-pOI/AAAAAAAABlY/-mR5jbir8No/s1600/overwater_villlas03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rvhAJpGZ4w/TWaHsVR-pOI/AAAAAAAABlY/-mR5jbir8No/s320/overwater_villlas03.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577294384241485026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QG-Z75-14M/TWaHsGCZGAI/AAAAAAAABlQ/YNAUVEF_Akc/s1600/overwater_villlas02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QG-Z75-14M/TWaHsGCZGAI/AAAAAAAABlQ/YNAUVEF_Akc/s320/overwater_villlas02.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577294380149577730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2PqB21NClzc/TWaHryCAB8I/AAAAAAAABlI/3sjDCqZ6Vrk/s1600/overwater_villlas01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2PqB21NClzc/TWaHryCAB8I/AAAAAAAABlI/3sjDCqZ6Vrk/s320/overwater_villlas01.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577294374779226050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NdvuIG84u9g/TWaHrmZBIXI/AAAAAAAABlA/8KJGa8uBmaI/s1600/overwater_villlas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NdvuIG84u9g/TWaHrmZBIXI/AAAAAAAABlA/8KJGa8uBmaI/s320/overwater_villlas.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577294371654541682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NdvuIG84u9g/TWaHrmZBIXI/AAAAAAAABlA/8KJGa8uBmaI/s1600/overwater_villlas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what, this is soooo damn cool, the pool is actually your own private pool and you can view it with the port hole. cooollllll... *landing myself there tmr, lets give shit to exam-grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NdvuIG84u9g/TWaHrmZBIXI/AAAAAAAABlA/8KJGa8uBmaI/s1600/overwater_villlas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GopGhDo3t_U/TWaHsS46CmI/AAAAAAAABlg/eSU2SZo-mcg/s320/overwater_villlas05.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 195px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577294383599454818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the cost is like only 250 SGD per night, come on tell me it's way toooooo cheap. WITH PRIVATE POOL AND JACCUZI IN YOUR BATHROOM????? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's pray hard that babe will agree on a 5 days 4 night trip!! *cross fingers, cross legs. if you need some recommendation, you can ask me n the hotels cos... i am really proud to say i am a expert in hotels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am not going to disclose my trip-co. this time. well, please stop guessing and don't assume that my world only revolve one person. I really hate it, when people comes here to get information and malign others of stuff that is not happening. Rumors really travellllll right into my ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i repeated; my life do not revolve ard one particular person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to studies and suddenly i feel like sleeping. (9 chps of law, 12chps of Infomartion systems and 9 chp of econs to go) jiayou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_XVGlzCbE80/TWaHfRqLQTI/AAAAAAAABk4/grPvsiecajA/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_XVGlzCbE80/TWaHfRqLQTI/AAAAAAAABk4/grPvsiecajA/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577294159930933554" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34730837-3850726639315473481?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3850726639315473481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3850726639315473481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3850726639315473481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3850726639315473481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/02/actually-i-am-suppose-to-study-while.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rvhAJpGZ4w/TWaHsVR-pOI/AAAAAAAABlY/-mR5jbir8No/s72-c/overwater_villlas03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-7420979708440330557</id><published>2011-02-20T03:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:37:01.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i wanted write on a perfect Meal when i came across these pictures while doing project for one of the module. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what's perfect meal ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice ambience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the restaurant in dubai base itself in a under water world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8WSkhRIZpg/TWNjJi7nNPI/AAAAAAAABkw/JuN-cEwxcUw/s1600/view%2Bof%2Bzeta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8WSkhRIZpg/TWNjJi7nNPI/AAAAAAAABkw/JuN-cEwxcUw/s320/view%2Bof%2Bzeta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576409779261617394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tYDFMfkXyL8/TWNjJnm8WDI/AAAAAAAABko/e7Dg_zzPXDQ/s320/Ossiano-Resturantmain.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576409780517099570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice food. they hire like top chef to cook nice food with exotic ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhU2rZ9eDuQ/TWNjJFTum8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/ICGjM8VyXmQ/s1600/osiano_3_portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhU2rZ9eDuQ/TWNjJFTum8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/ICGjM8VyXmQ/s320/osiano_3_portrait.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576409771309702082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2HXzYNoncg/TWNga9X_SaI/AAAAAAAABkI/H3GnrmUwtu0/s320/ATP_Ossiano_Hamachi_Tartare1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576406779882850722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ObyvSiQidX8/TWNga-VeP6I/AAAAAAAABkA/qSzGjaRGHhE/s1600/gianduia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ObyvSiQidX8/TWNga-VeP6I/AAAAAAAABkA/qSzGjaRGHhE/s320/gianduia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576406780140732322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ah4eZJ7AYes/TWNjJeDhLcI/AAAAAAAABkY/WL_MOQDhy30/s320/752643686.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576409777952599490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there's this day when i sat down and think, a nice meal is to eat with someone close to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might not be a boyfriend, but i love eating with my family too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmHzM9p-agA/TWD-2obvYwI/AAAAAAAABjw/PPIdmPtX0M4/s1600/IMG_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmHzM9p-agA/TWD-2obvYwI/AAAAAAAABjw/PPIdmPtX0M4/s320/IMG_0114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575736553204835074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmHzM9p-agA/TWD-2obvYwI/AAAAAAAABjw/PPIdmPtX0M4/s1600/IMG_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, one day after class, went to jurong point and had lunch. was going back home and decided not. checked out on iphone 4. though i know i want it but i already got a blackberry and iphone is just for me to surf net. and for me being a mooch, i won't spend $$$ on gadgets. but lo and behold, the one beside me just happen to say : take a Q number and wait................. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and waited = out with one iphone 4. thanks BABE. love it. and now i am addicted to words with friends. well well, his cachet just leveled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZxvRDKjS8o/TWAf7NsjJ4I/AAAAAAAABjo/YBYjEiLlKqs/s1600/IMG00182-20110219-1918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZxvRDKjS8o/TWAf7NsjJ4I/AAAAAAAABjo/YBYjEiLlKqs/s320/IMG00182-20110219-1918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575491440833931138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-7420979708440330557?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/7420979708440330557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=7420979708440330557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7420979708440330557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7420979708440330557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/02/perfect-meal.html' title='The perfect Meal'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8WSkhRIZpg/TWNjJi7nNPI/AAAAAAAABkw/JuN-cEwxcUw/s72-c/view%2Bof%2Bzeta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-6471189115192046062</id><published>2011-02-17T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T19:45:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;went to study at thai's resturant at duke road today. 5 hours of hardcore mugging and i am only done with one chap. of business law. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly to say, SIM has change their SUPER annoying policy, now lecturers are not allow to give us exams tips. how am i suppose to remember all the case study and all the penal codes ? unless i got like doremon to help me!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, my last semester really sucks. diana and i left econs class 1 mins before the administrator came into class for a random attendance check. now, diana and i are like primary school kids, have to sign in sign out EVERY SINGLE DAY !!! no more long breaksss for us. 1 more week to go and i can jolly well get done with SIM. *freaking rolling my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home for reunion dinner cos it's the last day of Chinese New Year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, he is treating very nice to me these days, but i am still not used to it, cos all my ex-boyfriends loves to mistreat me. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just feeeeellllll sooo blissful now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we shall see how it goes then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for now, i shall study very hard with diana, jess and cassan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hopefully i can go for europe graduation trip, which means i CANNOT FAIL and retain. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh yah, i am like aiming at bags again. i want this gucci bag when i went bkk with damien that faithful time. and i ammmmm thinking......... if i should......... zap my card AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZzA7XAtTy8/TVz2hE0QGVI/AAAAAAAABjY/NJBSZm1aoL0/s1600/gucci.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZzA7XAtTy8/TVz2hE0QGVI/AAAAAAAABjY/NJBSZm1aoL0/s320/gucci.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574601486866848082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZzA7XAtTy8/TVz2hE0QGVI/AAAAAAAABjY/NJBSZm1aoL0/s1600/gucci.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this design a lot. it's from celine, but the price it's kinda not worth for the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fO5rSSM1iY/TVz2hLPJ6qI/AAAAAAAABjQ/7eprc4NG_zY/s1600/celine.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fO5rSSM1iY/TVz2hLPJ6qI/AAAAAAAABjQ/7eprc4NG_zY/s320/celine.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574601488590301858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of cos, i love PRADA, but i think i am kinda done with prada. i got like 3 of it now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if, he wants to buy it for me, I DON'T MIND, you see. *winks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PpRCzenWdnA/TVz2hY0lyKI/AAAAAAAABjg/6au_u-NnVJs/s320/prada.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574601492236978338" /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, enough of bimbotic stuff. i won't really buy it, cos i need to save up money for so many things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my blog will get boring, cos i have to STUDY !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-6471189115192046062?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/6471189115192046062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=6471189115192046062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6471189115192046062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6471189115192046062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/02/went-to-study-at-thais-resturant-at.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZzA7XAtTy8/TVz2hE0QGVI/AAAAAAAABjY/NJBSZm1aoL0/s72-c/gucci.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-9054269069375060495</id><published>2011-02-16T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T20:59:17.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i deactived my facebook account cos of some desperate guys who try to hook xiao mei mei on fb, sending me some nonsense message.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i dont need that kind of publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i went to chef daniel's kitchen today, some place that i wanted to try long ago, finally got a chance to dine.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i must say the food is really nice and affordable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ut3I3TguBrE/TVvFdD7DcfI/AAAAAAAABjI/fmLoFXXPFLA/s1600/IMG00179-20110216-1318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ut3I3TguBrE/TVvFdD7DcfI/AAAAAAAABjI/fmLoFXXPFLA/s320/IMG00179-20110216-1318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574266066860995058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what is wrong with me, cos i almost lose my phone TWICE this week.&lt;br /&gt;alright, going to mug hard with dearest diana, jess and cassan tmr.&lt;br /&gt;need to go my own stuff now. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-9054269069375060495?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/9054269069375060495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=9054269069375060495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/9054269069375060495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/9054269069375060495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-deactived-my-facebook-account-cos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ut3I3TguBrE/TVvFdD7DcfI/AAAAAAAABjI/fmLoFXXPFLA/s72-c/IMG00179-20110216-1318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3249075031873792586</id><published>2011-02-13T03:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T04:49:38.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that's worth to be mentioned.</title><content type='html'>i have been so busy that, i always tell myself that i don't even have time to go online.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will try my very best to recall everything that is worth a penny to be jot down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly Chinese New year had past within a blink of eye.&lt;br /&gt;This is day one.&lt;br /&gt;My family, my dad says my dress looks like deepavali's. *rolls eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGGLgrWr9I4/TVbqSH6F4bI/AAAAAAAABjA/VZcBqTpszB0/s1600/IMG_2657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGGLgrWr9I4/TVbqSH6F4bI/AAAAAAAABjA/VZcBqTpszB0/s320/IMG_2657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572899185998815666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_T9dbI87jY/TVbqRkbS14I/AAAAAAAABi4/LFyGKBC-des/s1600/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_T9dbI87jY/TVbqRkbS14I/AAAAAAAABi4/LFyGKBC-des/s320/IMG_2658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572899176474400642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, went to my stepdad's brother place and me and brother drove to our blood daddy's place. Played mj and lose like a lot of money, if it is not for my brother who took over i think i will lose even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ycgXXtr7O0E/TVbp_KTJMdI/AAAAAAAABiw/anX2pPCn9Uk/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ycgXXtr7O0E/TVbp_KTJMdI/AAAAAAAABiw/anX2pPCn9Uk/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572898860223246802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rup5b96rugI/TVbp---630I/AAAAAAAABio/0y8b_mgysZs/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rup5b96rugI/TVbp---630I/AAAAAAAABio/0y8b_mgysZs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572898857185632066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4dh1dkgu7V0/TVbo5-DxqOI/AAAAAAAABiA/BZcMqgmxT0U/s1600/3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4dh1dkgu7V0/TVbo5-DxqOI/AAAAAAAABiA/BZcMqgmxT0U/s320/3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572897671526590690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids decide to play cards, er......... blackjack, but no money one. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Re5Ow4pU_xI/TVbo6CZ2PGI/AAAAAAAABiI/hPIVgTQ77Zw/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Re5Ow4pU_xI/TVbo6CZ2PGI/AAAAAAAABiI/hPIVgTQ77Zw/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572897672692907106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5m2eLhRYAE/TVbo6DtZIfI/AAAAAAAABiQ/BNAjfIbK77c/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5m2eLhRYAE/TVbo6DtZIfI/AAAAAAAABiQ/BNAjfIbK77c/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572897673043321330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin, that i keep telling everyone about how fortunate she is, married to good husband.... but she is lah, and she always look so young !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb4gN4-BscM/TVbo6S6uBTI/AAAAAAAABiY/CLoQH47fY3w/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb4gN4-BscM/TVbo6S6uBTI/AAAAAAAABiY/CLoQH47fY3w/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572897677125748018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ3NCatrkDs/TVbo6jCTfyI/AAAAAAAABig/-j0TOL-Z4Yo/s1600/7.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ3NCatrkDs/TVbo6jCTfyI/AAAAAAAABig/-j0TOL-Z4Yo/s320/7.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572897681452531490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My xiao gu, also very vain one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q87uDeiAw3k/TVbnlhMpj_I/AAAAAAAABho/psPL6tK8jes/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q87uDeiAw3k/TVbnlhMpj_I/AAAAAAAABho/psPL6tK8jes/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572896220670169074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzl-RV23KBI/TVbnmN0EbjI/AAAAAAAABhw/Sj5Tp2QgH18/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzl-RV23KBI/TVbnmN0EbjI/AAAAAAAABhw/Sj5Tp2QgH18/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572896232646667826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My another cousin who actually i spend my childhood with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3oOSFKtyRY/TVbnltCVRpI/AAAAAAAABhg/4QkbxEHKdU4/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3oOSFKtyRY/TVbnltCVRpI/AAAAAAAABhg/4QkbxEHKdU4/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572896223848122002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are actually my step sisters, which means my dad children. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCmwE4qXX_o/TVbnlWWMaxI/AAAAAAAABhY/MpYAWWd7gsA/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCmwE4qXX_o/TVbnlWWMaxI/AAAAAAAABhY/MpYAWWd7gsA/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572896217757412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkU8ZMw8xbw/TVbm35hJ9bI/AAAAAAAABgw/r_-nGQF_z2U/s1600/181708_492817019598_610104598_6142025_3391730_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkU8ZMw8xbw/TVbm35hJ9bI/AAAAAAAABgw/r_-nGQF_z2U/s320/181708_492817019598_610104598_6142025_3391730_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572895436924646834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cypz53DfhAY/TVbnmFL8cuI/AAAAAAAABh4/q5-JjzPspac/s1600/180488_492823494598_610104598_6142150_8194975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cypz53DfhAY/TVbnmFL8cuI/AAAAAAAABh4/q5-JjzPspac/s320/180488_492823494598_610104598_6142150_8194975_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572896230330888930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby charlyn, the new addition to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pxowHmq74C8/TVbm4Y-tapI/AAAAAAAABhA/h-fNqYLgPjg/s1600/180409_492823814598_610104598_6142155_2758408_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pxowHmq74C8/TVbm4Y-tapI/AAAAAAAABhA/h-fNqYLgPjg/s320/180409_492823814598_610104598_6142155_2758408_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572895445370104466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pkwB3gnnisg/TVbm4IvbauI/AAAAAAAABg4/ze9mh7EDJ7M/s1600/180611_492822909598_610104598_6142134_473614_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pkwB3gnnisg/TVbm4IvbauI/AAAAAAAABg4/ze9mh7EDJ7M/s320/180611_492822909598_610104598_6142134_473614_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572895441011043042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, but my another aunt haven reach yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEH2nfM48IA/TVbm4gxNGVI/AAAAAAAABhI/z3gKIOdVkbU/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEH2nfM48IA/TVbm4gxNGVI/AAAAAAAABhI/z3gKIOdVkbU/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572895447460944210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8bMlee71qo/TVbm4z_uk5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/6YJi3hJx-iI/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8bMlee71qo/TVbm4z_uk5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/6YJi3hJx-iI/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572895452622132114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me on day two. ok, just mentioned that laiping bought me a damn expensive dress. well, i promised him i will take a picture of it. so ping, here it is. :))) thank you very much k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n87DWcwmuJM/TVblnmutXNI/AAAAAAAABgY/0XYNvQrFTnU/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-04%2Bat%2B12.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n87DWcwmuJM/TVblnmutXNI/AAAAAAAABgY/0XYNvQrFTnU/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-04%2Bat%2B12.54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572894057491684562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq9FMLFWzhU/TVblnvEJGDI/AAAAAAAABgQ/c0zRQBzAip0/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-04%2Bat%2B12.46%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq9FMLFWzhU/TVblnvEJGDI/AAAAAAAABgQ/c0zRQBzAip0/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-04%2Bat%2B12.46%2B%25232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572894059729066034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was amazed when i see damnnnnnnn small ang bao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDbalO47YSI/TVblok1TAMI/AAAAAAAABgg/-JVXIkaLtKU/s1600/IMG00167-20110203-2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDbalO47YSI/TVblok1TAMI/AAAAAAAABgg/-JVXIkaLtKU/s320/IMG00167-20110203-2258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572894074162315458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the angbao for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1xq-4kwUbNY/TVblmz9KY7I/AAAAAAAABgI/aOVWyav_sz0/s1600/IMG00172-20110204-2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1xq-4kwUbNY/TVblmz9KY7I/AAAAAAAABgI/aOVWyav_sz0/s320/IMG00172-20110204-2030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572894043862098866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ordered longchamp from hong lee.&lt;br /&gt;2. presentation is over, DAMN SHIOK&lt;br /&gt;3. didn't go for sailling cos, i was forbidden to go.&lt;br /&gt;4. felt very blissful now, having a pillar of support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am super pissed with damien. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;yes  i know i still like him, but i just cannot stand it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't slander him even after we broke up, although many people told me how bastard he is, i still believe that he is nice and really good. But i couldn't believe how selfish he is.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he is not really rich, handsome, just maybe a little smart, or i should say, way to smart.&lt;br /&gt;i really people who always think that only they got parents to give birth to and dun care about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i may sound very "jian" now, but i am sure a few years later, i will definitely threaten him with that thing that i have in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the old him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be busy from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3249075031873792586?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3249075031873792586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3249075031873792586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3249075031873792586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3249075031873792586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-thats-worth-to-be-mentioned.html' title='All that&apos;s worth to be mentioned.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGGLgrWr9I4/TVbqSH6F4bI/AAAAAAAABjA/VZcBqTpszB0/s72-c/IMG_2657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3073432926295529639</id><published>2011-02-03T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T03:39:36.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New year eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. As usual routine, my relative came over my house for lunch and dinner at my stepdad's family house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this year, something's different. my DAD, as in my real dad, same surname, text me and wish me a Happy New Year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok , i was very very amazed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, asked that someone to acc me for movie. watched the season of the witch. it was a nice show. like better than shaolin and hereafter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, that someone accompany me these few days to just make me feel better, i know deep inside me i am not. &lt;br /&gt;a lot of people has been encouraging me, i am really grateful, but i just can't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really freaking regretted what i said to him, to allow all these to happen. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i could something, but i couldn't, its like sooooo helpless. &lt;br /&gt;all i can say is I REALLY REALLY REGRETTED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, life carry on and i got 3 major assignment to finish up by first day of school. (what kind of dateline is that) &lt;br /&gt;got my sailing lesson on the 9th- 13 th feb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dunnoe what to say to him. HELPLESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3073432926295529639?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3073432926295529639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3073432926295529639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3073432926295529639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3073432926295529639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-8730545028144484579</id><published>2011-01-30T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:04:58.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am going to lock up my blog very soon, cos i just came to know there are many KPO in this world- no names mentioned, make good wild guesses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, peeps, if you wanna follow me, please kindly add ur hotmail add in my followers list. means, go to the right and add yourself in there. or you can give me ur hotmail add and i will add. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with ah hong lee and qin today. finally hong lee won me in buying the no of stuff. and pei qin was like 5 hrs late !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone is like right beside me reading this, so i am logging off. till tomorrow !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-8730545028144484579?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/8730545028144484579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=8730545028144484579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8730545028144484579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8730545028144484579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-going-to-lock-up-my-blog-very-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-7289097546847449768</id><published>2011-01-24T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T02:30:31.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back peeps :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;heh heh, i know many people are like asking me why did i lock it up again.&lt;div&gt;sorry, i only authorize certain people to read only, but okie, it's restore back to normal again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, since zzy mentioned, what am i doing with my daily life.... here's what's in the past days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boxed it, chunked it, DUMPed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TT3Am1ShxkI/AAAAAAAABds/EVo07Jpf_xA/s1600/IMG00160-20110125-0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TT3Am1ShxkI/AAAAAAAABds/EVo07Jpf_xA/s320/IMG00160-20110125-0159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565816487872153154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TT3Am1ShxkI/AAAAAAAABds/EVo07Jpf_xA/s1600/IMG00160-20110125-0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and on sunday,  i was like soooooo asleep cos, i slept at like 6 am in the morning on sat, and SOMEONE (you know who you are) called me at freaking 11 plus to ali ba ba with me!!! cos he has to help out in some stuff and he is freaking bored, soooooo...... he called ME to disturb my beauty sleep. and he didn't allow me to sleep, he said when he reach his next destination, he will call again !!!! but too bad, i wasssss so tired that i really "fainted" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftermath, i was sooooooo nice, to buy him some breakfast/lunch/dinner. but i guess you didn't eat it right, cos you also "fainted" on your bed too. TMD waste my money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU READ THIS, BETTER BUY ME MY BIRD NEST !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TT3AmZ6VtyI/AAAAAAAABdk/Fq0azDbU-DQ/s1600/IMG00159-20110123-1633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TT3AmZ6VtyI/AAAAAAAABdk/Fq0azDbU-DQ/s320/IMG00159-20110123-1633.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565816480522942242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and monday, went to school, suppose to do some project, BUT all the mates didn't bring notes, so i headed home and went to town with two humans, (sorry ar, now my blog mention names is like so sensitive.) meet my gfs after that and had a blast. they were like telling me cny going to ritz. i reached home and really died on the bed. wasssss soooooo tired. and to that someone, really super sorry k, i know i am suppose to meet you but you know, i really fall asleep. SORRY K.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next question i will be asked again and again. yes, if you all have been reading and guessing what happened to me. guess it right. i dun want to be asked and dun even want to mention about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am really tired of pleasing. now, is all about me. i don't really care if he will feel guilty or whatever with my decision. i don't give a damn anymore. if i can keep pleasing, then who on earth will please me. so, my decision still remains. i believe i can do it. and i don't care if i can provide or handle. its mine. and PLEASE I AM NOT EXTREME. i am just not so heartless. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-7289097546847449768?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/7289097546847449768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=7289097546847449768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7289097546847449768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7289097546847449768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-back-peeps.html' title='welcome back peeps :)'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TT3Am1ShxkI/AAAAAAAABds/EVo07Jpf_xA/s72-c/IMG00160-20110125-0159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-4600043087215703898</id><published>2011-01-21T20:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T10:43:14.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship and relationship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;hmm.. recently i am hooked onto flats.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cannot wear heels anymore. so i stop my heels shopping and shifted to flats.&lt;br /&gt;boat shoe are in trend now. and i hearts tods a lot. but tods it's way to expensive, so my friend introduce me to sperry.&lt;br /&gt;alright sperry is like not so lady like, but no choice, i cannot put on heels for a while, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTnDvyjVQ_I/AAAAAAAABdU/cXmS9zlRgrU/s1600/T2eLhyXcJXXXXXXXXX_%2521%252116968806.jpg_310x310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTnDvyjVQ_I/AAAAAAAABdU/cXmS9zlRgrU/s320/T2eLhyXcJXXXXXXXXX_%2521%252116968806.jpg_310x310.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564694040384193522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i know, i am getting very very bimbotic, esp after my post on my shoes rack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of people ask me, why do i need so many shoes, i always ask them then why must u play dota everyday ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, on a side note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently i am kinda unhappy with a friend, E. (alright, if you are reading this, and if you keep asking me why i am so pissed, here is what i got to say. ) ITS GONNA BE A LONG LONG GRANDMA STORY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a first occasion, you called me in the noon, WHEN DEAR ME JUST WAKE UP,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i mean, if you know me well, when i am asleep, u can bomb my phone and i WONT PICK UP, u can try call my house, and everyone in my family don't even dare to wake me up, they will just tell you i am out) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so..... my temper is super super bad when i just wake up, and i was feeling very grumpy. not your fault for me being like this, this temper of mine i have to change. so u keep asking me if i am going out x 999 times within the same conversation, i said i need to go and do my stuff and i don't know what time i will end (FYI, if i say i do something, it clearly does not mean  i go meet any guys or sleep at home). and you can just jolly well says that i wont go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on, i know ur intention, you want to gather to go out, but please do understand, i really got a lot of things that are important to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my fault- i cannot confirm with you a time. but, i really really  cant estimate a time that i will end my stuff, maybe 10, 11,12, or 1, its not within my control if a bird wanna shit on my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when i am doing my stuff, you can just give me a missed call. i will call back if i can, if i cannot, maybe Japanese decided to come back and bomb again. so, if i sees it, i get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i am done with my stuff at 8 i call laiping straight to fetch me. and he drove like a bullet train back for me to get changed and i do makeup, bath within 20 mins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i called you, U CAN TELL ME UR GF IS DOING HER NAILS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ur gf doesn't do nails for the first time, she will know how longggggg it can takes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and u expect me to go down to grand hollywood to WAIT for YOU BECAUSE UR GF IS DOING HER NAILS ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my point is simple :  u call and rushed me the whole day means you want to faster meet u. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when i rushed down, u are not even there! then for fcuk reason i rush down ? i can slowly wash my hair and do my stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i dun even wanna talk abt how u left us there within 30 mins after  you reached ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON A SECOND occasion : lp and i were out with hl. what happen between you and hong lee is, i couldn't not my biz, but i tried to helped you in all my ways i can, something is not i say means money will really drop from heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you also called and smsed asking if  i am coming x999 times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we rushed down to ur place, and forgo the washing of lp's car that has a lot of bird shit (for real, you know cine carpark.)  and when we reached, YOU DECIDED NOT TO PLAY MJ WITH US AND ACC UR GF. then SAY earlier if you cannot play cos we can shop longer, wash car etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though i WAS SUPER PISSED OFF, cos i owe lp a big favor for not washing his car, i wasnt erupting until u send all those sms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get ur point, u wanna say sorry. and u say u treat us as friends, real friends ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pls elaborate and explain on which part of ur actions u do TREAT US as friends ???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt even count so many incident that you could dump us cos of ur gf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, sometimes i do that, but when i do that, i didn't say i am going to meet u guys on that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are not dogs or animals, we dun keep u company whenever you like it, and keep us in a cage when you dun want it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and point : we are busy people too, we need to earn money and study. we dun have someone who will provide us with everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and seriously if you and her wanna quarrel, pls do it at home and dun ask us out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my parents dun give birth me to acc u whenever you feel like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and seriously, everytime ask me to talk to ur gf, since when i didn't ? u want us to bond with her, i DID. all my best. so if you wanna talk to her to consider abt our feelings ? not to BE ANGRY with u all the time cos it' simply spoil mood ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am not angry with you at all, i just wanna you to think what u have done to us all these years ? and the meiluan incident, you dun even wanna tell me. when we were still all friends, who is the one who still talk to ur gf ? and who is the one who is bias against her ? THINK ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now u wanna say i dun share my stuff with you ? come on, u tell me how to trust you ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you feel that friends are obliged to understand what you are going thru , sorry i really can't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are also humans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was talk to diana today and she also faced the same thing. i am not a friendly person i know. i mean i also want  see my bf everyday, but, if you do that then dun treat friends as dogs lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, here's another big problem for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday, damien will tell me if we wanna continue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although, very clearly i know the answer, but i just hope he can see what i did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people ask me if i feel sad, yes i do, but i dun think there's a need to dwell in it too long, i just feel it's really wasted, cos i know it's very hard to find some who both like, and feel comfortable with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i can say, i didn't expect him to be such a cruel chap too. i always tot that he is really nice and sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldn't stop thinking the days we were tgt. when we went cycling for awfully chocolate. how i go his house everyday and the days at bkk were really memorable. but i cannot change his thinking too. so be it, if someone want to cruel, they will go all out. i been there and done that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, some people are guessing if me and laiping are together, we are not. and we are not a bit part to be scandalous. just that the things i am go thru now, i really need someone there to discuss. i cannot handle it myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laiping, i just want you to know how grateful i am. i know u fetch me and acc me just to make me feel happy and not to think too much. and  i know if my decision is to be likewise, you will be there to help me. but i think it's really unfair for you to pick up shit that other people has done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-4600043087215703898?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/4600043087215703898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=4600043087215703898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4600043087215703898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4600043087215703898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/friendship-and-relationship.html' title='friendship and relationship.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTnDvyjVQ_I/AAAAAAAABdU/cXmS9zlRgrU/s72-c/T2eLhyXcJXXXXXXXXX_%2521%252116968806.jpg_310x310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-4083007341179636831</id><published>2011-01-20T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T20:55:48.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was packing my room today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thing i like abt packing room is, you can find a lot of things that you dumb in the closet for VERY VERY VERY long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, anyway i got very bad habits of keeping paper bags and boxes. lol. so .... i decided to dump all. cos hong lee was like saying, why the hell i keep all those for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO ANYWAY, HONG LEE !!! I DUMPED MY PRINTER BOX ALR KKKK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF8mPvccI/AAAAAAAABdE/_Jn0eTTgDNg/s1600/IMG00157-20110120-1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF8mPvccI/AAAAAAAABdE/_Jn0eTTgDNg/s320/IMG00157-20110120-1302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344615721464258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF8EkKP8I/AAAAAAAABc8/nxqkwA-Cw90/s1600/IMG00155-20110120-1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF8EkKP8I/AAAAAAAABc8/nxqkwA-Cw90/s320/IMG00155-20110120-1258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344606680301506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF8EkKP8I/AAAAAAAABc8/nxqkwA-Cw90/s1600/IMG00155-20110120-1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am a very sentimental person, i still keep the paper bag of the present that my cousin bought for me on my 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF7ipFJHI/AAAAAAAABc0/7zDV1LEloLw/s1600/IMG00154-20110120-1253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF7ipFJHI/AAAAAAAABc0/7zDV1LEloLw/s320/IMG00154-20110120-1253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344597574132850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF7ipFJHI/AAAAAAAABc0/7zDV1LEloLw/s1600/IMG00154-20110120-1253.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this, my ex-colleague say she will give a big ang bao !!! so she gave me 50000 but in rupiah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFg6bkPBI/AAAAAAAABcs/nNTJvhopUw8/s1600/IMG00151-20110120-1252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFg6bkPBI/AAAAAAAABcs/nNTJvhopUw8/s320/IMG00151-20110120-1252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344140103433234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFg6bkPBI/AAAAAAAABcs/nNTJvhopUw8/s1600/IMG00151-20110120-1252.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this, was my younger sis drew a birthday card for me. when she was like 3 ? lol. i got a lot more of her drawings. i kept it every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFgZQnu3I/AAAAAAAABck/zFjzRjUuhY8/s1600/IMG00150-20110120-1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFgZQnu3I/AAAAAAAABck/zFjzRjUuhY8/s320/IMG00150-20110120-1249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344131199155058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFgZQnu3I/AAAAAAAABck/zFjzRjUuhY8/s1600/IMG00150-20110120-1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and all these are alllllll the cards i received from everyone ard the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFf2xGDBI/AAAAAAAABcc/ETE5ui4KGr8/s1600/IMG00149-20110120-1248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFf2xGDBI/AAAAAAAABcc/ETE5ui4KGr8/s320/IMG00149-20110120-1248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344121940118546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFf2xGDBI/AAAAAAAABcc/ETE5ui4KGr8/s1600/IMG00149-20110120-1248.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this, is very special, my lasalle friend drew it for me on my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i must say, his drawings is not that bad !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFfXB8ESI/AAAAAAAABcU/-qqv_UHB2NE/s1600/IMG00148-20110120-1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFfXB8ESI/AAAAAAAABcU/-qqv_UHB2NE/s320/IMG00148-20110120-1246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344113420833058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFfOsioYI/AAAAAAAABcM/4rcFLBZXydc/s1600/IMG00147-20110120-1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiFfOsioYI/AAAAAAAABcM/4rcFLBZXydc/s320/IMG00147-20110120-1246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564344111183602050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, hong lee came my house to drill shelves for my shoes. very the nice. and i am very the happy. but they keep saying i am bimbo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i was so surprised that my mum gave him and laiping a $20 ang bao each when cny is not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTer1Tfk-QI/AAAAAAAABbs/_aV-1gjNK98/s1600/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTer1Tfk-QI/AAAAAAAABbs/_aV-1gjNK98/s400/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564104796893673730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTer1h8I2WI/AAAAAAAABb0/yIahElhrdcA/s400/IMG00146-20110119-2353.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564104800771561826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to frog porridge with them aftermath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and went to wash car, and my friend spent $15 on a car wash. gave the washer $5 tips, and pass another $10 for the wash, and ask him to KEEP THE CHANGE !!! when the cash wash was only $6 ? my friend.......................... nothing to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok , i am not really a soft toy person. until i saw this. it is gaspard et lisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is actually some educational books character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, they got this scarf that has a G and a L on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its some initial for me and Damien. ok, not important now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally unwrap the wrapper of the soft toy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one day at FEP i bought a box. i was so excited when i say gaspard and lisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTer2Ijdm2I/AAAAAAAABb8/Z4qe6K_Q2LQ/s400/IMG_0087.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564104811137047394" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTer2aOyd4I/AAAAAAAABcE/SAYnooLTSTE/s400/IMG_0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564104815882172290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just finish my assignment and its like 3 am now. i am like half dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-4083007341179636831?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/4083007341179636831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=4083007341179636831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4083007341179636831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4083007341179636831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-was-packing-my-room-today.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTiF8mPvccI/AAAAAAAABdE/_Jn0eTTgDNg/s72-c/IMG00157-20110120-1302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-945169044462624172</id><published>2011-01-15T10:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:58:01.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so many things in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last week, two very helpful men, lp and hl came to my house to PAINT MY ROOM DAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't know painting is soooooooo tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but was also quite fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they help me shifted my furniture and started the painting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESKDIju4I/AAAAAAAABbc/ckRN1wPRFs0/s1600/IMG00122-20110110-1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESKDIju4I/AAAAAAAABbc/ckRN1wPRFs0/s320/IMG00122-20110110-1508.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562246978628467586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESKDIju4I/AAAAAAAABbc/ckRN1wPRFs0/s1600/IMG00122-20110110-1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, two very helpful man, removed my tv mounted on the wall, and after that, they try VERY VERY hard to fix it back. and i heard the tv mounted back is not really that fixed cos, one of the screw came off, broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJ86MyAI/AAAAAAAABbU/tkxWrUrMw58/s1600/IMG00123-20110110-2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJ86MyAI/AAAAAAAABbU/tkxWrUrMw58/s320/IMG00123-20110110-2127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562246976957630466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJ86MyAI/AAAAAAAABbU/tkxWrUrMw58/s1600/IMG00123-20110110-2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the next day, we continued to paint the "stripes" that i wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT while lp and i was doing the touch up, mr hong lee was playing Wii with my sister who was suppose to go for tuition. (HONG LEE, always teach my sibs the wrong stuff, like the stupid tissue magic trick where my sis still remember hl as tissue paper man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJSENKTI/AAAAAAAABbM/0FW6yqT1Xh0/s1600/IMG00126-20110111-1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJSENKTI/AAAAAAAABbM/0FW6yqT1Xh0/s320/IMG00126-20110111-1420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562246965456873778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJSENKTI/AAAAAAAABbM/0FW6yqT1Xh0/s1600/IMG00126-20110111-1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then they decided to leave my stripes cos its too difficult to measure. now now, i have to find the lever thing, and live with the undone stripes in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJCWcp8I/AAAAAAAABbE/RouGeQHftwo/s1600/IMG00127-20110111-1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESJCWcp8I/AAAAAAAABbE/RouGeQHftwo/s320/IMG00127-20110111-1501.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562246961238419394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and so, hong lee unscrew my curtain and didn't screw it back, i drew the curtain one day and the rod came off..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERM3MrnjI/AAAAAAAABak/m6by3faZhhc/s1600/IMG00134-20110115-1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERM3MrnjI/AAAAAAAABak/m6by3faZhhc/s320/IMG00134-20110115-1102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562245927452515890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERM3MrnjI/AAAAAAAABak/m6by3faZhhc/s1600/IMG00134-20110115-1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and and, hong lee says it is so cool to paint the switches and power source to CAMOUFLAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERMrWhNpI/AAAAAAAABac/kItBSx2GpYw/s1600/IMG00135-20110115-1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERMrWhNpI/AAAAAAAABac/kItBSx2GpYw/s320/IMG00135-20110115-1102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562245924272551570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;furniture came at thursday, and i was TRYINGGGG very hard to fix it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end, i only fix like one side table, the rest.... ahaha, waiting for two helpful man to come again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERMrWhNpI/AAAAAAAABac/kItBSx2GpYw/s1600/IMG00135-20110115-1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERNI_DOXI/AAAAAAAABas/Azz39qSR0w8/s320/IMG00132-20110113-1854.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562245932227180914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's the end product of my half done wall, unfixed furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERNdUqUYI/AAAAAAAABa0/JXi2SlKVnNw/s320/IMG00130-20110113-1844.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562245937686532482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out after the second day of painting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a LV wallet that i wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was deciding buy or not to buy until hong lee decided to flip a coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTERN6ZVr-I/AAAAAAAABa8/crZvKlL51WU/s320/IMG00129-20110112-2139.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562245945490780130" /&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;anyway, i ought to thank those people who take a slightest moment of your time to text me,asking me what really happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't expect so many people really cares for me, even like my childhood friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am really sorry if i didn't reply your sms, msn, whatsapp and even facebook message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just really dun have to the mood to talk abt it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if you are guessing what really happened, please keep your opinions and wild guesses to yourself and keep it going, cos i really won't say what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:for the someone who thinks that he is a jackass, i really thank you for your support, i dunnoe why but seems like you are the only one who knows what i feel and what i thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really thank you for offering car rides to school cos you know how bad it is for me to take public transport, (btw my driver quit his job) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i just got to say, for whatever that has happened, i cannot ctrl certain feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to my surprise, that particular person who ask me to get a life. be it ur msn was just a mere belittling or a sincere concern. thank you k. I hope u can ur AGM before i get mine in the bank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and INFORMATION: i dun need a life. just that different people place different importance on different things. To me, he is definitely more important than a career that i know i can get it with a finger snap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to you : honestly, i am totally speechless. in front of you, i have to be strong, or even stronger than you are. think again. when things happen, i still have to put your feelings in front of everything else. you can ask me to do something that bears so many difficulty, risking my own life and when i am only asking for one very simple thing, you have to think sooooo much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i made myself very clear. i am really fine, so please people, stop asking me what happened. i will be fine when i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TTESKDIju4I/AAAAAAAABbc/ckRN1wPRFs0/s72-c/IMG00122-20110110-1508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3517932127621504385</id><published>2011-01-12T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:06:05.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>记得</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;谁还&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;记得,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;以前的一句话, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;过了太久,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;没人&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;记得&lt;/em&gt;当初那些温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;我们都累了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;等着对方先说找分开的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;怎么说怎么说都没有救&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;谁还&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;记得&lt;/em&gt;爱情开始变化的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你的眼中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;看见了不同的天空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;hmm, my cheena not that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;i skipped school for a week alr, wasn't feeling well. couldn't sleep well in the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;the thing is really torturing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;it's worst when you cannot say a word to anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;you cannot whine about how hard it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;you cannot complain about how it's going to ruin your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i think this is the worst thing that can happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;suddenly, the only person i can think off is Jere, how he was there for me when something happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;his love despite my numerous untamed nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;now then i know how to feel grateful. too bad, too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i cannot do so many things now, cannot go school, cannot dress up, cannot wear heels, cannot drink, cannot smoke else i will die in the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3517932127621504385?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3517932127621504385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3517932127621504385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3517932127621504385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3517932127621504385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='记得'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5497880428819007709</id><published>2011-01-12T00:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T00:10:24.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel we don't really have any say in somethings. &lt;div&gt;becos we cannot say or couldn't afford to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know deep down in my heart, something i don't want to do it but we got no choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is maybe becos human being are really selfish people, they do  things, say things at their own benefit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so perhaps, his stand is beneficial to him and not me, but that's the only wise thing to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just got to follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5497880428819007709?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5497880428819007709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5497880428819007709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5497880428819007709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5497880428819007709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-i-feel-we-dont-really-have.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-6579138873021144059</id><published>2011-01-09T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:02:43.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, i went out with Damien. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to test out if i can treat him as a normal friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the truth is, i cannot, of cos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it is not as bad as it seems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i no longer feel the same as i do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't hold on to the relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe that's is so me. i don't dwell into something too long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, all i can say it's "it's so wasted" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for me to find someone that i can change for, it's really difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you all knew me well, i am like a super princess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do everything i want and i don't really care about the people around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, now there is something that happen so sudden again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just got to be STRONGER AND STRONGER to get over this " uninvited"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-6579138873021144059?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/6579138873021144059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=6579138873021144059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6579138873021144059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/6579138873021144059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/yesterday-i-went-out-with-damien.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5851264300078751673</id><published>2011-01-06T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:49:19.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;today ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went town shopping after work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet gene and lut for frog porridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSSqSTGZ_nI/AAAAAAAABZs/v8OUzwXCXxI/s320/165529_479300560737_641955737_6361933_1000018_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558755071423544946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought marc jacobs, ben sherman, 3 bottoms and a dress and two cosmetics from MAC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT THE BEST THING WAS ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear dear dear friend lp, bought me this 189 $ dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can see my smile from ear to ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went into this dress shop, and i fall in love with this dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i didn't want to get it cos i already spent 600 Today, and i think 200 yesterday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and maybe 1 k plus for friday's ikea day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, we were at mac for a rest and he says he is going to get that dress for me for xmas. I WAS LIKE OMG !!! NO WAY !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, i am going to get him a gift as well, and i know what it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSSqSsIZKxI/AAAAAAAABZ0/b-o8Zc7mR80/s1600/IMG00111-20110106-0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSSqSsIZKxI/AAAAAAAABZ0/b-o8Zc7mR80/s320/IMG00111-20110106-0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558755078142765842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSSqSsIZKxI/AAAAAAAABZ0/b-o8Zc7mR80/s1600/IMG00111-20110106-0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i going to get a prada keychian soon, cos the keychain that i had now is actually something to do with damien. time to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5851264300078751673?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5851264300078751673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5851264300078751673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5851264300078751673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5851264300078751673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/shopping-day.html' title='shopping day.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSSqSTGZ_nI/AAAAAAAABZs/v8OUzwXCXxI/s72-c/165529_479300560737_641955737_6361933_1000018_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5894756850881603926</id><published>2011-01-05T11:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T12:26:47.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went to my cousin's baby first month &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Charlyn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPuavu7Y3I/AAAAAAAABZk/r6WaHlWFVpQ/s1600/BABy%2Bcharlyn%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPuavu7Y3I/AAAAAAAABZk/r6WaHlWFVpQ/s320/BABy%2Bcharlyn%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558548508362630002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPuavu7Y3I/AAAAAAAABZk/r6WaHlWFVpQ/s1600/BABy%2Bcharlyn%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Alice (THE GRANDMA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPuaSMlUjI/AAAAAAAABZc/8j0xJkuxo1M/s1600/aunt%2Balice%2Band%2Bcharlyn%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPuaSMlUjI/AAAAAAAABZc/8j0xJkuxo1M/s320/aunt%2Balice%2Band%2Bcharlyn%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558548500433949234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPuaSMlUjI/AAAAAAAABZc/8j0xJkuxo1M/s1600/aunt%2Balice%2Band%2Bcharlyn%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my god, i didn't there's like so many beers in the fridge until i saw the pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is like, REALLY A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt_mCwnwI/AAAAAAAABZU/CwljutzVt2c/s1600/beers%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt_mCwnwI/AAAAAAAABZU/CwljutzVt2c/s320/beers%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558548041904987906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt_mCwnwI/AAAAAAAABZU/CwljutzVt2c/s1600/beers%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my forever 21 cousin : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt_vlnFwI/AAAAAAAABZM/D2uzi85Xlpc/s1600/serene%2Band%2BI%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt_vlnFwI/AAAAAAAABZM/D2uzi85Xlpc/s320/serene%2Band%2BI%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558548044467083010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt_DiTvXI/AAAAAAAABZE/rTX1oNVK95o/s320/Serene%2Band%2BI%2B.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558548032642071922" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPtpQ4TPdI/AAAAAAAABYM/pX46NrzgNYg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558547658266852818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPtpuLwY0I/AAAAAAAABYU/7yDjYuZ3_3Y/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPtpuLwY0I/AAAAAAAABYU/7yDjYuZ3_3Y/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558547666133082946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my aunt adrina who's always asking me to go church, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yah, i used to be a very very fervent christian. maybe i need to go back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt--IczTI/AAAAAAAABY8/5o5terbrh-0/s1600/adrina%2Band%2Bi%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt--IczTI/AAAAAAAABY8/5o5terbrh-0/s320/adrina%2Band%2Bi%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558548031191436594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt--IczTI/AAAAAAAABY8/5o5terbrh-0/s1600/adrina%2Band%2Bi%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was standing down there when my jie fu started taking snap of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt-ot7a-I/AAAAAAAABY0/Ij6oegogEJ4/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPt-ot7a-I/AAAAAAAABY0/Ij6oegogEJ4/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558548025443052514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPtqOQMdsI/AAAAAAAABYs/xBnWnisnJaQ/s320/5.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558547674741634754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPtp4VtLeI/AAAAAAAABYk/Bi7hwwXs9fQ/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPtp4VtLeI/AAAAAAAABYk/Bi7hwwXs9fQ/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558547668859170274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPtp8fCevI/AAAAAAAABYc/Vu-a2Asj8EU/s320/3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558547669972056818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't attend school on yesterday and today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldn't wake up and plus my driver's car broke down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet the peeps to ikea yesterday to get the stuff i want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end, i didn't get anything COS all my measurement was wrong !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. Laiping's coming my house to take measurement me later. haha. sorry, i know i am bimbo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a bad bad night yesterday. Migran attack again and i had a real hard time sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i am so impressed with myself, i couldn't believe what i am doing now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i practically studied every night. going through what is being taught in the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a side note, thank you for everyone who care abt me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am really fine. I SWEAR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although, yes of cos, i feel sad about the relationship thing, but it's doesnt really affect my life so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for people who are laughing on how i say i am so confident about this relationship, have a heartfelt laugh then. i am sure i can prove all of you wrong one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien and i are on very good terms, not like after the breakup, we turn into foe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am contented with what it is now. afterall, we started way too fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, i am rushing off to meet client and SHOPPING AGAIN !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5894756850881603926?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5894756850881603926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5894756850881603926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5894756850881603926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5894756850881603926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/two-days-in-nutshell.html' title='Two days in a nutshell'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSPuavu7Y3I/AAAAAAAABZk/r6WaHlWFVpQ/s72-c/BABy%2Bcharlyn%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5805476554636575568</id><published>2011-01-03T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:43:15.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The principles of life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not judge - for what good are you to judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not lie - for you only deceive yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not betray- for only people without a soul do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The principles of relationship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not say I Love you - for only when you reach the altar, it will be true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not bring up the past - for only the past will come and haunt you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not sacrifice  - for only  you will be the sacrificial item &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not do bad - for only one bad mistaken covers the entire good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The principle of a breakup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not say "we can be friends" - because friends don't hurt each other at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not be soft-hearted - because nothing can be cruel as leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not tear - for only the better will come after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not kill - for only nothing is worthy of your own happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In life, it's only like taking a airplane, some people are merely your transit flight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;you will reach your destination somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;what does kills you will only make you stronger. :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5805476554636575568?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5805476554636575568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5805476554636575568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5805476554636575568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5805476554636575568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-not.html' title='Do not'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-2231929017120330807</id><published>2011-01-03T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:25:55.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went to bali lane for shee sha and chill, after that huge quarrel with damien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky i get myself out of house else i will be going mad again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must say that nabins place serve very good food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they even got belly dancing, very entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSCyyCNhHsI/AAAAAAAABXk/J8Zc4sTqZPM/s1600/5a628a6092924da0966032d9ff9b74b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSCyyCNhHsI/AAAAAAAABXk/J8Zc4sTqZPM/s400/5a628a6092924da0966032d9ff9b74b1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638512831962818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSCyx3GEj4I/AAAAAAAABXc/1xTgsVKU9Lg/s1600/4a2bc7a59caa2811c2201c744c63835a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSCyx3GEj4I/AAAAAAAABXc/1xTgsVKU9Lg/s400/4a2bc7a59caa2811c2201c744c63835a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638509847940994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSCyxmHIZqI/AAAAAAAABXU/0lWA1cHfC3A/s1600/1fb2354698b978415bad081de570ad2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSCyxmHIZqI/AAAAAAAABXU/0lWA1cHfC3A/s400/1fb2354698b978415bad081de570ad2a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638505288984226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, school starting tml. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today went to my cousin's baby first month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;upload the pics when my cousin are done with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my granny and aunts are all telling me when to get married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told them give me and damien another 2 yrs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, when chinese new year comes, i am going to tell them we broke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, the will confirm say i keep changing bf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is not that i dun want to settle down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes yes yes, i WAS very playful when it comes to ricky, jeremy and kelvin. (yah, seriously no matter how much i been thru with kels, i never never never tot of marrying him.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yah, we two broke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun worry, this  time i won't do anything dumb to myself again, time to grow up yah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next one will be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;promise , i won't whine about Damien. he is nice. Just that, i am not his type. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ECONS Lesson tml,  i am going to have a hard time again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-2231929017120330807?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/2231929017120330807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=2231929017120330807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/2231929017120330807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/2231929017120330807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/went-to-bali-lane-for-shee-sha-and.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TSCy_hjdKSI/AAAAAAAABYE/2W_S82zyLr0/s72-c/27d69ae0212d4ba3fffc66274e1a0d6c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-234774365823194505</id><published>2011-01-01T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T03:29:19.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MY NEW YEAR RESOLUTION/ WISHES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY 2011.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1.( ALWAYS ON THE LIST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; to quit smoking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok, i am tryyyinggg real hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. Get a job that pays well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(i figure out, the only job that pays well is to be a tai tai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3. GOOD HEALTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;( seriously, i didn't know how important good health is until i was admitted to hospital numerous times this year) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4. for my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mum --&gt; good business, stay healthy and young (btw, i know my mummy dun read blogs, but i love u, mummy.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Uncle bob --&gt;  Stay healthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bro Alvin A.--&gt; FASTER finish your damn NS, WHICH is a waste of your time and get started with ur degree, and Stay Healthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bro Darryl Zzione --&gt; Stay healthy, stop being a rebellious kid, stop playing so much computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sis Furlyn Flynn --&gt; Good grades for ur PSLE, i know you can do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5. For Damien, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PRAY PRAY PRAY very very very hard that you can get more sensitive to MY feelings!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;happy internship-ing, stay healthy, esp, ur gastric. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and ANGER MANAGEMENT !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6. for everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; GOOD HEALTH AND MONEY MONEY RAINING DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(i mean it hor!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;simple isn't it ? &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/34730837-234774365823194505?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/234774365823194505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=234774365823194505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/234774365823194505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/234774365823194505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5085798237299673748</id><published>2010-12-31T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T02:08:38.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the upper and lower hand</title><content type='html'>the upper and lower hand in a relationship ? &lt;div&gt;come on, get real, there ain't really a balanced hand in a relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, SUPPOSE, i was playing mahjong with my bunch of gamblers friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, i know i am suppose to meet someone at 6pm-6.15pm. and too bad, the mahjong session drags till late, and of cos i was running late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, of cos he was angry, i totally agree that he has the rights cos i didn't inform him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT !!!! shouldn't leave ur unsorted business at home ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really hate quarreling, in this case being RAISED VOICE AT(not scolding, but technically it is) in the public. it is the same thing as showing public affection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my point is....... The upper and lower hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few days ago, i actually told damien, lets just be friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well it's not that i dun LOVE (yes, i know its a strong word) him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just that i dun feel good. i love him but on the other hand i might just love myself more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dun want to be so stressed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are so many things that people might not know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have heard my driver and some other friends telling that, yes, damien should be a good catch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who actually present the bad side out ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1. Damien comes from RI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i know, not a very big issue. but then, it make myself look very very stupid whenever i stumble upon something that it may just seems a little too stupid to ask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, if you ask me how to shop, where to shop or which country to go  i am very good at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but minor things like why should you not give out ur password ( i know why, just stating an example). i don't really go and think so much. cos to me why people harm you when you didn;t do anything to them ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO ACTUALLY I FEEL VERY VERY BELITTLE WHENEVER I AM WITH HIM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to that, Damien likes to add in things like, why am i so stupid. i know he is joking, but he just doesn't know how much i actually take it to heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. The perfect family thingy again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; well, sometimes i really think i might as well go pick a husband who comes from a orphanage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, pretty much affected by my parents separation. if you come from a broken family, you might know how i feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to damien family, mutual understanding is very common, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to my family, we talk terms and money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here again, i still feel belittle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. the looks issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you would ask me, i don't think i am pretty. and my expectation for pretty face is really high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, to actually say, pretty aren't really that important. REALLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some stranger sent me a fb message saying that i look like a babe and i told damien abt it, he says, pictures are deceiving. this is not the first time. Yes i don't mind not being pretty. i always say i attract people by personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yet damien still don't know how much his words hurt me AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. my personality issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i know i talk very rough, joke with people and talk whatever i like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, this is who i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND ANYWAY, I TALK THAT WAY but i don't do anything that is not decent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at meiluan, a real example. someone who is so decent, pretends to be a virgin at the age of 21 ? when she alr slept who so many people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean yes, u dun need to go around and boast who u slept with, but you dun need to pretend to be a virgin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.... damien thinks that i always fool around ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which i practically DUN AT ALL !!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont look at people on the suface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in all this cases, he always has the upper hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is why i feel sooooo stress with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i just don't know why, i just love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i read from a friends' blog : DO say I Love You everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, what is wrong with showing affection when i really do mean it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so far, he hasn't yet to tell me this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is making the matter worst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this tell me that i am totally not up to his standard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am really taking a break from him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if he loves me, he will know what i really want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not, lets just move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dun really want to waste my time anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5085798237299673748?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5085798237299673748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5085798237299673748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5085798237299673748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5085798237299673748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/12/upper-and-lower-hand.html' title='the upper and lower hand'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-8802024510865787880</id><published>2010-12-28T23:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T03:42:21.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am indeed a very lazy shopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hate going to shopping malls to squeeze with people and there a whole lots of inconsiderate shoppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't mean i am a saint, but if you can nod into agreement, the inconsiderate shoppers you can find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1. Like to squeeze with you shopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You were in a line of fashion, and there there, this lady comes into your line and put her hand over and start c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;hoosing in the same line as you. and they rack the line so hard that they totally ignore your existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. Changing room Hogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Btw, usually i don't try. i make sure i know my size. if not i don't buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some shopper, in this case Hogger, they like to change and change and change. When the queue is short, it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;okie, but when they queue is long, they ask their friend, get a different size or colour. WAU LAU EH !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And so.... i rather sit behind the computer and be a keyboard warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;firstly, Everyone kno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ws abo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;ut WWW.FOREVER21.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRoI7C4J6KI/AAAAAAAABVM/tM6QZi9kg_0/s400/Forever21%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555762900792633506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;they are really a whole lot cheaper than FOREVER21 in Singapore retail store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and i intro Damien to 21MEN. which i think the clothes are fairly cheaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The next webby : WWW.NASTYGAL.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRt7IzwCkuI/AAAAAAAABVc/zK2aiOyaUUM/s400/nasty%2Bgal%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556169956552512226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;this webby got really nice dresses. alright, i am really a dresssss person. and i got a special slot in my wardrobe that hang only dress (which is going to be full now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and they got nice shoes from jeffrey campbell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEQA1f62I/AAAAAAAABW0/-2AKXMQARbc/s1600/jeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEQA1f62I/AAAAAAAABW0/-2AKXMQARbc/s400/jeff.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179975928802146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEQA1f62I/AAAAAAAABW0/-2AKXMQARbc/s1600/jeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WWW.TAOBAO.COM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this cheena weeby sells practically EVERYTHING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien told me about this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i mean everything i really mean EVERYTHING!!!! you name it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, you need a agent to ship purchases over, but there are like blogger who does this, you can ask me, if you want to. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: i only entertain SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEPzyGlaI/AAAAAAAABWs/xgAaAaPJjQQ/s1600/taobao%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEPzyGlaI/AAAAAAAABWs/xgAaAaPJjQQ/s400/taobao%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179972424897954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEPTaQAfI/AAAAAAAABWk/qrDfGC9qFXI/s1600/supreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEPTaQAfI/AAAAAAAABWk/qrDfGC9qFXI/s400/supreme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179963734917618" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEPTaQAfI/AAAAAAAABWk/qrDfGC9qFXI/s1600/supreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WWW.NORDSTORM.COM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i guess a lot of people know about this webby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i like about this is all the "EXCLUSIVE TO NORDSTORM" packing DIOR makeup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i know, i trying to act very atas again!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT , SERIOUSLY.... i know i am not CHIOBU OF THE YEAR, but i really like DIOR makeup packaging. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEPJ0purI/AAAAAAAABWc/5fFzkvTh5rc/s1600/nordstorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuEPJ0purI/AAAAAAAABWc/5fFzkvTh5rc/s400/nordstorm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179961161300658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD34R6uHI/AAAAAAAABV0/Iw-JOpbECGw/s400/dior.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179561315219570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, a webby that i found out recently, to be actual, two days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WWW.SHOPSTYLE.COM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; they got like ALL (ALMOST ALL) the major brands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(which i am "researching into 3.1 PHILLIP LIM now) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4LMcjaI/AAAAAAAABV8/FuATkknnpZM/s1600/shopstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4LMcjaI/AAAAAAAABV8/FuATkknnpZM/s400/shopstyle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179566392544674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;PRADA....... Ok i am a HOOK ONTO PRADA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4ZnXHdI/AAAAAAAABWE/b-22qTCJ3iU/s1600/prada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4ZnXHdI/AAAAAAAABWE/b-22qTCJ3iU/s400/prada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179570263530962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, on a side note. i am aiming on YSL now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really like those two bags below. AIM AIM AIM. PICTURES ON TARGET BOARD NOW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really got to save up, cos i kinda spend a lot this month. with all the fees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, BUT THEN DAMIEN is working. haha. alright, dun really pin high hopes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4rDq6YI/AAAAAAAABWU/JsK69Htx4OY/s1600/ysl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4rDq6YI/AAAAAAAABWU/JsK69Htx4OY/s400/ysl1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179574945671554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4vJpwVI/AAAAAAAABWM/cnBgnURWSmo/s1600/ysl%2Bwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuD4vJpwVI/AAAAAAAABWM/cnBgnURWSmo/s400/ysl%2Bwhite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556179576044503378" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, i just like to share what i do whenever my computer is on. SHOP NON-STOP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next post, prolly i will share of some local blogshop links. which actually i have like a wordspread of all the links. haha. &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet up with my long long lost friend hong lee today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner with him and lp. and he pass me my SUPER belated birthday gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wrap the present with duck tape !!!!! TOOK ME A WHILE TO UNWRAP !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT LO AND BEHOLD, it's worth the effort to unwrap cos i got a YSL lipstick (so coincidence, i am so into YSL now and i got a YSL lipstick, is it hinting me to get the bag? hahha ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, nice packaging YSL have, huh ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two colours in a stick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU VERY VERY VEYR MUCH HONG LEE !!! I LOVE ITTT (but kinda, hate you cos now i am keying in my credit card for a YSL bag!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuICFfWOxI/AAAAAAAABW8/uwdOVyI_-r4/s1600/IMG00107-20101230-0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuICFfWOxI/AAAAAAAABW8/uwdOVyI_-r4/s400/IMG00107-20101230-0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556184134706412306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuIC_oy7DI/AAAAAAAABXM/h2Xkfy7M1sk/s1600/IMG00109-20101230-0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuIC_oy7DI/AAAAAAAABXM/h2Xkfy7M1sk/s400/IMG00109-20101230-0107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556184150315297842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuICfd5ARI/AAAAAAAABXE/HPzQo6LM8eg/s1600/IMG00108-20101230-0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuICfd5ARI/AAAAAAAABXE/HPzQo6LM8eg/s400/IMG00108-20101230-0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556184141679624466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRuICfd5ARI/AAAAAAAABXE/HPzQo6LM8eg/s1600/IMG00108-20101230-0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gonna meet up hong lee and lp real soon to PAINT MY ROOM and do my SHOES RACK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(my store room really really got no space for my shoes alr, and all the shoes are scattered everywhere) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cindy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wishing you all a HAPPY 2011 !!! 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IT IS A WONDERFUL TRIP. I REALLY ENJOYED MYSELF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke  up at 7am and took a cab to Damien place and off the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbds4WLLI/AAAAAAAABT0/yLuvqiCQqN4/s1600/IMG00103-20101226-1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbds4WLLI/AAAAAAAABT0/yLuvqiCQqN4/s200/IMG00103-20101226-1807.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431443671690418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbdiFqg2I/AAAAAAAABTs/ldeG6m6lOuM/s1600/IMG00100-20101226-1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbdiFqg2I/AAAAAAAABTs/ldeG6m6lOuM/s200/IMG00100-20101226-1642.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431440774759266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjavVL7qbI/AAAAAAAABSc/Sysol972HDM/s200/IMG_0043.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430647037405618" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjavLOJ1VI/AAAAAAAABSU/e3I2lbXS4vk/s200/IMG_0049.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430644362368338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbK6PUzXI/AAAAAAAABTc/aXzcK4-rxY4/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't stayed in a hotel, book this serviced apartment which received a 200 plus of good reviews ( compared to 40-50 reviews for other hotels). anyway, the Abloom serviced apartments rate are not that expensive too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the staff are really really friendly. and the room is really big. they got a room separated from the living room and mini kitchen.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S REALLY A GOOD HOTEL, RECOMMENDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbKvs5GMI/AAAAAAAABTU/FAjj_EWcRl8/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbKvs5GMI/AAAAAAAABTU/FAjj_EWcRl8/s200/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431118011439298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbKRh7JHI/AAAAAAAABTM/_YXacYVGvUY/s200/IMG_0065.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431109912372338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbJywPpOI/AAAAAAAABS8/47Ipnyx5Eag/s1600/IMG_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbJywPpOI/AAAAAAAABS8/47Ipnyx5Eag/s200/IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431101650937058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbKAmPlCI/AAAAAAAABTE/VwPdAetzOrc/s200/IMG_0064.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431105367086114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they got a really nice pool, but we didnt get a chance to swimcos we stay a mere 3 days. Everytime we get to the reception, we have to wak thru the pool, and everytime i walk pass, i really want to swim so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjjXHs4fxI/AAAAAAAABU8/_t8weC86XHU/s200/OTHERS_96277_8.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555440126705303314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unpacked the stuff and we went to walk at platinum mall. The wholesale of clothes, shoes.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we took the skytrain there, cos the VERY VERY FRIENDLY told us it is better to take the train due the massive jam in BKK. anyway, the train station is really near the apartments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is like my first time taking trains in bkk despite the numerous trip to bkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was really adventurous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Platinum Mall sells MAINLY women stuff, and i tell you, its really a heaven for girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought damn a lot of bras from there, and its like a re-known brand, selling at more than 50 % off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Damien bought like the same t-shirt but different colour. so you know how cheap the things are cos usually Damien don't spend like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjke_BUM1I/AAAAAAAABVE/F9nK-UwycrA/s200/4198311-The_Platinum_Fashion_Mall-Bangkok.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555441361325667154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the skytrain card, those used in sg i think 10 years ago ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjav6o6erI/AAAAAAAABSk/IZsDAWMNjQs/s200/IMG_0052.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430657091074738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mall close at 7pm, so we head back as we were too tired from the plane ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the 7-11 near the apartments and bought some hotdogs. cook, actually microwave for Damien. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 6am plus to have breakfast and took train to the famous weekend market Chatuchuk.  walk the whole morning. i think we spend almost 4-5 hrs there. Anyway, that's the map, and we covered every single place and we mean every single place. We didn't realized that we walked so far until we wanted to find the Skytrain and realized we were at the other end of the market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjia2qcFyI/AAAAAAAABUc/8RmHCZAuzZc/s200/37.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555439091339499298" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjibe-6CtI/AAAAAAAABUs/YPE-6w3lfiY/s200/Chatuchak-Map.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555439102162766546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Bought Damien this popcicles thing that you can only find in BKK. very innoviative. they uses syrup like 7-up, grape bla bla bla to make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjibDKPBtI/AAAAAAAABUk/SK0fe8Lsw3U/s200/Chatuchak_Frozen_IceSeller.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555439094694086354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; went back to apartment to put out stuff cos we bought way too much stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then we went to Siam paragon cos i wanted to get to the pharmacy to get my aunt's stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we were so amazed by the mall !! it's like so magnificent.  the concept of the mall is like way much better than Ion . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjiawHqmEI/AAAAAAAABUU/ww89_4ThMdU/s200/33.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555439089583036482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, wanted to go to Suam lum market and while asking for direction from the locals, we were so lucky to meet someone who known chinese. They told us that Suam lum is kinda dangerous. She told us to walk around Patpong Night bazzar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjibmMo5aI/AAAAAAAABU0/z7fL2IIvArQ/s200/mercado-nocturno-patpong.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555439104099411362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there are these ppl who asked us to watch the SEX show, where they use extotic ways to open up a beer bottle and such. i was freak out, and was very very lucky Damien was there to rejected them cos they were really aggressive in sales. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had the A&amp;amp;W that cannot be found in Sg anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjawLvoL0I/AAAAAAAABSs/o_lJvGFNmLY/s200/IMG_0054.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430661682638658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The amount of things we bought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjawS2UkjI/AAAAAAAABS0/4YaJIcq7xGc/s200/IMG_0059.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430663589761586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what i solely bought from airport. 700 bucks. very cheap for all the perfume and cosmetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbK6PUzXI/AAAAAAAABTc/aXzcK4-rxY4/s200/IMG_0069.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431120840215922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boarding gate at Bkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbdRQjoGI/AAAAAAAABTk/0fS7x68ACv4/s200/IMG00098-20101226-1415.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431436257042530" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I REALLY ENJOYED MY TRIP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though it's only a short trip, i can see how Damien really took care of me. i was a little sick there and he was really anxious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Damien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some cupcakes i bought for my ex-colleague. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbjptG33I/AAAAAAAABUM/xH2tbJ6LOfk/s200/IMG00097-20101223-1002.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431545898458994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and chocolate my gf bought for me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbeLUgv0I/AAAAAAAABUE/bM8VheYq4gE/s200/IMG00096-20101223-0301.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555431451842887490" /&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;and so, here back in SG. so many things to do now. and damien got like intership for six months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna save up, i spend like 3k solely on december. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a prada wallet for my mum, so i know she is happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-4472248106230143026?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/4472248106230143026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=4472248106230143026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4472248106230143026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4472248106230143026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/12/xmas-bkk.html' title='XMAS, BKK'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TRjbds4WLLI/AAAAAAAABT0/yLuvqiCQqN4/s72-c/IMG00103-20101226-1807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-2112904735154397705</id><published>2010-12-22T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T13:18:29.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 year end</title><content type='html'>The year is coming to an end.&lt;div&gt;Since it's christmas soon, lets sum up the year.  ( i am rather a Christmas person than a New year or a Chinese new year person) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I got into my Business Management program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it's a pretty big jump. i am always a Arty person, with things like Andy Warhol and such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Film has always been my "forte" cos i am a pretty innovative liar, so coming up with stories is pretty easy for me.  but i guess, reality has taken it place. Business ain't really what i like but Money is my interest. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  been to many places this year, the second half i was like travelling and travelling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Meet a group of awesome girls, played Mj  with them all the time, thank you very much for letting me win ur money !!!! (Crystal, if you are reading, yes is you.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. quitted my job in Heatec &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh... kinda miss those guys out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Failed my driving practical twice ! * roll my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  The kelvin and Meiluan hoo-haa issue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think everyone knows what happen so i am not going to whine. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. went into hospital for whole of three days cos of the kelvin incident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god i am out, i swear i never go hospital again, a whole lot of craziness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Kena barred from exam, but luckily i am smart cos i ask GRC to appeal for me. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  Lastly, of cos prolly the happiest thing in my 2010. is to meet Damien. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; know it's very very cheesy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldn't be much more grateful, thank GOD a zillion times that he place Damien into my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like a mere 3 months ?, its like i known him for 10 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldn't forget the day that he drove me to the police station in the middle of wee hours. all the way from thomson to west and back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the unconditional care and concern, the laughter. even when i am typing this and come to think of it, i am having a good laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i think thats all. i got very very short term memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The thanks list&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. My parents, Family. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mummy - hee hee, for all the $$$ , so that i don't need to worry so much. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uncle Bob - i dunnoe, for switching off my power all the time !!! cos he scare the house will be on fire. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bro Alvin - wow, he is seldom at home, thanks for so sweet buying my food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; whenever you are at home with me. (so touched) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bro Darryl - thanks for playing Wii in my room, WHENEVER i am sleeping. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Furlyn -  thanks for helping me take my hp, water or anything from upstairs. i am always lazy to go up my room. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Damien &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANK YOU AND THANK YOU. for i dunnoe what, sending me home, when it is so far.......... making me laugh AGAIN. scolding me for nonsense things i did. and last but not least, making fun of my chinese ALL THE TIME !!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Diana, Eugene, Zhiyi, laiping, pei qin, hong lee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diana, thank you for being such a friend. though like we are not really that close, but i really appreciate you. Really a gem &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;eugene and the rest !!!!! thanks for still being alive to make me alive. hahaha. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Kelvin &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;be very surprised. i am very very thankful to you. if weren't your great advice i don't know where i am now, prolly in the end of the world taking a stupid cert. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for making me a stronger person. i am way too pampered. Thank you for throwing me into the sea without a life buoy. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for cheating on me (for real). i really learned a lot, i love myself now which i haven been for the last 22 years of life. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;if not for you, i wouldn't meet damien too. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of cos, the only person i would like to say sorry to : Jeremy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am really sorry for what i did to you. it wasn't meant to be that way. i know what i did to you, you can never never never forgive me. i am just really sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-2112904735154397705?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/2112904735154397705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=2112904735154397705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/2112904735154397705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/2112904735154397705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-year-end.html' title='2010 year end'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-7305848199962947542</id><published>2010-12-20T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T03:19:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets talk about fainting.</title><content type='html'>Most of you should know i have a Mitral Valve Prolapse (MVP) problem. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mitral_valve_prolapse &lt;--- if you wanna know what it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a inherit disease from my maternal. My grandpa has it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i discover this when i was around 10 ? when i was running and i fainted and sent to hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since then, i faint as often as i like. (I think , after 10 my body literally falls apart.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life ever since was .... Good and bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the good thing is i do not need to take IPPT, and i always helped those PE teacher to count how many push up and sign on that form that you guys had to go through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, on the dark side, i faint as much as i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the dangerous part, there is no sign of "i am going to faint" ( but, of cos) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i remember on so many occasion that i fainted at home and nobody knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once i faint, rolled down from the stairs(at home) and somehow hit my nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, i always have bruise all over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet health has been taking a toll on me. recently, i had a very very bad cough that never heals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's getting hard to breathe properly and adding to that, i smoke big time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my point is..... please, if, when i am out with you all, please please remind me not to smoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean dun be cruel, let me take a soft cold turkey. Just stop me when i want to chain smoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy don't want to die that earlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, today i was at NEX, with cousin and Aunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mall is kinda overated, anyway, the escalator stopped HALFWAY, and the mall is cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my cousin and aunt  told me that all new malls are like that, give a year or two when the filter is dirty. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting my results tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trip in another 4 days. bag packed halfway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opps, if you know me, i always pack my bag like the day before trip. this time i am way to excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to get Xmas present for everyone. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bf and family saw my appearance on TV, when i did a cast during internship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO SHY NOW, THAT I AM GOING TO HIDE  UNDER THE SHEETS AND SLEEP AND PRETEND NOTHING HAPPENED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-7305848199962947542?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/7305848199962947542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=7305848199962947542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7305848199962947542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7305848199962947542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-talk-about-fainting.html' title='lets talk about fainting.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-8895327438245300813</id><published>2010-12-17T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T21:56:23.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... recently i had a very very very depressing dream.&lt;br /&gt;i dream a lot, so dreams or i shld day nightmare to me is too common, more common than having supper. anyway, this dream place a great impression or troubled me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw that this guy in my dream trying to retrieve something from me but i couldn't tell me what it is. so with much argument, he took out some knife or i dunnoe what, and i saw a lot of blood flooding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really mysterious. i asked my driver about it, cos he like kind of a veteran in such stuff. he ask me o be careful cos, anything related to blood doesnt looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact is that i am traveling overseas very soon. hopefully everything will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-8895327438245300813?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/8895327438245300813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=8895327438245300813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8895327438245300813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/8895327438245300813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3673404764828170090</id><published>2010-12-16T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:13:14.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;My new shorthair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmbFHl7wNI/AAAAAAAABQ4/DiV4_7211lU/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmbFHl7wNI/AAAAAAAABQ4/DiV4_7211lU/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551138527950651602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been a real busy week. i haven rest well enough, for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the review of my short hair- thumbs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but but but, i think soon enough, i will head down to city plaza and get my hair extended again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, many things happened these weeks. Actually, the only thing that happen was zhiyi and laiping broke up. A 3 years relationship gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i think duration is not the main factor of how deep is the love. people can break up even after a 10 years relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a matter of fact, this brings back memories, or prolly fear of how kelvin and meiluan had treated me. in a sense, it is a different issue, as zhiyi had fallen for another guy whom is not included in the clique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my case, i have to face a betrayal of a "boyfriend" and a best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i have seen, zhiyi has totally been hard hearted on laiping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know things that laiping had done is way too much, but thats how a person can best react to this situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people might say, we are real childish people, we cannot handle breakup. i can only say,how much we had loved that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i dare to admit, i did a lot of stupid things. i waited for him at his place, literally stalked him, called him and pestered him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but boy, am i not only glad that, in me, i still have a little bit of human nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the whole case, am i not only disappointed in how meiluan treated me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she even asked me to go and die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't know that is how a relationship could have turn a person into. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fond memories of friendship are kept with the girl called meiluan and not Velda anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my point is, when you really like someone else when you are having a relationship, is it only right for you to go all heads out to date that person and let another one suffer ? isn't it only fair to give a little time, or give that person another chance to amend ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe it's only karma that will come. yes, i did betray a lot of people in the past and here comes, i learned a real hard lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and please don't get me wrong, i am not holding on to the past anymore. I LOVE THE LIFE I HAVE NOW. with Damien around me, i really feel that i am the happiest person. though, i am not showered with all the luxurious things, but i don't know why, i feel so much more happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet my cousins,aunt,aunt's hubs for fishing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i know Cindy doesnt  look like a person who do all these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this really give peace. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmMuSnruI/AAAAAAAABSI/OEoVp2LRtgk/s1600/IMG00088-20101202-0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmMuSnruI/AAAAAAAABSI/OEoVp2LRtgk/s1600/IMG00088-20101202-0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeO1XGBMI/AAAAAAAABRg/a0uAZh_7bJY/s1600/fishing5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeO1XGBMI/AAAAAAAABRg/a0uAZh_7bJY/s200/fishing5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551141993390146754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my never grow old, but actually very old already, cousin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeO1XGBMI/AAAAAAAABRg/a0uAZh_7bJY/s1600/fishing5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeOoguwzI/AAAAAAAABRY/xoNisPAtWUs/s1600/Fishing4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeOoguwzI/AAAAAAAABRY/xoNisPAtWUs/s200/Fishing4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551141989940904754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pose pose only, i didn't really fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeOerJ-fI/AAAAAAAABRQ/SQAZYEBFrVs/s1600/fishing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeOerJ-fI/AAAAAAAABRQ/SQAZYEBFrVs/s200/fishing3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551141987300276722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeOBs2H-I/AAAAAAAABRI/W7B6Baexb3A/s1600/Fishing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeOBs2H-I/AAAAAAAABRI/W7B6Baexb3A/s200/Fishing2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551141979522736098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeONuhLuI/AAAAAAAABRA/mKQhKzowOlg/s1600/fishing1%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeONuhLuI/AAAAAAAABRA/mKQhKzowOlg/s200/fishing1%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551141982750977762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; caught 4 fishes that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmeONuhLuI/AAAAAAAABRA/mKQhKzowOlg/s1600/fishing1%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my "7-eleven" starbucks to keep me awake, so that i can study that "i-dun-understand,-just memorize" graph. Exam are over !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmMuSnruI/AAAAAAAABSI/OEoVp2LRtgk/s1600/IMG00088-20101202-0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmMuSnruI/AAAAAAAABSI/OEoVp2LRtgk/s200/IMG00088-20101202-0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551150753225617122"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmLoTfbqI/AAAAAAAABRw/BIZQ-EdoXvc/s200/IMG00078-20101124-1900.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551150734438788770"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met lp, gene and lut for teppanyaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmMBoBHWI/AAAAAAAABSA/awDVTO3Vq7A/s1600/IMG00089-20101212-1406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmMBoBHWI/AAAAAAAABSA/awDVTO3Vq7A/s200/IMG00089-20101212-1406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551150741235768674"&gt;&lt;/a&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;Oh..... this is Damien making fun of my chinese pronunciation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai tun as hai dun, and re chai as ri chai, or whatsoever, Everyone knows i am real bad in chinese. i should covert to french instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmLHeXJQI/AAAAAAAABRo/kq1WKdnTnP8/s1600/dolphin%2B.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmLHeXJQI/AAAAAAAABRo/kq1WKdnTnP8/s200/dolphin%2B.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551150725626012930"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmLHeXJQI/AAAAAAAABRo/kq1WKdnTnP8/s1600/dolphin%2B.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;AND, MUMMY BOUGHT ME A NEW LAPTOP :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmL7pi0HI/AAAAAAAABR4/c2-W0PF5XdQ/s1600/IMG00092-20101216-1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmmL7pi0HI/AAAAAAAABR4/c2-W0PF5XdQ/s200/IMG00092-20101216-1257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551150739631558770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; "&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3673404764828170090?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3673404764828170090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3673404764828170090&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3673404764828170090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3673404764828170090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-new-shorthair-been-real-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TQmbFHl7wNI/AAAAAAAABQ4/DiV4_7211lU/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5024845823988412773</id><published>2010-11-27T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:59:06.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to cut my hair short again.&lt;br /&gt;haisss... super duper regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my dinner at coffee club.&lt;br /&gt;met the friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damien is so not free these days.&lt;br /&gt;and i am super depressed about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, looking forwaard to the trip. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5024845823988412773?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5024845823988412773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=5024845823988412773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5024845823988412773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/5024845823988412773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-went-to-cut-my-hair-short-again.html' 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hugged for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i hope he's ain't disturb by my decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-7924703215463063948?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/7924703215463063948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=7924703215463063948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7924703215463063948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7924703215463063948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/went-to-vivo-yesterday-and-meet-bf-at.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-2933342716157356737</id><published>2010-11-22T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T00:22:36.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to MBS yesterday with the groups of girls. it was really fun.. too bad, pictures cannot be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikea and chinatown today. Dinner at ikea :)) suppose to revamp my rooom. but decided to go shopping instead. sigh, i am really spending like a few hundreds each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meatballs, chicken wings, fish and chips, baked salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOlGFyaRqOI/AAAAAAAABQY/9lk_rSBRF3Y/s1600/154935_459247981490_642206490_6232487_2749825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOlGFyaRqOI/AAAAAAAABQY/9lk_rSBRF3Y/s200/154935_459247981490_642206490_6232487_2749825_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542037881701378274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; went chinatown to get my perfume and bought this measuring tape keychain for bf. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go sing K, but toooo late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOlGGkeGx5I/AAAAAAAABQg/AtJsIhK0GMk/s1600/IMG00049-20101121-2324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOlGGkeGx5I/AAAAAAAABQg/AtJsIhK0GMk/s200/IMG00049-20101121-2324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542037895139215250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the lesuire shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-2933342716157356737?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/2933342716157356737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=2933342716157356737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/2933342716157356737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/2933342716157356737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/went-to-mbs-yesterday-with-groups-of.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOlGFyaRqOI/AAAAAAAABQY/9lk_rSBRF3Y/s72-c/154935_459247981490_642206490_6232487_2749825_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-7472855042715046137</id><published>2010-11-18T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T20:28:50.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, precisely why you write on a blog ? everyone can read it. so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me lot of stuff . seriously  , is there no human values friendship again ?&lt;br /&gt;to me friendship between man and woman do exist. my best buds are usually guys.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, not worth a penny to mention. let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to ion and got lost in ion. like i couldnt find my way out. Ion has really bad layout, or am i just bad at navigation ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought this really really expensive "thing" for damien. was really an impulsive buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam's nearing. and my file is with dear damien !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-7472855042715046137?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/7472855042715046137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=7472855042715046137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7472855042715046137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7472855042715046137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-precisely-why-you-write-on-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3457083901023157343</id><published>2010-11-17T04:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T05:05:00.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, this to air myself abit.&lt;br /&gt;i know people has been asking about my MSN nick. whats wrong with me. but i choose to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;i know Damien knows about it and he choose to ignore my randomness. this happens all the time. I guess he is waiting for me to be EMOTIONALLY strong and i know he hates me being like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i totally agree that i am really immature and emotionally unstable all the time.&lt;br /&gt;he cant help it but choose to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of kelvin now and then. dun get me wrong, i believe i got over him.  just that i felt a bit bad when i am attached and i still think of him. i was like confuse, why do i still do that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment he msn me, i will be wondering. so i decided to tell kelvin. kelvin told me that becos he is the best, thats why i keep thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, am really glad i made that confession.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i totally agree with him that he is the best........ but that's in the past.&lt;br /&gt;the moment he told him that he is the best, i was like in my heart, no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damien is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ponder upon what eugene told me. yes it's truth, damien may not be able to afford a life that i want, but seriously, i dun need all that insincere stuff anymore. damien looks on quality rather than quantity. he's there when i really needed him and dotes on me with pretty much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, i know that damien needs a company, not a girlfriend. though he didnt really think if it but i can really see. i shall keep hush about it and see how its goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3457083901023157343?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3457083901023157343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3457083901023157343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3457083901023157343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3457083901023157343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/alright-this-to-air-myself-abit.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-4036238035379662896</id><published>2010-11-17T04:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T04:45:04.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd birthday and stuff.</title><content type='html'>i really enjoyed my 23rd birthday though this year really bad things  happened  to me. cos, was my two best friends ain't with me anymore. seriously , i thought it's going to be bad. but am really glad that, those who really cares are still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes, thursday meet up with a group of friends, cannot disclose their pictures though, cos they are real discreet ppl. we went to marina @ keepel bay for dinner and play mj aftermath. i would say, the food really sucks !! for rich ppl to go only. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, my parents and i went for dinner at AH yat and went to jp to meet damien for unstoppable. the show was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLlQ4rmvsI/AAAAAAAABOw/CVH4yA1kx-o/s1600/Picture%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLlQ4rmvsI/AAAAAAAABOw/CVH4yA1kx-o/s200/Picture%2B029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540242569875078850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLlSfjzVFI/AAAAAAAABPA/fYBLRxhoUh0/s1600/Picture%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLlSfjzVFI/AAAAAAAABPA/fYBLRxhoUh0/s200/Picture%2B016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540242597491201106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, i skip school, the doctor gave me two days MC.  Meet damien for sentosa (Siloso beach resort. we have to wait for the room , so we roam around Sentosa.  waited and waited and got the LONG AWAITED room. (was like @#$%^%^$# cos the reception didnt call and say that the room is ready. REAL BAD SERVICE .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the rest to come, we tried out the roof top jaccuzi pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put in tooooooo much bath gel, the foam actually over flow. was really damn funny cos damien was like telling me, i add in too much, and i keep insisting NO. and i remember that to drain off the excess water, you have to call room service. but he manage to figure how. ( one thing really bad abt damien is, he knows everything.... too much of everything!!! , like he can actually tell you why this and that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLmmbwdlqI/AAAAAAAABPI/xFHySPKL1lg/s1600/Picture%2B035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLmmbwdlqI/AAAAAAAABPI/xFHySPKL1lg/s200/Picture%2B035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540244039579571874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while stilllll waiting, i played monopoly deal with him (ok i taught him like first time and he wins me all the way!! WTF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the guys came and pass me this lammmmeeee birthday card. they were all like waiting for my answer and so as to receive my present !!! anyway, we played texas and monopoly deal and went off for dinner @ chilis. we took whole lot of pictures, uploaded in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLnj-xUO9I/AAAAAAAABPg/ep4MNOxJy54/s1600/Picture%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLnj-xUO9I/AAAAAAAABPg/ep4MNOxJy54/s200/Picture%2B037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540245096950414290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLnjvvAZ4I/AAAAAAAABPY/ES12XX2-EzY/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLnjvvAZ4I/AAAAAAAABPY/ES12XX2-EzY/s200/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540245092914194306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we continued the same thing and they cut the almost forgotten cake !!! my friendss. haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLofsOTQpI/AAAAAAAABPo/ZT-LDTmMh74/s1600/Picture%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLofsOTQpI/AAAAAAAABPo/ZT-LDTmMh74/s200/Picture%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540246122763862674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLof-b_74I/AAAAAAAABPw/ZBoAv5zjszQ/s1600/Picture%2B059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLof-b_74I/AAAAAAAABPw/ZBoAv5zjszQ/s200/Picture%2B059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540246127653154690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo they went home after that, cos room cannot stay soooo many pple.  damien and i  walked along the beach. wasss really sweet... but i guess the both of us were so tired, slacked at the jaccuzi pool. the view was magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLpmBWEJwI/AAAAAAAABQA/NOZlMHcvST0/s1600/Picture%2B066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLpmBWEJwI/AAAAAAAABQA/NOZlMHcvST0/s200/Picture%2B066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540247331024414466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLpl0oV4kI/AAAAAAAABP4/_pfYQ-7eZnk/s1600/Picture%2B068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLpl0oV4kI/AAAAAAAABP4/_pfYQ-7eZnk/s200/Picture%2B068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540247327611413058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to sleep after that and we were sooo tired that we can actually skip breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all the well wishes and i believe that upcoming birthdays will be lovely with all these people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you friends for coming down all the way to sentosa, sorry if it was really troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the tricky card and the tangs voucher, i know it's really hard to buy present for me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you "ahgong", coco, ling and reene for the dress and the GOLD CHAIN !!! (ok, i wont sell even if i am poor.)&lt;br /&gt;thank you mummy for you BIG BIG ANGBAO&lt;br /&gt;thank you bro and sis for that really touching bear that almost made me tear.&lt;br /&gt;thank you ling for citigems&lt;br /&gt;and as for prada lets keep a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos damien, thanks for staying up so late to make me that little secret of ours. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLrGIRUuLI/AAAAAAAABQI/xec86i4oNt4/s1600/Picture%2B070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLrGIRUuLI/AAAAAAAABQI/xec86i4oNt4/s200/Picture%2B070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540248982151018674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really happy this year, i dunnoe why, was like really better than the rest of those yrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-4036238035379662896?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/4036238035379662896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=4036238035379662896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4036238035379662896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/4036238035379662896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/23rd-birthday-and-stuff.html' title='23rd birthday and stuff.'/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qeet-5PhgQI/TOLlQ4rmvsI/AAAAAAAABOw/CVH4yA1kx-o/s72-c/Picture%2B029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-1655637673632497533</id><published>2010-11-04T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:36:12.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the emo part of me is back again. &lt;br /&gt;i really don't know why but this have to keep coming back to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it really so difficult to forget him? &lt;br /&gt;i know i will nv get back to him again unless he really change. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday he text me somethhing that i really got shaken so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i told myself, i cannot fall into his lies again. no ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really selfish on my part, i dun dare to tell damien the truth , cos i really dun want to lose him at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i dun mind losing kelvin, but i dun know why he needs to tell me all these stuffs? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can tell someone abt it. but all i get back is all scolding. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i can solve the problem. but i am confuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-1655637673632497533?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/1655637673632497533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=1655637673632497533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/1655637673632497533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/1655637673632497533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/emo-part-of-me-is-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-3867631308694518456</id><published>2010-11-03T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T01:42:13.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am........... really busy these days.&lt;br /&gt;i got no time to even watch teevee. &lt;br /&gt;lets see, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damien got into the internship for Exxon Mobil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means that i cannot go korea anymore &lt;br /&gt;i have been whining to him so much about it. &lt;br /&gt;and since i do not need to save up for the trip, i spend like crazy these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, seriously, honestly i am really pissed. but i know cannot blame him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. though like we got together  less than a month, but i really feel that, i know him for years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like everytime i get into new relationship, i brag abt how good is that person. &lt;br /&gt;but in the end, things still go wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this time i really decided to change my perception in finding the right one. when my friends saw damien, she told the rest of the group, you will never expect Cindy to be with someone like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i count myself really lucky to have him. &lt;br /&gt;and i always remember the day i got into trouble, he drove down all the way from home to fetch me to make a report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, i always tell others, i dun want to get married, i dun want kids. but i know, i have changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-3867631308694518456?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/3867631308694518456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=3867631308694518456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3867631308694518456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/3867631308694518456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>glynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383077586288043197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34730837.post-5403716704952879958</id><published>2010-10-22T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T00:34:26.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the midst of doing project. actually i am done with my part and waiting the rest to be done with theirs. my mum is in paris and damien's mum gg to china. and he is at the airport sending his mum off the plane, so here i am cos he's not free to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the haze really sucks. i can feel the heat and my back has hence infected with a few pimples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; was so angry with jeremy today. i desperately need the phone number of a taxi driver in batam and he drags sooo long to reply. i know he did it on purpose cos he tot i want to like pester him. okie, its my fault to always pester people, but seriously, ok i grew up. i know its a bit too late. but.. still... anyway.... i learnt, dun ever leave anything with ex bf cos when u need it it just sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so looking forward to the weekends. but still i need to complete my project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-5403716704952879958?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/5403716704952879958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>2010.2010</title><content type='html'>a new beginning in life. for everyone who really knows what had happened to me. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, i took 6 months to forget the whole thing. though many things happened, i still feel that kelvin is good in his ways. so no hostile towards him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that i think kelvin is pretty mad at me. haha. but anyway, sometimes we have to put a stand towards certain stuff. i do not want to be silly anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i am very blessed with a ultimate smart person. though i could definitely say that  we are not really in love, but things cannot be rushed, and i like the way it is going now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are like spending a lot of time together, and without fail, we talk on the phone and my bill is like insane. shall not elaborate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to town today and bought 2 prada bags and an impulse-buy bag. and the worst thing he didnt stop which i wish he could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had plans for my birthday. so going to sentosa villa and i wanna go USS for real. &lt;br /&gt;seriously i need a break from the stupid projectsssssssssss........ this semester is really killing me man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this sat will be eugene's  birthday, and i dunnoe what to get !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34730837-7436946212255235386?l=glynn-ing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glynn-ing.blogspot.com/feeds/7436946212255235386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34730837&amp;postID=7436946212255235386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34730837/posts/default/7436946212255235386'/><link rel='self' 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