<?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-3547706660264180797</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:13:42.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vintage chocolate</title><subtitle type='html'>don't give up on things you love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4336421117518667697</id><published>2011-04-20T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T12:53:48.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P07mZ9IivYE/Ta3GfAb0r1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/Kn_4kWjwd_c/s1600/deq%2527a.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P07mZ9IivYE/Ta3GfAb0r1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/Kn_4kWjwd_c/s320/deq%2527a.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597348147886337874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all I have to say for today. Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-4336421117518667697?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4336421117518667697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4336421117518667697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4336421117518667697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P07mZ9IivYE/Ta3GfAb0r1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/Kn_4kWjwd_c/s72-c/deq%2527a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5053496354574733395</id><published>2011-04-11T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T00:21:22.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School &amp; New School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twKgVMnYyS4/TaMp8e6iQvI/AAAAAAAAB9g/OnCumYCvTH0/s1600/206931_2008910028781_1424631397_32409584_6742907_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twKgVMnYyS4/TaMp8e6iQvI/AAAAAAAAB9g/OnCumYCvTH0/s320/206931_2008910028781_1424631397_32409584_6742907_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594361281191756530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still a little red, taken on the first night I got it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got my lock tatt, let's talk about Tattoo Aftercare :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, when you sign/fill in the form at the tattoo shop; it means your tattoo artist will not be responsible if anything happens to your tattoo after that, if it gets distorted or the wound go oozy with plasma and then scabssss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Leave the bandage(gauze) alone.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't itchy itchy hand go and touch the bandage and peel it off because you don't feel like having a hug giganto bandage. Leave it alone and start showing off after at least three hours! The reason of having the bandage is to prevent bacteria infection. Tattoo = open-flesh wound. Open-flesh wound = TOTAL BACTERIA BREEDING GROUND! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Remove bandage.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, now you can remove the bandage, AFTER THREE HOURS. When it is covered in gauze you need to make sure it is wet before you peel it off or else the skin will peel off together and will cause you terrible pain. So damp it with water before peeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Wash your tattoo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After removing the bandage, please wash your tattoo, because it's all blood and dead-skin covered already. Wash it with lukewarm water and normal soap; if can antibacterial soap. When you wash it, your tattoo might feel slick and slippery; it's a kind of plasma. This plasma creates scab. Gently massage your tattoo to clean it, if it does not come off day one, leave it 'til day two, don't rub too hard or else the ink might RUN! Avoid using your loofahs on your tattoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pat dry with towel or blow-dry it, remember not to scratch or WIPE it dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Ointment &amp;amp; Moisturize!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apply a very thin layer of ointment on your tattoo, tap it on, don't rub! I repeat, don't rub! And the reason why you want only a thin layer is so that you keep it moist, not drown it with too much ointment and end up getting 'pimples' over your tattoo! The ink will disappear along with the 'pimples'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can use what's easy to get; such as Nappy Rash Cream: &lt;b&gt;Bepanthen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQYWeU4sHNNfccJx-cfEcqlriv-1blX-VhSa4Xm4KLjrRebsevk" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pic source: Google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Get it at any &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watsons.com.my/"&gt;Watsons&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;store near you, or any local pharmacies :) I got mine at &lt;b&gt;Watsons &lt;/b&gt;for RM11.80 &amp;amp; after four months, it's not finished yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Shedding! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No, you don't go shed, the skin on your tattoo does. It will cause itchiness but DON'T EVER GO AND SCRATCH OR PEEL IT! If the skin is peeling off, it means it's healing, so it's good! DON'T SCRATCH IT! If it is itchy, pat it. If it feels dry, put ointment. If it is not dry, it will not itch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all the aftercare you can get from me! Colored tattoos are usually easier to take care off because of the less in contrast with your skin compared to black colored tattoos, like the tribal butterfly of mine. If the color comes out, go get a touch up. Usually touch-ups cost you a 'lil but mine is free. Well, you should touch up sometimes, it gives your tattoo the 3D feel. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a nice day people! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5053496354574733395?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5053496354574733395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/04/old-school-new-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5053496354574733395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5053496354574733395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/04/old-school-new-school.html' title='Old School &amp; New School.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twKgVMnYyS4/TaMp8e6iQvI/AAAAAAAAB9g/OnCumYCvTH0/s72-c/206931_2008910028781_1424631397_32409584_6742907_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-736208395872004239</id><published>2011-04-07T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T02:32:40.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitamin C!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;pennyqi.blogspot.com! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I came home smelling like oranges; after peeling oranges for tomorrow morning, very randomly I decided to talk about peeling oranges! :) More like how to peel them! Peeling oranges is a part of my daily routines at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000699350893"&gt;Brewster's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, besides washing and setting up things and serving and taking orders and giving back the customers' change. Whoa, rambling, STOP. &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'm gonna give you some really childish scribbles to make things easier, because, you know; sometimes explaining is a little too h-a-r-d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tools needed:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A stainless steel spoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-An orange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, let's get the peeling started! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lutBNZImhms/TZyn443VTxI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/tJZmaYBtMDk/s1600/orange.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lutBNZImhms/TZyn443VTxI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/tJZmaYBtMDk/s320/orange.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592529433066295058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Cut off the top and bottom part of the orange (as shown in scribbles above). Cut about 5 cm's off, just nice enough for it to stand vertically.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5v8RkxKJ1Q/TZyn4n_Bk-I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/hHiVJS3o7cc/s1600/orange2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5v8RkxKJ1Q/TZyn4n_Bk-I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/hHiVJS3o7cc/s320/orange2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592529428535153634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2. Then, make it stand and cut gently as shown (the two vertical lines).&lt;b&gt; CAUTION:&lt;/b&gt; Don't cut it through and through. Instead, cut as thick as the peel, try not to cut the juicy flesh inside. Use force nice enough like how you would pet your small little bunnies or kitties. &lt;i&gt;If you're a pet abuser, don't try this at home ;o&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;3. Take the spoon and stab it right between the peel and the flesh, above the white fleshy layer* that we all tend to not eat because it is a little bitter. With that, you tug the flesh and peel of the orange apart. &lt;/blockquote&gt;You get me? LOL. That's how you peel and orange to juice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips 101 ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;*White fleshy layer= &lt;b&gt;Pith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pith actually has a lot of vitamins too! And all the antioxidants needed by our body. Erm, yeah, healthy. Of course it's bitter, just don't peel off the entire pith, a little will do no bitter-harm. (:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and, if you roll the orange ; if makes peeling easier as the peel is 'loosened from its pith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your oranges are frozen, mommy left the chiller too close to freezer temperature, it hardens. Soak your oranges in water first, let it thaw/defrost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope it helped, share with me how you remove them peels by commenting`! (:&lt;br /&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/3547706660264180797-736208395872004239?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/736208395872004239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/04/vitamin-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/736208395872004239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/736208395872004239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/04/vitamin-c.html' title='Vitamin C!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lutBNZImhms/TZyn443VTxI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/tJZmaYBtMDk/s72-c/orange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4192556386983957925</id><published>2011-03-24T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T17:24:03.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reckless Driving &amp; Slips.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FP0Ak1geX6E/TYsK2oPYhHI/AAAAAAAAB8U/E0saJEkDrws/s320/dedit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587571696314385522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8Uj30sB98c/TYsK28qlOqI/AAAAAAAAB8c/LQipFv04z0k/s320/medit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587571701797173922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uT3D9imjss/TYsFaziU-5I/AAAAAAAAB7s/za05oMJQNrY/s320/ledit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587565720752159634" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_96297WVVLw/TYsK3csYGGI/AAAAAAAAB8s/jNmJJewLSL8/s320/z2edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587571710394636386" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frBUIG8nnWk/TYsFbArHNFI/AAAAAAAAB70/nqLlErJb9oI/s320/z12edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587565724278666322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fpy7lE-D7kw/TYsFwkJwjbI/AAAAAAAAB8M/tjfbIwvHroU/s320/24edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587566094579699122" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KdyFvbFvXBY/TYsFbqNojAI/AAAAAAAAB8E/ZMEc7V_b89o/s320/z40edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587565735429311490" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgcn-NRzTIU/TYsFbRpjAwI/AAAAAAAAB78/h-Kc6m45zkM/s320/z35edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587565728835502850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not going to write a long essay here &amp;amp; one picture tells a million things. So I think there's a few millions here already, ain't that enough, you ungrateful biatch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; drove, no pictures though D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love all my friends like they are family, because they are. I love you I love you I love you! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&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/3547706660264180797-4192556386983957925?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4192556386983957925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/reckless-driving-slips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4192556386983957925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4192556386983957925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/reckless-driving-slips.html' title='Reckless Driving &amp; Slips.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FP0Ak1geX6E/TYsK2oPYhHI/AAAAAAAAB8U/E0saJEkDrws/s72-c/dedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8683532409770931907</id><published>2011-03-21T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:14:44.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Curls and Early Wake Up Calls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0Mt8m5pDJA/TYdjdqTNsnI/AAAAAAAAB7U/45NS8jOT0C0/s320/tf9.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586543223998624370" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was from my pre-birthday hangout in 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ns8TOz4fhA/TYdjEoDjbBI/AAAAAAAAB60/LjsBVHARFLY/s320/Pic249.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586542793899338770" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is from today, 2011 on &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look at all the difference! &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;was all so sweet and innocent (refer to first picture) but now she's all mean and not-so-innocent! HAHA! Just kidding, we changed, we all did. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see what we did today on &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;'s SUPER EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY`!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was sleeping soooo nicely until she got a phone call at 9am! Sharp right at nine-o'clock. Only when my &lt;b&gt;Man Man Ha Ni &lt;/b&gt;ringtone went off that I realized I have three unread messages.  And the missed call was from &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;. Messages all told me to get ready because our ride will be in front of my house at 10am! I sat right up and called &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;, she said she's coming over or something, I was still half-asleep anyways and I ended up taking a shower and applying my eye-makeup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then after another one or two more missed calls, I was ready and &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;showed up in front my house gate right on time and &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;called to tell she's on her way. I gave &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;her early-in-the-morning-birthday-hug! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went to some comic book rent place to photostat some documents then it was breakfast for me and &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;at &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Old Town &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(because &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;needs to head home to pass the photostated documents to her mom) before &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;came to pick us up again to &lt;b&gt;Tesco &lt;/b&gt;to do some grocery shopping! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HVJgN6m1lDM/TYdjFBmsp1I/AAAAAAAAB7M/J_LA-MR6cHI/s320/Pic266.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586542800757630802" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xP92T6y2vRg/TYd1t9qSEaI/AAAAAAAAB7c/zSMXPOa7BHA/s320/sssssss.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586563295282860450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7p_4MqXWBw/TYdjEwH6lBI/AAAAAAAAB7E/a2tD7WQICBU/s1600/Pic257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7p_4MqXWBw/TYdjEwH6lBI/AAAAAAAAB7E/a2tD7WQICBU/s320/Pic257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586542796065117202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5IOkVNDypkM/TYdjENB2WVI/AAAAAAAAB6s/up1P1nQID6Q/s1600/Pic253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5IOkVNDypkM/TYdjENB2WVI/AAAAAAAAB6s/up1P1nQID6Q/s320/Pic253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586542786644433234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAISYARAH MAZLAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know I love you no matter how crazy you tend to get and how hyper you are! That's what makes you, you. Tough you have new friend and I do too, but I want you to know that you can always come to my place, my messy room and sit there and tell me your problems. But please give me a call first so that I'm awake and you're not talking to a dead/sleeping log. You can always borrow my eyeliner, but remember, I don't have mascara. You can always give me a call and we'll go out for a drink, I'll do the drinking (wink wink) and I'll make sure you get your iced-chocolate drink. You can always call me to go to the field near my place and we can talk and sing and jump all around all you want ! Love you hon, may God bless you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, you can cry now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8683532409770931907?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8683532409770931907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/hair-curls-and-early-wake-up-calls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8683532409770931907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8683532409770931907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/hair-curls-and-early-wake-up-calls.html' title='Hair Curls and Early Wake Up Calls.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0Mt8m5pDJA/TYdjdqTNsnI/AAAAAAAAB7U/45NS8jOT0C0/s72-c/tf9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5726467980304279231</id><published>2011-03-14T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T01:16:26.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ribbons &amp; Secretarial Work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-USIny4MBW10/TXzxaoD0dtI/AAAAAAAAB6E/yhqphaYAvxM/s320/Pic048.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583603077764904658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was from &lt;b&gt;Mommy &lt;/b&gt;dearest's birthday where &lt;b&gt;Thomas &lt;/b&gt;led us to the wrong place and while waiting for him to come and pick us up, we camwhored :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdI-XyRieTc/TXzxbW6RLoI/AAAAAAAAB6c/FftC7fkSbv0/s1600/Pic156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdI-XyRieTc/TXzxbW6RLoI/AAAAAAAAB6c/FftC7fkSbv0/s320/Pic156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583603090341310082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That day, &lt;b&gt;Thomas Dai Lou &lt;/b&gt;bought rice from &lt;b&gt;Vanggey&lt;/b&gt;! Woot woot ! Spicy like no other! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmiyIyd2-M8/TXzxbInfqJI/AAAAAAAAB6U/TW0FuiLXFq4/s1600/Pic165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmiyIyd2-M8/TXzxbInfqJI/AAAAAAAAB6U/TW0FuiLXFq4/s320/Pic165.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583603086504470674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miss Fish&lt;/b&gt; dropped by one night! She taught me a lesson: Fishies drink seawater! &amp;amp; she's one fishie that drinks beer and uses tissue! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKHkyMUyW-k/TXzxa9TBrOI/AAAAAAAAB6M/WAUbPaH7LRA/s1600/Pic184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKHkyMUyW-k/TXzxa9TBrOI/AAAAAAAAB6M/WAUbPaH7LRA/s320/Pic184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583603083465829602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First&lt;b&gt; Black Label &lt;/b&gt;night, before ! No after picture because it looks too horrible to be shown and the quality is really bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-rLmCYSmY8/TXz1aafxRJI/AAAAAAAAB6k/gmn9fxsr6ik/s320/Pic167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But here's the driving home after the&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;second&lt;b&gt; BL &lt;/b&gt;session :D Look at the time, 12 something in the AM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; passed her driving test !!!!!!! But &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt; still won't let me drive her car! She offered the &lt;b&gt;Unser &lt;/b&gt;but I didn't want to drive that huge car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just did some online shopping and heck, I shouldn't do it anymore! HAHA! I'm one big spender! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would love to Happy-Birthday-Shoutout here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NAZIRUL SYAZWANI&lt;/b&gt; a.k.a.&lt;b&gt; Cha'oi! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An awesome deskmate and friend when I stepped into the so called honeymoon year in school. Had lots of great times together even though it wasn't for long! I miss you so much &amp;amp; I wish you with all my heart the best in everything ! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ROCKYYYYYYYYY! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my ex-colleague from &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt;! The experiences shared and things taught, I'll never forget any of it! Thanks and I wish you all the best in life! Have a blast man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gah, sleepy, got to go, I left my make up bag in &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt;! Shizzz! Luckily I have my baby oil in my room, if not I'll wake up a zombie tomorrow morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love you, do you know? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5726467980304279231?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5726467980304279231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/ribbons-secretarial-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5726467980304279231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5726467980304279231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/ribbons-secretarial-work.html' title='Ribbons &amp; Secretarial Work.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-USIny4MBW10/TXzxaoD0dtI/AAAAAAAAB6E/yhqphaYAvxM/s72-c/Pic048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5684883803722638222</id><published>2011-03-04T13:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:30:26.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Necessity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Never knew getting out takes so much planning! HAHA! It was &lt;b&gt;Thomas&lt;/b&gt;' birthday party and &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Kevin &lt;/b&gt;and I went in the same car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kevin &lt;/b&gt;was a paranoid kid! LOL! &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt; and I had to go through a ride full of real bad Cantonese directions, but it was cute! Really entertaining! (: The high lights were on and we passed by a police car but didn't notice until &lt;b&gt;Kevin&lt;/b&gt; told us. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDYRyh0hg_0/TXCEky9iJ-I/AAAAAAAAB50/qL7dygLlEgM/s320/Untitled-1jj.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580105706002065378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 &lt;b&gt;Sotplaks &lt;/b&gt;+ 1 Paranoid &lt;b&gt;Kevin&lt;/b&gt;= &lt;b&gt;Thomas&lt;/b&gt;' Birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, checked out my phone's map because &lt;b&gt;Thomas&lt;/b&gt;' house = so confusing to get to! In the end, needed &lt;b&gt;Thomas &lt;/b&gt;to lead the way out all to &lt;b&gt;McD&lt;/b&gt;. That dude switched on the whole siren thing which was super cool; would have been even cooler if he cleared the road for us! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home and &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;was amused how we actually got lost around &lt;b&gt;Pengkalan &lt;/b&gt;area and needed a guide out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt; pictures to do the talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM7iDTZ999M/TXCBPtbCJNI/AAAAAAAAB5s/dDzORRlmY9E/s1600/DSC00734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM7iDTZ999M/TXCBPtbCJNI/AAAAAAAAB5s/dDzORRlmY9E/s320/DSC00734.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580102045203047634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we had to work from morning, this would be our daily face washing routine ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJLgLmK4idk/TXB_Yek2YCI/AAAAAAAAB5k/T1wvwyKU9vo/s1600/Pic093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJLgLmK4idk/TXB_Yek2YCI/AAAAAAAAB5k/T1wvwyKU9vo/s320/Pic093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580099996813254690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah Cong&lt;/b&gt;'s specs. 8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fztJ_ggFZ90/TXB_YKPUKNI/AAAAAAAAB5c/LoAgPHTOZJQ/s1600/Pic053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fztJ_ggFZ90/TXB_YKPUKNI/AAAAAAAAB5c/LoAgPHTOZJQ/s320/Pic053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580099991354222802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see many many foreign beers, you see? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-QhRvFZTw8/TXB_X4_PRxI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ct0MMEhfw-Y/s1600/Pic073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-QhRvFZTw8/TXB_X4_PRxI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ct0MMEhfw-Y/s320/Pic073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580099986723391250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last driving lesson, before heading to &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-QhRvFZTw8/TXB_X4_PRxI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ct0MMEhfw-Y/s1600/Pic073.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4sR2ryPwBo/TXB_X7jkInI/AAAAAAAAB5M/ITXxxX1KkI0/s1600/Pic105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4sR2ryPwBo/TXB_X7jkInI/AAAAAAAAB5M/ITXxxX1KkI0/s320/Pic105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580099987412623986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was so bored during break time, so... LOL.&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/3547706660264180797-5684883803722638222?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5684883803722638222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/necessity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5684883803722638222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5684883803722638222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/03/necessity.html' title='Necessity.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDYRyh0hg_0/TXCEky9iJ-I/AAAAAAAAB50/qL7dygLlEgM/s72-c/Untitled-1jj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2025467637986932051</id><published>2011-02-22T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:17:23.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polaroid Pictures.</title><content type='html'>Back after weeks of double shifts and I'm proud to say; I'M STILL SURVIVING!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some recaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Watched two movies: &lt;b&gt;The Mechanic&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Shaolin &lt;/b&gt;then &lt;b&gt;Sanctum&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Had quality time/lunch with &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;two days straight. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The butterfly is fully healed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Had a really fucked up &lt;b&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/b&gt; minus the surprises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Got a ring so pretty, my wedding ring will be of that kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Oh, I had an enjoyable &lt;b&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I learned a lot about things, about people and the ugly truth of the human nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will have some pic-spam here ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@&lt;b&gt;Wan Bang&lt;/b&gt;'s place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-vJqaRKarU/TWN7tDx2hHI/AAAAAAAAB40/B1TR5m76Le0/s1600/wan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-vJqaRKarU/TWN7tDx2hHI/AAAAAAAAB40/B1TR5m76Le0/s320/wan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576436777653535858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't be fooled by the logo, it's no &lt;b&gt;McD &lt;/b&gt;coke, it's beer ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mA82ZoOTDQ/TWN7szSWSqI/AAAAAAAAB4s/KoIu6b0fpMs/s1600/pedit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mA82ZoOTDQ/TWN7szSWSqI/AAAAAAAAB4s/KoIu6b0fpMs/s320/pedit2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576436773226433186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@&lt;b&gt;Starbucks &lt;/b&gt;with &lt;b&gt;Ein&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qU6CXvnLTzw/TWNza-sZboI/AAAAAAAAB4k/yOKJPHg4z7I/s1600/wedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qU6CXvnLTzw/TWNza-sZboI/AAAAAAAAB4k/yOKJPHg4z7I/s320/wedit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576427670957813378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--eWUJ1WcXxk/TWNzauUTu4I/AAAAAAAAB4c/T-zkRAW-lZQ/s1600/sedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--eWUJ1WcXxk/TWNzauUTu4I/AAAAAAAAB4c/T-zkRAW-lZQ/s320/sedit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576427666561809282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4LpTWYu4Uho/TWNzaVB2uYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/2A-Mbl58n5E/s1600/takeedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4LpTWYu4Uho/TWNzaVB2uYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/2A-Mbl58n5E/s320/takeedit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576427659773524354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movies with &lt;b&gt;Ein&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8rgOGcVOqU/TWNzaFhnyQI/AAAAAAAAB4M/ZL199DyDAy8/s1600/edited2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8rgOGcVOqU/TWNzaFhnyQI/AAAAAAAAB4M/ZL199DyDAy8/s320/edited2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576427655611795714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's more but sadly, procrastination is my middle name :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I need to Polaroid-picture everything !&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/3547706660264180797-2025467637986932051?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2025467637986932051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/polaroid-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2025467637986932051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2025467637986932051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/polaroid-pictures.html' title='Polaroid Pictures.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-vJqaRKarU/TWN7tDx2hHI/AAAAAAAAB40/B1TR5m76Le0/s72-c/wan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2631854428662381340</id><published>2011-02-03T03:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:06:48.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firecrackers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(39, 78, 19); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;GONG XI FA CAI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;PENNY CHONG SHU QI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; "&gt;she is the best chinese girls I ever known. she does not like others typical chinese girl who love to be friend with their own races more than knowing other races. we start to be close to each other when we're in Form 4. she sit behind me and since then we're getting closer to each other as the time passes. we also always be together whenever the teacher ask us to form a group. indeed, she is the best english essay writer in every exam. total mark of our SPM continuous writing is 50 and she always got 40 marks and above which is my friend and I are hardly to get it. I always love to read her essay because her essay will turn out to be something that I never imagine about it even the title are the same ! I always adore you dear. and I wish you the best in future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; "&gt; much love, skinny zerra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no matter what you say, she's the best! ;)&lt;div&gt;I love her and all my friends for that! You guys know who you are. I would trade anything to have just one more day with you guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad totally woke us up with firecrackers! = =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 3.5AM now &amp;amp; I just came home from &lt;b&gt;MP &lt;/b&gt;after a last minute call from &lt;b&gt;Annie&lt;/b&gt;. Met new people &amp;amp; learned A LOT of things. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm tired and there's no pictures because they're all in&lt;b&gt; Joanne&lt;/b&gt;'s DSLR. Will get them from her soon! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night guys, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-2631854428662381340?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2631854428662381340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/firecrackers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2631854428662381340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2631854428662381340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/firecrackers.html' title='Firecrackers!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7906218283197174353</id><published>2011-02-02T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:49:45.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A butterfly and cherry blossoms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are some of the photos from the farewell hangout; too lazy to edit them so I just fixed the contrast.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At &lt;b&gt;Kbox&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUkaXFTNvGI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Q3wDuiDjCI0/s320/bb5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569011398082411618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jerall &lt;/b&gt;; the hyper one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUg-dt7z49I/AAAAAAAAB3g/SLbyfLOn3ek/s320/bb6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568769619511206866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie&lt;/b&gt;; the super fair one! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUg-doQaiSI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/9MaVgDgoii4/s320/bb2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568769617987012898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;; still sober.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At &lt;b&gt;Barbeza&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUg-eYe2QSI/AAAAAAAAB34/peUQSCC2vh8/s320/bb3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568769630932451618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;; after a couple of beers. (Shall we compare the sober and un-sober picture! Even &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; looks UN-SOBER. LOL.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUg-eIWVfwI/AAAAAAAAB3w/gWbc-sJmTfQ/s320/bb4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568769626601783042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joachim&lt;/b&gt;; the main character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUg-dzgPFCI/AAAAAAAAB3o/5-3gRk8F5Mg/s320/bb1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568769621006160930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smita&lt;/b&gt;; the psycho awesomeness! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My appointment with &lt;b&gt;Tiffany &lt;/b&gt;went well and had a great afternoon with &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;; eating and wasting money! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The pain reminds me of when I used to cut, it's the exact level of pain, but this time it turned out pretty and not full of scars. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3547706660264180797-7906218283197174353?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7906218283197174353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/butterfly-and-cherry-blossoms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7906218283197174353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7906218283197174353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/butterfly-and-cherry-blossoms.html' title='A butterfly and cherry blossoms.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUkaXFTNvGI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Q3wDuiDjCI0/s72-c/bb5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-3580864121172046106</id><published>2011-02-01T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T01:31:35.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the way you lie.</title><content type='html'>Monday was&lt;b&gt; Joachim&lt;/b&gt;'s farewell. Went to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parade &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;to walk with &lt;b&gt;Ong &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Janice &lt;/b&gt;then headed to &lt;b&gt;Jusco &lt;/b&gt;to meet up with all the others. At &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kbox&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, it took me a while before singing. &lt;b&gt;Joachim&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Annie&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Jerall&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Ong &lt;/b&gt;were present. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later then we went to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Barbeza &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;to meet up with &lt;b&gt;Rocky &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Auntie J &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; to eat. The pizzas are amazing! Like seriously! ;) &lt;b&gt;Uncle James&lt;/b&gt; arrived later, then &lt;b&gt;Smita&lt;/b&gt;. Oh, so did&lt;b&gt; Mr. Unicorponny&lt;/b&gt;. Had &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiger&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;beer, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Piña colada&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&amp;amp; ended with &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gin Tonic&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joachim &lt;/b&gt;sent me home smelling like &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malboro &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and different cigarettes all over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have my hands on the pictures as soon as possible! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye, need to go out early tomorrow! An appointment with &lt;b&gt;Tiffany&lt;/b&gt;! I want it done as soon as possible!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-3580864121172046106?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3580864121172046106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-way-you-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/3580864121172046106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/3580864121172046106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-way-you-lie.html' title='Love the way you lie.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-94913035258571566</id><published>2011-01-30T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T02:23:08.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: Ice Lemon Tea ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: Annie, but no credit to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: 'Chai Shen Dao' in Yee Leng's car. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: The night I was drunk, I was shitfuck scared that I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: Never dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: No, never dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone and regretted it: They were for games and there's nothing to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: Refer to my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: Drunk; yes, threw up; yes, during the hangover. ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIST TWO FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Made a new friend: Yes! More than one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Fallen in love: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Laughed until you cried: Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Met someone who changed you: Yes, people change all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Found out who your true friends were: I'm getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out someone was talking about you: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Kissed anyone on your friend's list accidentally : This year? No, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: Three quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many kids do you want to have: Two, just two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you have any pets: My own? Nooo, that's sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you wanna change your name: Never, I love it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What did you do for your last birthday: I don't remember, serious, I need to have a party sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What time did you wake up today: 10.30AM, but left the house LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Chatting online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Name something you CANNOT wait for: Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last time you saw your Mother: A few minutes ago, which reminds me I need to bathe; she nagged about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: Nothing, nothing at all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: My brother talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Thomas yes, Tom no. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now: How sore my legs are but I'm too lazy to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited webpage: Facebook, Livejournal, Blogger, Youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What's your real name: Penny Chong Shu Qi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What's your nickname: Miss, Aminah, QiQi, PennyQi, Shu Qi, TVB (= =")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Libra, I insist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female: Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Elementary school: RPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Middle School: RPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. High school/college: RPS/Hopefully Raffles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour: Dyed brownish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short: Long but too short for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Height: 168cm only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you like about yourself: Well, myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings: Eyebrow, tongue, helix, lobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: ;) Soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty: Righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery: Yet to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: 5 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: Abby/Reshween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined in: Netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation: Genting, when I was still in a stroller! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers:  How am I supposed to remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to: Bathe, then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to: Still listening to my brother talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting for: Tuesday! ( How many times do I have to say that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids: Yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Career: We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes: The smile; how the lips form a smile and how the eyes twinkle when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller: Taller, must be taller :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: It doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: It's not too greedy to ask for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: Arms, to hold me and hug me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: Depends on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship, hook-ups are okay when I'm bored.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant: Gosh, neither!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger: Yes, yes, we all did, just admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor: Yes, joke of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost your glasses/ contact: Yes, my contacts!!! Shitty small transparent thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date: Never dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken someone's heart: Yes, all the time and I get mine broken the same so we're tied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died: No, I couldn't; am I bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend: I've love all my friend, so yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself: Yes but I have doubts, so no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles: A little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven: Yes, I want to go there someday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus: I want to. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels: Yes. Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today: Haha! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go: No, I want to be where  I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be: The last day of SPM, I shopped till my legs hurt! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love: Yes, very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths: Okay  okay, that's not exactly a question but yes. &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;Went to &lt;b&gt;Starbucks &lt;/b&gt;with &lt;b&gt;Ein &lt;/b&gt;this afternoon after picking up the design from &lt;b&gt;Joachim&lt;/b&gt;. Was going to disturb &lt;b&gt;Mr. Unicorponny&lt;/b&gt; longer if not because my phone battery was running low. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will have a second appointment with &lt;b&gt;Tiffany &lt;/b&gt;this Tuesday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farewell on Monday, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lazy, bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-94913035258571566?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/94913035258571566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/starbucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/94913035258571566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/94913035258571566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/starbucks.html' title='Starbucks.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7584938689848159469</id><published>2011-01-27T00:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T01:56:05.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unicorponnies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;其实我害怕，你的心里还住了其他的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我害怕，时间久了，你会慢慢冷淡我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我害怕，你会不爱我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我害怕，我说分手的时候，你不再挽留。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我害怕，在我生气的时候，你不再哄我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想成为你的第一个人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以不是你第一个喜欢的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以不是你第一个牵手的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以不是你第一个拥抱的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以不是你第一个亲吻的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以不是你第一个拥有的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以，可以，可以不是你的种种第一&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我希望&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以是你遇到痛苦，第一个想倾诉的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以是你遇到快乐，第一个想分享的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以是你遇到挫折，第一个能依赖的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以是你今生以后，第一个可以相伴的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的可以是你心中某一个可以“第一”的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请将你心里的某个“第一”放心的交给我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会是将它紧紧守护的“第一个人”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wan Bang &lt;/b&gt;didn't arrive early as promised, he didn't really promise but he made me get up early and head down to &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt;. He was late because of&lt;b&gt; Yong Kit&lt;/b&gt;, totally forgiven because he has a great smile. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched '&lt;b&gt;Great Day&lt;/b&gt;' with &lt;b&gt;Hon Sum&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Kelly &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Yen Wei&lt;/b&gt;. Funny shizz! Almost got me teary eyed if not because it was so cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to work after that and that's pretty much it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasn't in the mood the whole evening because of the whole period cramp crap. Speeding after work was great though! Not fast enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be working double shifts tomorrow, so see ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah, notice how every paragraph starts with a 'W'? That's cool. Haha.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUBfUQMUNiI/AAAAAAAAB3M/q-9UlHImDWY/s320/ywedit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Toodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-7584938689848159469?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7584938689848159469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/unicorponnies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7584938689848159469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7584938689848159469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/unicorponnies.html' title='Unicorponnies.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TUBfUQMUNiI/AAAAAAAAB3M/q-9UlHImDWY/s72-c/ywedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8122554997008727059</id><published>2011-01-24T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:22:40.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a G6.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TT2ZIgMrzxI/AAAAAAAAB3E/fxcXqHjwoZs/s1600/onestep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TT2ZIgMrzxI/AAAAAAAAB3E/fxcXqHjwoZs/s320/onestep.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565773085860941586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driving was a total shit ass crap but who cares! I don't, really! I just need to be as good to pass!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'&lt;b&gt;Faster&lt;/b&gt;' starring&lt;b&gt; Dwayne Johnson&lt;/b&gt;? The action is nice but hell no, not the storyline, it ended to fast. So it's not recommended yeah. But if hanging out with &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Joachim&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Rocky &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Annie&lt;/b&gt;? Totally recommended. :) Sure wish I stayed longer,&lt;b&gt; Wan Bang&lt;/b&gt; came super late though, according to &lt;b&gt;Joachim&lt;/b&gt;, he lives the closest to &lt;b&gt;Parade&lt;/b&gt;. = =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real, when &lt;b&gt;Thomas &lt;/b&gt;called, I had no idea it was him! The phone call was funny... He called to join him and &lt;b&gt;Kevin &lt;/b&gt;at MP but we had to leave soon to send&lt;b&gt; Yee Wen&lt;/b&gt;, so we declined. Next time maybe! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pictures, another small regret but there'll be chances soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I'm a proud Hakka! ;)&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/3547706660264180797-8122554997008727059?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8122554997008727059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/like-g6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8122554997008727059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8122554997008727059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/like-g6.html' title='Like a G6.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TT2ZIgMrzxI/AAAAAAAAB3E/fxcXqHjwoZs/s72-c/onestep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8987233214340606237</id><published>2011-01-24T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T02:06:06.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Franziskaner !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TTxssgl9MOI/AAAAAAAAB28/1skA-Oz8YtU/s1600/xo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TTxssgl9MOI/AAAAAAAAB28/1skA-Oz8YtU/s320/xo4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565442751442268386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a random picture of me and the crazy one, Evelyn! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks for taking the drinks in my place! If not I would already be dead by now! That's what friends are for! Thanks, &lt;b&gt;HS&lt;/b&gt;! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'll be posting now since tomorrow I'll have a busy day ahead, busier than when I work! I'll be going to the bank in the morning, then driving lesson after that and then movie with the guys and girls &amp;amp; then attend my nephew's firsttttt birthday! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was fun when&lt;b&gt; Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt; and I tried to sneak drinks for &lt;b&gt;Jerall&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah, too lazy to continue typing. I'll just sign off with a happy schooling day to those who still needs to go to school and have an awesome new week ahead for those who're school-free! Hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find me at Brewster's if you're bored and if you miss me! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be at RPS on Thursday afternoon and Saturday morning. Ahem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8987233214340606237?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8987233214340606237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/franziskaner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8987233214340606237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8987233214340606237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/franziskaner.html' title='Franziskaner !'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TTxssgl9MOI/AAAAAAAAB28/1skA-Oz8YtU/s72-c/xo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-9019405175973635952</id><published>2011-01-21T00:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T00:50:22.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss AK47 in the house!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Bourbon Whiskey&lt;br /&gt;Brandy&lt;br /&gt;Cointreau&lt;br /&gt;Gin&lt;br /&gt;Lime&lt;br /&gt;Rum&lt;br /&gt;Vodka&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey&lt;br /&gt;Soda Water&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that you'll get? &lt;b&gt;AK47! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kah Weng&lt;/b&gt; bought us staff a few rounds of drinks! Wootsss!! &lt;b&gt;Jayson &lt;/b&gt;from &lt;b&gt;Baliz &lt;/b&gt;became our temporary bartender! Cocktails for all! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got me so fucktarded drunk I woke up with all clipped off memories of last night and bruises here and there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found out I'm a hugger when I get drunk! Daaaaamn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to work with a terrible hangover, vomited twice then continued setting up until 12 before I really 'woke up'. &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Joachim &lt;/b&gt;gave me a new nickname; &lt;b&gt;Mrs. AK47&lt;/b&gt;. But I prefer 'Miss' so, it's &lt;b&gt;Miss AK47&lt;/b&gt; from now onwards! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW, &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; needs to stay a good girl for two weeks, if not, it's seriously &lt;b&gt;Cinderella&lt;/b&gt; for me...&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/3547706660264180797-9019405175973635952?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/9019405175973635952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/miss-ak47-in-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/9019405175973635952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/9019405175973635952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/miss-ak47-in-house.html' title='Miss AK47 in the house!!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8061279263491257986</id><published>2011-01-17T11:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:16:37.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never liked Mondays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TTQjt1dXpBI/AAAAAAAAB20/aluCUKWZwas/s1600/parade.jpg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TTQjt1dXpBI/AAAAAAAAB20/aluCUKWZwas/s320/parade.jpg9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563110710060753938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitches, it's another Monday; so I promise a post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Honsum&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Johnny &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Sing Chee&lt;/b&gt; yesterday.&lt;b&gt; Evelyn &lt;/b&gt;joined us later. &lt;b&gt;'Season of the Witch' &lt;/b&gt;with &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Kbox &lt;/b&gt;with the rest. I always thought I looked matured enough to pass 18+ movies. I always did for &lt;b&gt;'Jennifer's Body'&lt;/b&gt; and etc. but apparently not for &lt;b&gt;'Season of the Witch'. &lt;/b&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;Devastation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agony?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hatred&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depression? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;DISAPPOINTMENT?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, but one of those or the mixture of some of those drove me into the wicked claws of alcohol last night. Sent me down the deepest layer of hell. Never would have thought that I could get drunk or disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, my &lt;b&gt;Heroes of the Earth&lt;/b&gt;, wish I could have been there for you like you are always there for me during those bitchtarded moments. I'll also &lt;i&gt;try &lt;/i&gt;to make an effort not to call you only when I THINK I am drunk. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate you, you should know that but you're too oblivious ignoring my presence to let me let you know. But I told you in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loathe you, you should know that too but maybe there's a reason I never managed to let you know. That I couldn't tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I... Yeah, that. &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/3547706660264180797-8061279263491257986?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8061279263491257986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-never-liked-mondays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8061279263491257986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8061279263491257986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-never-liked-mondays.html' title='I never liked Mondays.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TTQjt1dXpBI/AAAAAAAAB20/aluCUKWZwas/s72-c/parade.jpg9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6374354983354851031</id><published>2011-01-10T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:09:05.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TSqp3lZMWbI/AAAAAAAAB2s/HZYvPULuEBk/s1600/thewhatever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TSqp3lZMWbI/AAAAAAAAB2s/HZYvPULuEBk/s320/thewhatever.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560443462337976754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. You learn about people with different life backgrounds, different experiences and different personalities. In my case, they're people with a whole lot of different experiences from different countries even. It's nice. So here's my work experience. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been out of touch with people from school, I need to find some time for them but I guess, this is life after school. Not awesome but life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'll only have time to blog every Mondays since they're my day-offs. And my fan-fictions also. No inspiration at all and my designs. :( I need more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life is never easy, you survive if you learn how to. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-6374354983354851031?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6374354983354851031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6374354983354851031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6374354983354851031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/work.html' title=''/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TSqp3lZMWbI/AAAAAAAAB2s/HZYvPULuEBk/s72-c/thewhatever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6117251585745769430</id><published>2011-01-04T16:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:05:41.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse you, puppeteer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TSLXzWvt6QI/AAAAAAAAB2c/JJf7vA5GJTU/s320/dec72.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558242167407634690" /&gt;Made a visit to the school to hand up all my text books! Phew! Gosh, now I'm so tired and I'm about to head out to work already! And my eyeliner is missing!! Oh no!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I have a pink &lt;b&gt;Rilakkuma &lt;/b&gt;umbrella :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TSLcS8VPWNI/AAAAAAAAB2k/zj1qak-3sI4/s320/rilakkuma.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558247108119582930" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I worked alone. The only waitress in the house tonight, but luckily &lt;b&gt;Auntie JJ&lt;/b&gt; is back! :) It was nice talking to the kitchen staff and learned a lot of new things! Not tired but I'm going to bed now, heading to the bank tomorrow afternoon and then work again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-6117251585745769430?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6117251585745769430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/curse-you-puppeteer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6117251585745769430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6117251585745769430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/curse-you-puppeteer.html' title='Curse you, puppeteer.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TSLXzWvt6QI/AAAAAAAAB2c/JJf7vA5GJTU/s72-c/dec72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2420834841782240000</id><published>2011-01-03T21:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:10:25.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thorns of a Rose.</title><content type='html'>Another trip out to send &lt;b&gt;Siew Jun 哥&lt;/b&gt; off at the stadium. Woke up along with &lt;b&gt;Joanne &lt;/b&gt;and had Mom drop me off at &lt;b&gt;McD&lt;/b&gt;. Called &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;out for breakfast since &lt;b&gt;Kelly &lt;/b&gt;wasn't awake then and there's no way I would go to her place so early. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a long discussion with &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;and she brought me to &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;'s place on her motor again, without helmet with a L license. HAHA! Turns out &lt;b&gt;Evelyn&lt;/b&gt;'s already up and in the room already. So we waited for&lt;b&gt; Hon Sum&lt;/b&gt; to reach before &lt;b&gt;Kelly's Mom&lt;/b&gt; drove us to the stadium. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to miss that dude already, no idea why though, we hung out almost everyday in the last few weeks and started a whole new year with the big family. If only all 6 of us could gather together again :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checked out movie showings on&lt;b&gt; Kelly&lt;/b&gt;'s princess-tempered computer! HAHA. Then &lt;b&gt;Facebook&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Hon Sum&lt;/b&gt; did a really daring thing; It's okay, life has to go on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lunch with the 6 of us plus &lt;b&gt;Kelly's Mom&lt;/b&gt; and my &lt;b&gt;姐妹. &lt;/b&gt;There was one freezing moment watching &lt;b&gt;Gulliver's Travel&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;Parade&lt;/b&gt;. Oh, met one of the kitchen dude's from &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;Parade&lt;/b&gt;. Didn't recognize him at first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that was one whole screwed up lecture from my parents after that because of miscommunication. She didn't pass the message even when I told her to! And he didn't pass the message when he should have!  I don't have the mood to post anymore, I should be calling &lt;b&gt;Siew Jun 哥&lt;/b&gt; now anyways, so bye. Now, &lt;b&gt;Siew Jun 哥 &lt;/b&gt;should be the one listening to my problems. :(&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;She's one scary woman, manipulative and deceiving! I can't believe so many people fell for it, Yours Truly included. Reshween, you were right! You ARE always right! Damn, can you scream 'I TOLD YOU SO' in my face right now?! She did it alright! Playing a fool out of all of us, now there's only a few more left to uncover the truth of this woman! I'll wait, I'll sit and wait for this to happen. The main reason, the reason behind every single thing. I won't use the word 'hate' on her because hate comes only if there's love. There's never love between us. No! Never before and never will. What's your right to butt into our business? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I did was sit there quietly and do nothing. It feels so horrible every time and just talking about it makes me feel like crying. :'( Never a better time to use this sentence than now; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;多的是 你不知道的事 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish we could settle everything once and for all. Why make things so complicated?! Still, talking with &lt;b&gt;Siew Jun 哥&lt;/b&gt; is always nice, better still if face to face. Sure wish we knew each other earlier. Take care in NS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to lurk around at &lt;b&gt;Hon Sum&lt;/b&gt;'s blog just to listen to the playlist of his. T-T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe I actually dropped tears. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNE CHONG SHU WEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My one and only sister!! You know I love you no matter what so don't expect more than just this sentence :)&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/3547706660264180797-2420834841782240000?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2420834841782240000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/thorns-of-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2420834841782240000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2420834841782240000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/thorns-of-rose.html' title='Thorns of a Rose.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4854319649472500071</id><published>2011-01-02T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:34:38.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Off Without You.</title><content type='html'>Waterfall; never been to one but it was awesome! Though I got myself a few cuts here and there. Nevertheless, it was awesome! ;) The cold water, whispers, hot spring, changing in a small tight cubicle with three people, ten people squeezed in one car, Lady Gaga on the stereo, family portraits, red wine, dinner and sneaky drive home! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have pictures, YET, but I'll post them as soon as I get them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Siew Jun&lt;/b&gt; gor, will miss you when you're gone. Will come and visit you once I get my car license! Haha! Along with the big family la :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-4854319649472500071?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4854319649472500071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/better-off-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4854319649472500071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4854319649472500071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2011/01/better-off-without-you.html' title='Better Off Without You.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5436109727080732350</id><published>2010-12-29T01:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T00:29:14.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm sorry to say but, it has been more than half a year already compared to time less than a week. I'm fairly disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him: "Study properly...Must study properly, okay?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't drunk or anything but I seriously mean it. But those words weren't meant for him. It was for another one. There's a standard there for you to reach, you need to understand that, whoever you are, reading this. There's always a standard for you to reach to satisfy one's heart, no matter your parents, teachers, friends, lovers, colleagues or anything. Mine's easy, your capability. I don't ask for more. That's all I need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep doing one thing, at 12.06 every night, until I'm certain the feeling is gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to remember us as two person, who met, under pure fate and yes, that's how we met and that's the one fragment of happiness that I wish to keep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having this stupid nosebleed going on here so I better run off and get more tissues and sleep on it before I bleed out. Cross your fingers and hope that I get suffocated by my own blood and die of asphyxiation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never had suicidal thoughts for a long while already but it's back now, for the worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, natural deaths are too common, suicides are overrated; how about a sad pathetic death?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like taking a ride at night just cruising around. Or wearing sandals in a rainy evening, eating&lt;i&gt; ice-kacang&lt;/i&gt;, in Camerons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER, let's make the 31st our one last time before we all go on our own paths and before we step into the real world ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, first day at Brewster's? It was alright. Plus, the crews are awesome. No orders for me today though. Not the right timing. &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/3547706660264180797-5436109727080732350?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5436109727080732350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5436109727080732350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5436109727080732350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/apologies.html' title='Apologies.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1702915878466446321</id><published>2010-12-25T17:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:14:32.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk Kisses and Morning Whispers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRbbfzKkY8I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xq_wjlp6EVw/s1600/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRbbfzKkY8I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xq_wjlp6EVw/s320/xmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554868529765049282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Merry Christmas people. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday afternoon, the &lt;b&gt;GAYS &lt;/b&gt;gathered together again! All 6 of us, finally together after two years! Made a last minute call to get the cab and got over to &lt;b&gt;McDonalds' Pengkalan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later after that I took another cab straight to &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;'s place for the party that night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One word, memorable as hell. No matter how &lt;b&gt;painful &lt;/b&gt;and somehow how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; it was! Then all of us slept-over at &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;'s place, all tightly packed in one room, trying to sleep. = =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met new friends, &lt;b&gt;Johnny&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yi Xuan&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yi Hui&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Hon Sum&lt;/b&gt;. (&lt;b&gt;Hon Sum&lt;/b&gt;, you're here because at Parade that day you didn't introduce yourself! HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I swear, &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Eberwein&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Evelyn&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Hon Sum&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Siew Jun&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Sing&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Chee&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Johnny&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yi Hui&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yi Xuan&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt; Ah Loong &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Sherilyn&lt;/b&gt;, craziest CHRISTMAS BUNCH EVER :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was amazing, something to be reminisced of and like I always say, good or bad they are all memories, that will be remembered for the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few of the highlights; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOMEONE couldn't open the red wine!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANOTHER got stripped! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;TEDDY BEAR attacks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;SIP SIP sneak-outs!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rescue missions!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Late night calls!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spray attacks! (which I very cleverly avoided by keeping quiet)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOME MOSQUITOES very noisy in the morning!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can get a break from &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt;, let's get together again on New Years! We should make it a promise, to gather all together every time, to have fun and forget everything but the fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of&lt;b&gt; Brewster's&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt; starting training on Wednesday ! :D Yay, the later shift, same as mine! That dude at &lt;b&gt;Brewster's &lt;/b&gt;remembered me. Oooh. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Bye, will edit this later, I need to sleep.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited it. I'm somehow glad I went. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1702915878466446321?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1702915878466446321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/drunk-kisses-and-morning-whispers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1702915878466446321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1702915878466446321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/drunk-kisses-and-morning-whispers.html' title='Drunk Kisses and Morning Whispers.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRbbfzKkY8I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xq_wjlp6EVw/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5605957598619776538</id><published>2010-12-23T20:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:22:28.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley, Kitkat and Me.</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;b&gt;Seng Hoo&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Priscilla&lt;/b&gt;, let's go scream our lungs out again. I think I need it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRNI3L_-flI/AAAAAAAAB1o/CFAgbGRnmB8/s1600/dec22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRNI3L_-flI/AAAAAAAAB1o/CFAgbGRnmB8/s320/dec22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553862878429085266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so good, I feel like throwing up every single thing. I think I'm getting sick.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will start working at &lt;b&gt;Brewster's&lt;/b&gt; on the 28th. Wish me luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate hate hate &lt;b&gt;Smiley&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*throws up*&lt;/div&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;I'm going to write more; short meaningless posts are getting more icky to me. (yeah, right, you're just lazy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know sometimes when you're in a dilemma or a problem or when you feel like the whole world's collapsing after your broken heart, people around you seem to be really annoying. For example, whatever they say seems like they're belittling your problem and the world is actually a really bright and colorful place and all that shit. Yeah, you getting what I'm saying now? Okay, if you're not, here's another example; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: Oh, my world is so dark, I want to die and forget everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Awww, it's okay. Don't worry, it's nothing. You'll get over it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are A, and to you, what you hear B say is : "Just suck it up bitch, it's life." Well, it is most probably B's true meaning, but you're depressed and you choose to be in denial. You have the rights to because you're depressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough examples?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah, that. When you're in that kind of situation, or anything similar to that, the whole world is wrong and they NEVER felt what you're feeling at the moment. Everyone's a dipshit, everyone should die because they don't understand you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's been there and has done that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the dark clouds go bye bye, you'll realize that these kind of friends who even bothered to talk to you about it, and not choose to ignore you, are the best. They make you smile in the end, even during your dilemma, making you forget about it for a while and then think positive enough to type out a post about it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even though guys are clueless (they are!) I know some who cares enough to listen to me about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you guys too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, one meaningful post from &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you very much and I'll see you soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Oh, the layout's temporary. Will edit it soon)&lt;/i&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/3547706660264180797-5605957598619776538?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5605957598619776538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/smiley-kitkat-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5605957598619776538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5605957598619776538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/smiley-kitkat-and-me.html' title='Smiley, Kitkat and Me.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRNI3L_-flI/AAAAAAAAB1o/CFAgbGRnmB8/s72-c/dec22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5962538762073566454</id><published>2010-12-21T17:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:21:23.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invincible Youth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRB-M6gDkhI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/c_yQtRWQ_Ro/s320/house7.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553077100875059730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRB-Mhk9u7I/AAAAAAAAB1I/_wU-YMkO1R0/s320/house3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553077094184762290" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRB-NYJg1OI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/NLlA8athgzk/s320/house1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553077108833572066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day out at &lt;b&gt;Parade&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;came with &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;to express their inner whacko-ness due to depression(?) HAHA. Then, like, always, we went to the field near my place. Camwhored a little and called the kid who just finished SPM out! HAHA!!! Fishie partner, &lt;b&gt;Nasyim &lt;/b&gt;reached after a while of directions from all the direction-idiots (well, I admit, it's just me) Had fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should do it more often. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will post pictures from Camerons as soon as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's spend Christmas together, shall we?&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/3547706660264180797-5962538762073566454?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5962538762073566454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/invincible-youth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5962538762073566454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5962538762073566454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/invincible-youth.html' title='Invincible Youth.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TRB-M6gDkhI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/c_yQtRWQ_Ro/s72-c/house7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5580496219009022822</id><published>2010-12-11T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:34:51.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Will Go On.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TQOTXcQawjI/AAAAAAAAB1A/03Oz8Kj3SuE/s1600/kbox45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TQOTXcQawjI/AAAAAAAAB1A/03Oz8Kj3SuE/s320/kbox45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549441196781912626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TQOTXMnQuMI/AAAAAAAAB04/sX5XS1W3TGU/s1600/kbox3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TQOTXMnQuMI/AAAAAAAAB04/sX5XS1W3TGU/s320/kbox3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549441192582756546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TQOTWtWpo5I/AAAAAAAAB0w/7DqpN_QPm38/s1600/kbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TQOTWtWpo5I/AAAAAAAAB0w/7DqpN_QPm38/s320/kbox.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549441184191587218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from the long hiatus. &amp;amp; I'm gonna post about &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;'s KBOX partay yesterday! &lt;div&gt;Though it was awkward at first, it got better...screw all the formal talk and everything, we had fun! Nice meeting the guys and had a crazy finale to wrap up the whole thing with &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photographer was great ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singers were entertaining! C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scandal couple was great :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drinks were too much! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kpop blind-singing was &lt;b&gt;DAEBAK&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&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: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should do it more often! The guys should all come back to Ipoh someday, yep that's a good idea. We should we should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5580496219009022822?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5580496219009022822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-back-from-long-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5580496219009022822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5580496219009022822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-back-from-long-hiatus.html' title='My Heart Will Go On.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TQOTXcQawjI/AAAAAAAAB1A/03Oz8Kj3SuE/s72-c/kbox45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-3012034627766188791</id><published>2010-11-16T15:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T00:00:32.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Identity of A High School Graduate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOJFbkPhIBI/AAAAAAAAB0I/bc_dEfwQbaQ/s320/4rk1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540066831506677778" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOJFbcditII/AAAAAAAAB0A/pE9dIQzRkis/s320/5BG.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540066829418017922" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOJDnXoTNzI/AAAAAAAABzg/TEGItMCa0Oo/s320/d.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540064835256137522" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOJFbz6rXMI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ApxPgJGZAWI/s320/faie%2Bpenny.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540066835714235586" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOJHo6EQOAI/AAAAAAAAB0g/C4prkOtsRhU/s320/at.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540069259726567426" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOKSc2xt1DI/AAAAAAAAB0o/QFk5WRYGGhc/s1600/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOKSc2xt1DI/AAAAAAAAB0o/QFk5WRYGGhc/s320/aaa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540151516057162802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last day of school today. I'm going to skip the entire morning part since there's nothing much. Let's go straight to where we had to hug the teachers and ask for forgiveness. What touched me the most was my new BM teacher said; (translated)&lt;i&gt; "Penny, I didn't see you for so long already. You have to score A+ okay!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost cried when she said that... Awwwwww..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I reached the end, seriously I felt like crying but no tears unfortunately. But I made the others cry though; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter bad memories or good, they are memories; memories created by the one and only Avicennians. So unique, even all the teachers acknowledge it! The best batch, no matter academically or personality wise! The loud and proud us will never let you teachers down. True, we don't cooperate most of the time but no matter what, we're family; the Avicennian family, the family that never breaks down no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all, for all the memories during the last two years of my high school life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First batch to graduate and yet the most unique batch~&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't be dismayed at goodbyes.  A farewell is necessary before you can meet again.  And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends.  ~Richard Bach&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.  ~Ivy Baker Priest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Where can I find essays like yours after this?" -Pn Sushil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know she praised me in front of the Block AV class, I'm proud teacher, and really glad you think I'm that good. Thank you very much, teacher. For all the advices and support these two years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the 'Flour War'! It started with &lt;b&gt;Mas &lt;/b&gt;with her face full of flour; she tired to hug me and get the flour all over me! Then spotted &lt;b&gt;Faie &lt;/b&gt;with a packet of flour in her pocket, the idea of getting it all over &lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;struck me little evil mind! HAHA! The attack troupe was &lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;and myself!!!! Target= &lt;b&gt;Deq'a&lt;/b&gt;!  Later on, the attack got from one person to another until I got flour all my hair, the inside of my clothes and all over! Curse the flour!!! But it was fun, running around chasing targets and screaming our lungs off! Except the small the fact that I almost choked on flour! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, &lt;b&gt;Fatin Nadira Abdul Nasser&lt;/b&gt; who is most probably reading this two hours later as asked, I'll miss you so much! We might not get the chance to meet up so often anymore but if you need me, I'll be a phone call away, as promised. Do your absolute best in everything! Pay attention in class! Haha. Miss us a lot okay!! Take care of yourself. &lt;i&gt;Jadilah senior yang sempoi macam &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Penny &lt;/b&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my juniors, good luck in life, choose your course package carefully so that you won't regret later. Senior &lt;i&gt;sempoi &lt;/i&gt;signing off~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all from &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt;, won't be updating until another twenty days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-3012034627766188791?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3012034627766188791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/11/secret-identity-of-high-school-graduate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/3012034627766188791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/3012034627766188791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/11/secret-identity-of-high-school-graduate.html' title='The Secret Identity of A High School Graduate.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TOJFbkPhIBI/AAAAAAAAB0I/bc_dEfwQbaQ/s72-c/4rk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6158662662542264935</id><published>2010-11-14T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:58:47.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason to live by.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TN_VX7EkT7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/gzDsxi0Fbr4/s1600/wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TN_VX7EkT7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/gzDsxi0Fbr4/s320/wine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539380673659555762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you continue to act like this, I'm sorry pal. So not worth it. I expect a friend to at least be there, that's all. You don't need to do all sorts of extravagant unnecessary things for me but if you're like that; might as well as if I don't exist, should I care? Do you want me to care? I used to know how to make you smile no matter what but my existence, now, does it not matter anymore to you? So, there goes; good bye.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, for the umpteenth time, wish life could be that easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A glass of alcohol or two will never make one feel better, that's a fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel the feeling I felt when it was the last day of school two years back. There's no longing feeling, the feeling of having to depart from friends or the daily short period of happiness for 6 hours every five days of a week. Maybe because the feeling went with them two years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is so unpredictable, I feel like I should really get a fling sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is so dull, I wish to throw paint right at it in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is so boring nowadays, there's no meaning to do anything, anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I'm not emo (okay, maybe slightly but it's all because of the rain) but I'm simply ranting my thoughts here, in this abandoned blog. *sweeps away web*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, life. Let's go, read some fiction, shall we?&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/3547706660264180797-6158662662542264935?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6158662662542264935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/11/reason-to-live-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6158662662542264935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6158662662542264935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/11/reason-to-live-by.html' title='Reason to live by.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TN_VX7EkT7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/gzDsxi0Fbr4/s72-c/wine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2295491898026676103</id><published>2010-11-14T15:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:51:18.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth or Dares and Kiss on Cheeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TN-TuveLpWI/AAAAAAAABzI/Bu2jtMa_-jY/s1600/pennylove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TN-TuveLpWI/AAAAAAAABzI/Bu2jtMa_-jY/s320/pennylove.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539308497915323746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey there. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just want to let you guys know, my camera phone has 'passed away' so no latest pictures, just words from today onwards. Gosh, how I loved that phone, that five year old phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On  a &lt;s&gt;happier&lt;/s&gt; worse note, the Internet connection at home is screwed, like totally screwed because it gets disconnected and reconnected again and again. Very annoying. So if I don't reply you in Facebook, it means I'm using the phone and twitter is easier to log into; sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, like any candidates out there, I can't wait for SPM to end. Just end already, even though the future is still blurry to me but SPM is a phase I can't wait to get over with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, maybe get a job so that I can go to college. That, is, so, sad. But that, unfortunately, is life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had fun last night and drunk ranting with my &lt;b&gt;MSN buddy&lt;/b&gt; was fun. So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Anyways, can I go sleep now?' &lt;/i&gt;Seriously, who does 'cute' anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-2295491898026676103?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2295491898026676103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/11/truth-or-dares-and-kiss-on-cheeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2295491898026676103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2295491898026676103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/11/truth-or-dares-and-kiss-on-cheeks.html' title='Truth or Dares and Kiss on Cheeks.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TN-TuveLpWI/AAAAAAAABzI/Bu2jtMa_-jY/s72-c/pennylove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2534961416594235343</id><published>2010-10-16T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T23:40:27.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JEDA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Jeda&lt;/b&gt;- pause(noun) : a short period of inaction; temporary stop, break, or rest, as in speaking or reading; hesitation; interruption; delay. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEq8RY8-I/AAAAAAAAByw/1GeLH5IeJjE/s1600/iis3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEq8RY8-I/AAAAAAAAByw/1GeLH5IeJjE/s320/iis3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528666259586610146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEq2VDPUI/AAAAAAAAByo/B4NfkSuX9GY/s1600/iis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEq2VDPUI/AAAAAAAAByo/B4NfkSuX9GY/s320/iis2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528666257991351618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEqhWHGFI/AAAAAAAAByg/vL-SB_KPzS4/s1600/iis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEqhWHGFI/AAAAAAAAByg/vL-SB_KPzS4/s320/iis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528666252358654034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEqhWHGFI/AAAAAAAAByg/vL-SB_KPzS4/s1600/iis.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures from the same day but apparently &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;changed her clothes too many times! Hairstyle too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started off with waking up a tad too late so &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; had to run around the house with cracked heels trying to get ready before &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;reach the house. Forgotten to put on a plaster then we left the house. &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;called when I was looking for my flats(I left them in the CRV) and I lied, saying I had to go to a workshop, then right after hanging up, she called Mai who was just right in front of me. &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;lied and said, she's on the motor on her way. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached, &lt;b&gt;Adib &lt;/b&gt;miraculously knew we reached and told &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;to close her eyes and brought her to us, &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;almost knocked me down when she came to hug me. = =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was getting ready for her performance and we walked around, checking out the exhibitions. We met &lt;b&gt;Nasyim&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Junior&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Nicholas&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Ja Syu&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Deanna &lt;/b&gt;and everybody! Haha. Later on, &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Adib &lt;/b&gt;and I saved the day! We helped out with the Zapin performance girls, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; pricked her finger more than twice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Became a P.A. for &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started having slight sore throat before leaving to &lt;b&gt;JJ&lt;/b&gt;. We reached there and ate lunch at &lt;b&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/b&gt;. Havoc but the two guys (&lt;b&gt;Ansari &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Syafiq &lt;/b&gt;a.k.a.&lt;b&gt; Peya&lt;/b&gt;) were so quiet, it felt like they were sitting at a different table. Started the whole &lt;i&gt;JEDA&lt;/i&gt; convo when &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;left, so fun! AT FIRST, that is, because &lt;b&gt;Nasyim &lt;/b&gt;teamed with &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;. = = Fun gone right there right then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys shopped, I suck at guy wear shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;and I went and did a bit of our own shopping. Met up with the guys and &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;(who returned again) at &lt;b&gt;Big Apple&lt;/b&gt;. Then everything happened! (That sounds so dramatic, well it was, a part of it that is) Partly, all we did was block traffic, standing in the middle discussing what we should do, contemplating, cracking jokes and end up without any outcome. Yep, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; rolled her eyes more than once to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, we went home without watching any movies or K-boxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out at&lt;b&gt; Sya&lt;/b&gt;'s place and talked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly &lt;/b&gt;came home with more cracked heels, sore throat and really sore toe. Ugh. So tired. Going off, I think I'll die if I continue staying up till so late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-2534961416594235343?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2534961416594235343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/10/jeda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2534961416594235343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2534961416594235343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/10/jeda.html' title='JEDA.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLnEq8RY8-I/AAAAAAAAByw/1GeLH5IeJjE/s72-c/iis3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7849040361145012681</id><published>2010-10-14T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T03:19:05.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the playground!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TROgeybxR_I/AAAAAAAAB14/Ga7jNveGfho/s1600/pennyaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TROgeybxR_I/AAAAAAAAB14/Ga7jNveGfho/s320/pennyaw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553959216272721906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, like I twitted, I actually wanted to fill this post with pictures, like totally spam this post but since &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;didn't give me the cable for her camera, no pictures. Awwwww. Such a bummer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I got hit by the two stupid basketballs! First, when &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;and I were on the slide thing and this kid threw the ball around &lt;i&gt;everywhere&lt;/i&gt;! So yeah, it hit my back. And the second one was when &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;and I were walking on the reflexology paths; there were dudes playing basketball at the court near the path. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; was walking backwards, laughing at &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;and cheering her to keep walking when suddenly the ball went right at my back, AGAIN! I think I'll fail both my kidneys like that. First the right, then the left,&lt;i&gt; do I look like a bullseye board to you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hanson&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Jessica &lt;/b&gt;and my cousin sister-in-law came and joined us! Hee, with &lt;b&gt;Kitson &lt;/b&gt;also after that, took more pictures, called &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;for help when her camera started vibrating like crazy, camwhored and did almost every thing possible at the playground. It was great! Really amazing! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked home and Mai hung out at my very-not-clean room; we chatted like we would at &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;'s house or at &lt;b&gt;Resh&lt;/b&gt;'s ! Aww, I miss that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pictures, so sad, nothing to describe! HAHA. So I'm going to go off now, tired already, have been active the whole day! Oh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;RESHWEEN&lt;/b&gt;!!! OMG OMG OMG! &lt;b&gt;ADAM LAMBERT! &lt;/b&gt;She's at the concert right now dancing and singing her ass off for sure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and! SAENGIL CHUKHA(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; "&gt;생일축하)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;AZURA&lt;/b&gt;!! I sang to her 5 times in 5 different languages!!! I'm so cool! She's the coolest person I know! So cool and chill! Azura is also the greatest monitor ever!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Give someone a hug today, one person needs an average of 8 hugs per day! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-7849040361145012681?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7849040361145012681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-at-playground.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7849040361145012681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7849040361145012681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-at-playground.html' title='A day at the playground!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TROgeybxR_I/AAAAAAAAB14/Ga7jNveGfho/s72-c/pennyaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4388540621841062979</id><published>2010-10-12T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:44:51.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You spin my head right round.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Phew, finally &lt;b&gt;Blogspot &lt;/b&gt;is working today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to say: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Singing with &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;in class is awesome and stress relieving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I'll be starting the &lt;b&gt;Sebastian &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Alois &lt;/b&gt;drawing really soon. These few weeks have been really hectic. No rest even on weekends. Soon. The drawing will come soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I'm trying to earn money, need my drawing expertise? XD Give me a call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- That's all, nothing much, really. So I'll post pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLQaD9xGfDI/AAAAAAAAByQ/uzJ6dpgjCJo/s320/faiep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Small sized but totally violent! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLQaEAYY_nI/AAAAAAAAByY/InUi4l1L0JM/s320/aaa.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527071298814541426" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super cute brace face of mine! She's mine! Rawrrr, don't be jealous &lt;b&gt;R.E.D.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all from me, nothing else to update. Bye. &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/3547706660264180797-4388540621841062979?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4388540621841062979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-spin-my-head-right-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4388540621841062979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4388540621841062979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-spin-my-head-right-round.html' title='You spin my head right round.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TLQaD9xGfDI/AAAAAAAAByQ/uzJ6dpgjCJo/s72-c/faiep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1469449188310499606</id><published>2010-09-28T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T23:54:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventeen Birthday Candles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; to me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;on Sunday for a pre-celebration since this whole week Mai&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and I have to stayback to retake our trial papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got &lt;b&gt;Aiden &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Ellie &lt;/b&gt;from the two &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TKIJAvHAqAI/AAAAAAAABxw/xJxV39ynqLw/s320/aidenandelie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TKIJAWuQ4yI/AAAAAAAABxo/V0J91kCAEMo/s320/aidenandellie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I talk to &lt;b&gt;Aiden&lt;/b&gt;, he's fun, he's a fun pink whale plushie. And &lt;b&gt;Aiden &lt;/b&gt;is of course named after &lt;b&gt;Donghae&lt;/b&gt;, our &lt;b&gt;Fishy &lt;/b&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TKIJBBza2PI/AAAAAAAAByA/ExdvCa51AL0/s320/tf2e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TKIJBMG7SYI/AAAAAAAAByI/e4C-3uWWHAQ/s320/tfe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before that, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; had some fro-yo courtesy of &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;. Later then we went to &lt;b&gt;K-Box&lt;/b&gt; for some karaoke session. If you were there, it would be so embarrassing and awkward for you to watch! The two literally sang their heads off! Then we took a cab back to &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;'s place; we hung out, talked about what we talk about, then &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;'sent' me home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;28th SEPTEMBER 2010.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up to a lot of texts wishing me 'Happy Birthday' and all, great start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I went to school, I didn't say a thing and no one remembered until one of them wished me, &lt;b&gt;Pitha&lt;/b&gt;'s reaction was hilarious! &lt;b&gt;Chucky &lt;/b&gt;passed me a card from an anonymous sender, no signature no nothing, until I saw the word 'mint ice cream' then I knew it was &lt;b&gt;Ein&lt;/b&gt;. I like how we have something to remind each other of each other. :) I got myself two classes singing me the 'Happy Birthday' song and I was seriously awed. &lt;b&gt;Joanne &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Shireen &lt;/b&gt;baby came up to my class just to see me to wish me. So many hugs and flying kisses. &lt;b&gt;Zura &lt;/b&gt;even gave me the honor to greet the teacher! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't express my gratitude enough, 100+ wishes on Facebook(messages and wall comments) least expected wishes and everything. Today was nice, really nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And &lt;b&gt;Faie Freak&lt;/b&gt; vandalized my arm by doing this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TKIJAxwvMtI/AAAAAAAABx4/fk-GZdjZyuc/s320/hb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't have to talk, just show them this they'll automatically remember it's my birthday and wish me! HAHA. Iloveyou &lt;b&gt;Faie &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Usually I don't celebrate my birthday, but surprisingly, today my sister, &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;came home from tuition with a cake! Black forest cake! ;) HAHA, that ass, I woke up this morning and I saw a handmade card on her table already but it didn't have her signature so I'm not going to take it! HAHA. Sign it,&lt;b&gt; Joanne Chong&lt;/b&gt;, I know you're reading this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pornstar &lt;/i&gt;even got a pair of earrings from &lt;b&gt;Hazerra &lt;/b&gt;hun. (Pornstar's my nickname from her, I honestly have no idea why) Today was great, I have 9 minutes left before I make my wish and go to sleep, I hear that it works :) Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah, I'd also like to wish three other people a &lt;i&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/i&gt; besides myself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIAH AMIRAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;who was born at 8.18 in the morning while I 8.16 at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carmen Lai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;b&gt; SHIN DONGHEE&lt;/b&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saengil Chukha Hamnida~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/3547706660264180797-1469449188310499606?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1469449188310499606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/seventeen-birthday-candles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1469449188310499606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1469449188310499606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/seventeen-birthday-candles.html' title='Seventeen Birthday Candles.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TKIJAvHAqAI/AAAAAAAABxw/xJxV39ynqLw/s72-c/aidenandelie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6903487494454054222</id><published>2010-09-15T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:56:45.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Posting 101.</title><content type='html'>Nah, it's not any tutorial to teach you guys how to blog online. I'm posting from my phone that's all(omg,my first time!). I got my phone back this morning when I went back to the old house and the battery died. I searched high and low finding for a charger, luckily I found one and when I turned on my phone: 54 missed calls and 12 text messages!  What a shocker, to me at least. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry guys, for not answering the phone and not replying your messages. It happens all the time, I don't know why but whenever it's the holidays, my phone privileges seem to go whacky and I end up losing all the connections with the outside world. People won't be able to reach me during that time at all. A curse I tell you. =_=    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to my tuition now and practically freezing to death right now. That's all, a short update from Yours Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved back people! No Internet except the phone which sucks actually because my fingers are cramping right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-6903487494454054222?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6903487494454054222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/mobile-posting-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6903487494454054222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6903487494454054222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/mobile-posting-101.html' title='Mobile Posting 101.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1383239006522517322</id><published>2010-09-11T08:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:14:03.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! My Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dramabeans.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/oml_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 670px;" src="http://www.dramabeans.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/oml_31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;b&gt;Mommy &lt;/b&gt;let our computer fella handle the Internet issue and all, the Internet in the Kledang house is still running :) Hence, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; downloaded a whole bunch of clips and watched&lt;i&gt; Oh! My Lady&lt;/i&gt;. 10 more episodes to go since I'm not downloading it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving is such a hassle and I was even woken up by &lt;b&gt;Daddy &lt;/b&gt;at 12am to go to the new house to unpack my things and put them in the cupboard. Then we got home 2hours later, add one hour to the journey back home. It was crazy but at least now the few things I'll need to unpack later is my notebook and accessories' case. Ah! Some dude broke my full length mirror! WTH! May God bless him during his 7 years of bad luck period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention the new room's pink, really pink but luckily the dark colored furniture balanced out the pink and it looks quite nice, I've got to say. My keyboard lies right beside me and now I'm finding a place to put the notebook. Where oh where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post pictures once I stop being so lazy and addicted to&lt;i&gt; Oh! My Lady&lt;/i&gt;. HAHA! The only reason why I posted is because of the drama, really. HAHA. To spread the awesomeness, you see. :) For a 31-year old, &lt;b&gt;Chae-rim&lt;/b&gt;(actress on the left) is really pretty. Needless to say, &lt;b&gt;Siwon &lt;/b&gt;is hot with his chocolate abs(I should stop here, I'm not fan-girling for &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;here).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're too lazy to watch or isn't sure if you want to watch, just read the recaps &lt;a href="http://www.dramabeans.com/tag/oh-my-lady/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TIrVReq1BXI/AAAAAAAABxQ/pazJHQsgFZI/s320/siwon+yubin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The two out of three reasons why I watch it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another reason is that it's just too cute, it's all about the cute factor in this drama ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TIrXn6MBrZI/AAAAAAAABxY/F090fqBoRKI/s320/donghaewp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah, this is my most successful DA submission with 746 downloads. Lee Donghae, most people's bias. It's true. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm leaving to watch more of the cutesy drama, bye.&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/3547706660264180797-1383239006522517322?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1383239006522517322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1383239006522517322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1383239006522517322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-lady.html' title='Oh! My Lady'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TIrVReq1BXI/AAAAAAAABxQ/pazJHQsgFZI/s72-c/siwon+yubin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7964872951521715424</id><published>2010-09-09T07:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T07:46:45.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Just Fall in Love Again</title><content type='html'>So this will be my last post before I get any Internet connection after I move back to &lt;b&gt;G.R&lt;/b&gt;. It's seven-thirty in the morning right now, &lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt;'s out to buy breakfast. I loaded  a whole &lt;b&gt;CRV&lt;/b&gt;-full amount of things but there are still tonnes left, especially things from my room! I realize I have too many clothes and shorts and books and DVDs and electronic devices (notebook, PSP, radio, camera, phones, headphones and earphones, chargers for respective things and pendrives and mem. cards) then the gigantic hula-hoop. Facepalm-ing myself right now. OTL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, &lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt;'s out, so I'm sneaking myself some Internet time to type this and download some &lt;b&gt;Empire Kids &lt;/b&gt;episodes before the Internet's officially gone, I'm going to do some revision after I move but I will die without any entertainment, TV does not entertain me that much anymore, well, except the upcoming new season of&lt;b&gt; Criminal Minds&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I have this new favorite drink; milk! Like really milk! Drank two days in a row, I feel fairer. HAHA! Too late to drink for any improvement height-wise but it's good for your bones and teeth no matter what age you're at right? Right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jaycee&lt;/b&gt;'s on the mattress on the floor beside me right now, she won't budge at all. Her alarm went off three times to &lt;b&gt;David Castro's '&lt;i&gt;Let's Just Fall in Love Again'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. She reaches her phone and presses the snooze button and goes off to sleep again. I'll need to shout at her later, but not now, I need some peace and quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aminah &lt;/b&gt;would like to wish all her Muslim friends a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HAPPY AIDILFITRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIG time greetings to all of you out there! I want &lt;i&gt;Raya &lt;/i&gt;cookies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May peace be upon you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Jawab salam, jangan tak jawab. hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3547706660264180797-7964872951521715424?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7964872951521715424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-just-fall-in-love-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7964872951521715424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7964872951521715424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-just-fall-in-love-again.html' title='Let&apos;s Just Fall in Love Again'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1051491867186628712</id><published>2010-09-02T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T20:15:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TH-Urkvm5vI/AAAAAAAABxI/frmGjhFU1kg/s320/editedtree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you believe in magic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh snap! I just remembered (since &lt;b&gt;Prusho &lt;/b&gt;reminded me) I write my essays like crazy so I ended up with seven pages for my trials paper. Since we need to retake all our exam papers, am I suppose to write another seven pages worth of essay?! I don't memorize my essays so it's kinda hard for me to rewrite the entire thing! It will definitely be a different story then and my right wrist has been in pain since last month I don't think I can write that long anymore. Well, that's depressing. What a depressing thought. I don't want to repeat my English paper or my Arts paper! Dayum! I can't recreate original pieces of mine! Ah, this is so frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been packing my things into boxes and only the manga/anime section took up one whole box! Where to put my novels and dictionaries? And those textbooks, workbooks- I can't wait for school to be over! I suppose I'm lucky I didn't take out the &lt;b&gt;Detective Conan&lt;/b&gt;'s out of the box since the last move, they're still perfectly organized in the box in my cupboard. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to move, staying in &lt;b&gt;Kledang &lt;/b&gt;is as depressing as having to retake my English paper!(GOD NO!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will not be online for three weeks or more after this because we all know how slow TM works and how long it takes for the Internet to start running again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care and I love you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1051491867186628712?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1051491867186628712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-you-believe-in-magic-oh-snap-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1051491867186628712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1051491867186628712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-you-believe-in-magic-oh-snap-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TH-Urkvm5vI/AAAAAAAABxI/frmGjhFU1kg/s72-c/editedtree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5092476782145118742</id><published>2010-08-30T04:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T04:47:56.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polaroids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THrGQPTI0AI/AAAAAAAABxA/0x-oqbsXfEk/s1600/happypillspola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THrGQPTI0AI/AAAAAAAABxA/0x-oqbsXfEk/s320/happypillspola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510935076328230914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had fun editing this picture, I was bored and really hungry. Grr. And now I'm tired, so I'm off people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is moving on the 13th next month, back to where everyone is at, &lt;b&gt;G.Rapat&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will see you guys around yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5092476782145118742?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5092476782145118742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/polaroids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5092476782145118742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5092476782145118742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/polaroids.html' title='Polaroids.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THrGQPTI0AI/AAAAAAAABxA/0x-oqbsXfEk/s72-c/happypillspola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4675888195138847271</id><published>2010-08-29T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:26:52.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fictitious Lifestyles.</title><content type='html'>Went to the mall today with &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Kitson &lt;/b&gt;while &lt;b&gt;Mommy &lt;/b&gt;went to check the furnitures that we ordered :) Actually managed to buy &lt;b&gt;Aunty&lt;/b&gt;'s t-shirt even though it's a different one, but it's cute so I hope she'll like it. I bought myself one also! A hooded top. Found &lt;b&gt;Detective Conan&lt;/b&gt; Volume 68! Go me! Bought &lt;b&gt;Kuroshitsuji OVA&lt;/b&gt; too, haha! And &lt;b&gt;E-pop&lt;/b&gt;, just because it had &lt;b&gt;Hangeng&lt;/b&gt;'s poster. Then a manga to indulge and some revision books :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTwAUdJumRiXeppVkCPq8Q5IXUpCu3TAePojq5mewAF_yTKmec&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__O_rBTyjuv41-i-__BkfigtSRwBY=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This manga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ88jZiSNHXuFw0nL2rtHxRKAtZlrgGUl9CDN1e1vuShyp9jAY&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__rei_WvxIQV-5Tufpr4YnOIzw-E0=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Detective Conan &lt;/b&gt;Volume 68 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTcNoHs_UqTx4FIZyLOsaVbZhMyCTQj4eGFjFWu92S5BvXd8ZQ&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__zhOtnnNcHAR7T8iwGrXxFmr_MGg=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kuroshitsuji&lt;/b&gt; OVA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRjIj_O5V2erW8NgTmWqG8R993UzfmvstJmJI-bRbPr3SVAt1Q&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__Bh--No1Bq1zsHcyuwsBi_MySi28=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This poster :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well I'm too lazy to take a picture of the top I bought. Will mention it somehow in the future if I post the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was exhausting but not as exhausting as copy pasting live updates of &lt;b&gt;Super Show 3&lt;/b&gt; that was going on in &lt;b&gt;Qingdao&lt;/b&gt;. Had fun though because it's an &lt;b&gt;ELF&lt;/b&gt; thing to do :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was my day, oh, keeping in touch doesn't mean calling or texting every single day, if your friendship is like ours (&lt;b&gt;RPS&lt;/b&gt;*), you can actually not speak to each other for months and still now things about each other and catch up on everything in each other's lives. We are special that way and I believe, if the three of us are to be scattered all around the world, we'll be the best of friends. Be mature a bit &lt;i&gt;la&lt;/i&gt; you immature whiny people, thankyouverymuch. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*God no, not the school. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care, loveyou, goodnight. &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/3547706660264180797-4675888195138847271?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4675888195138847271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/fictitious-lifestyles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4675888195138847271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4675888195138847271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/fictitious-lifestyles.html' title='Fictitious Lifestyles.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4631568827623045187</id><published>2010-08-25T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T22:28:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Guy and Addmaths.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I drew this last night for &lt;b&gt;Andrea &lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THUCJvsu3zI/AAAAAAAABwo/UgqdWD7d4Bk/s320/WIP2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509312085603835698" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will draw this soon, I find it too intriguing, a bleeding &lt;b&gt;Xerxes Break&lt;/b&gt;. I love youuuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THUCJUjMY5I/AAAAAAAABwg/ue97XF5UsVw/s320/Xerxes_Break__colored__by_KG_san.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509312078316069778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to drown in Addmaths now, thankyouverymuchandgoodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Working on this(drew this during &lt;b&gt;Chemistry &lt;/b&gt;paper); processing, lining in &lt;b&gt;Photoshop&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THUoL6b_LmI/AAAAAAAABww/UTAwVF3GDI0/s320/WIPnew.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509353904287985250" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-4631568827623045187?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4631568827623045187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-guy-and-addmaths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4631568827623045187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4631568827623045187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-guy-and-addmaths.html' title='Family Guy and Addmaths.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THUCJvsu3zI/AAAAAAAABwo/UgqdWD7d4Bk/s72-c/WIP2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2523131670695671343</id><published>2010-08-24T10:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:20:53.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Content.</title><content type='html'>Now I'm at home, on&lt;b&gt; Jaycee&lt;/b&gt;'s computer, downloading &lt;b&gt;EHB&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Explorations of the Human Body&lt;/b&gt; starring &lt;b&gt;Super Junior&lt;/b&gt;), reading &lt;b&gt;Kuroshitsuji &lt;/b&gt;online, reading &lt;b&gt;Kpop &lt;/b&gt;news online, squealing that&lt;b&gt; The Gazette&lt;/b&gt;'s '&lt;i&gt;Shiver&lt;/i&gt;' is the opening song for &lt;b&gt;Kuroshitsuji II&lt;/b&gt;, contemplating if I should make myself something to eat, typing this and jotting down things to buy  for the next visit to the mall this weekend. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, I'll go read some &lt;b&gt;Chemistry &lt;/b&gt;for tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh! One episode of &lt;b&gt;EHB &lt;/b&gt;is done. Heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 down, 6 more to go. =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I found the picture to draw for Andrea. Haha. I'm not sure, it's a B&amp;amp;W though. I'm too lazy to color it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be back next week, stay tuned. (so lame)&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;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_5023310_cure-thick-dark-elbows.html"&gt;Cure Dark Elbows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looked up this because my elbows got really dry due to studying(!) because my elbows are propped up all the time and friction, your friend and enemy, made &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'s elbows dark and icky.&lt;br /&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/3547706660264180797-2523131670695671343?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2523131670695671343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/content.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2523131670695671343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2523131670695671343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/content.html' title='Content.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2531186722731444127</id><published>2010-08-22T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T11:53:30.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Random Facts About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THALAjVxlcI/AAAAAAAABwY/dbfcf5azpc4/s1600/PTRs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THALAjVxlcI/AAAAAAAABwY/dbfcf5azpc4/s320/PTRs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507914448388593090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I think I have an absolute horrible temper but I keep it in well until...I get lack of sleep, I explode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;I have more than 100 pictures of myself in my phone, from three years back. Most of them are quite random and really uses up a lot of my phone memory but I'm too lazy to delete them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; I can watch Idol variety shows until the next morning and do the same the next night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt;I read fan-fictions before English tests so that I can write the next day, I get inspired that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; The rain and horror movies inspire my fashion sketches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; I love white, red and black. (THAT was random!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; I mix peanut butter, chili sauce, scrambled eggs with crackers! That's also when I have all the ingredients &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &lt;/b&gt;I cannot go to sleep when the lights are on or when it's noisy but if I'm already asleep, turn on all the lights and/or bang the pots and pans near me, I won't wake up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt; I hate answering phone calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt;  I've always wanted an elder brother :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*11. &lt;/b&gt;I think I have mild ADHD/ short attention span. All it took was three seconds to stare at the screen and then I skipped to doing something else, I came back three hours later to finish this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-2531186722731444127?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2531186722731444127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-random-facts-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2531186722731444127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2531186722731444127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-random-facts-about-me.html' title='10 Random Facts About Me'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/THALAjVxlcI/AAAAAAAABwY/dbfcf5azpc4/s72-c/PTRs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5560773905143945151</id><published>2010-08-11T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:46:07.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranky Penny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TGIqK8x8geI/AAAAAAAABwA/plmnF19-PNM/s1600/40536_136976063007044_103393059698678_162702_4143667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TGIqK8x8geI/AAAAAAAABwA/plmnF19-PNM/s320/40536_136976063007044_103393059698678_162702_4143667_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504008062202839522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I get all cranky and bitchy sometimes. Those times are when I'm sleepy or when I'm bored. No, I don't get cranky when I'm hungry; I get extremely loud and annoying to my siblings (only my siblings) So yesterday, of course I was cranky, I didn't sleep for 24hours and headed straight to school, my Monday morning was crazy but whatever came out from my mouth was the dead honest truth! &lt;i&gt;This shows how much I keep inside myself without leashing out at you guys. &lt;/i&gt;Plus, having contact lenses that threatens to come right out every time you blink is annoying.&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I got into the car, I fell asleep right away, seriously tuning out everything around me. I was blur I tell you, blur until I lost my rainbow barbell!!!!! Then when I got home, I collapsed in bed right away, screaming and shouting at no one in particular in the process because I couldn't find my contact lens case. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missed school because &lt;b&gt;Mom &lt;/b&gt;had to help at the funeral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sign,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5560773905143945151?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5560773905143945151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/cranky-penny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5560773905143945151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5560773905143945151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/cranky-penny.html' title='Cranky Penny.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TGIqK8x8geI/AAAAAAAABwA/plmnF19-PNM/s72-c/40536_136976063007044_103393059698678_162702_4143667_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4628976808878822293</id><published>2010-08-09T18:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:33:24.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, unexpected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Deq'a&lt;/b&gt;, I have to cancel tomorrow's shopping! I really wanted to go, &lt;b&gt;Tinie&lt;/b&gt;knows how excited I am, she is too! Sorry guys. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life is short. I'm not joking, it is short, you'll never know what will happen the very next minute; maybe a nearby charger goes wild and electrocutes you? Just this morning &lt;b&gt;Mom &lt;/b&gt;called my cousin and then when &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;came to pick me up, he told me my aunt passed away... Rest in peace, 大姨. I remember that I saw her earlier this year, she was already diagnosed with cancer, all of us knew but she was all smiles when she came to our place. Her laugh was very warm, a contagious laugh that made me and all my cousins laugh along. She was all well but now she's gone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you will die today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can shed tears that she is gone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or you can smile because she has lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or you can be full of the love you shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can remember her only that she is gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can cry and close your mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be empty and turn your back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or you can do what she'd want:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;smile, open your eyes, love and go on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;To my uncle and cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-4628976808878822293?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4628976808878822293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-unexpected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4628976808878822293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4628976808878822293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-unexpected.html' title='Life, unexpected.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-9077111826088562507</id><published>2010-08-07T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T03:26:08.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Airbender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TF06NGkRhaI/AAAAAAAABv4/G8YOLSxcJl8/s1600/joannedd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TF06NGkRhaI/AAAAAAAABv4/G8YOLSxcJl8/s320/joannedd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502618316492080546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must, start with the RM8 Issue that happened between me and an anon person. It went like this; &lt;div&gt;So, I collected the tickets I reserved the night before, not knowing how much it cost. The lady asked me for RM16, if divided with 2, RM8 per person. Then, the culprit(anon) arrived, I informed that he/she was to pay me RM8, he/she agreed and told that he/she will pay later. Later on, I borrowed from her/him RM8 because I needed something, he/she hesitated but lent me the money in the end. It was the end of the day when this happened:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A(Anon): Pay me back RM8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P(Yours Truly): What are you trying to say, you owe me RM8, then I borrowed RM8 from you, meaning I don't owe you any money at all, you're just paying your debt by borrowing me the RM8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: No, I want that RM8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;: *explained the calculations, screaming*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: *confused*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;: *demonstrated, took RM8 out and reenacted the whole borrowing and lending*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: *not satisfied*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;: *pissed off*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: *gave up*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;: Ugh, I'm posting this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you, the neighbors probably thought I was out of my mind, hollering and yelling the explanations more than once. I almost pulled out all my hair, I was that frustrated how he/she didn't understand what I was saying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Last Airbender was okay, not as awesome as I thought it would be, should be.. I love action packed movies(Yes, I'm serious) so I'm not that satisfied with the fights in the movie BUT, the effects, awesome! :D There's a sequel coming soon, most probably since the &lt;b&gt;Avatar Gang&lt;/b&gt; didn't find &lt;b&gt;Toph &lt;/b&gt;yet. Rather sad that &lt;b&gt;Jackson Rathbone&lt;/b&gt; is the main reason why they are watching the movie though. :( He is hot but, like, seriously?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; bought &lt;b&gt;Super Junior's 4jib Version C(repackaged)!! BONAMANA &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 미인아&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i963.photobucket.com/albums/ae113/WorldWideELFs/Super%20Junior/bonamana-repackage-cover-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she got herself loads of Super Junior posters! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Super Junior&lt;/b&gt; Fanfiction Mania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; multiple &lt;b&gt;Star King &lt;/b&gt;episodes with &lt;b&gt;Suju &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;SHINee.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-9077111826088562507?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/9077111826088562507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-airbender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/9077111826088562507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/9077111826088562507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-airbender.html' title='The Last Airbender'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TF06NGkRhaI/AAAAAAAABv4/G8YOLSxcJl8/s72-c/joannedd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1663905160797215729</id><published>2010-08-03T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T17:07:56.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imissyousomuch.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TFfb29usU1I/AAAAAAAABvw/t84p9dCRt_g/s1600/aswhumm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TFfb29usU1I/AAAAAAAABvw/t84p9dCRt_g/s320/aswhumm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501107207186174802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reshween Maan&lt;/b&gt; was back in Ipoh for the weekends!&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reshmaan &lt;/b&gt;in the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;McDelivery&lt;/i&gt; via cab all the way to her&lt;b&gt; Masi&lt;/b&gt;'s house :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then took the cab home~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was my weekend, how was yours? HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; have been reading fanfic for a few days already, cure me! Make me study!! Grrawrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm going to read up the moral values for the moral test tomorrow. :) First step! Firssssttt step. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1663905160797215729?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1663905160797215729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/imissyousomuchcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1663905160797215729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1663905160797215729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/08/imissyousomuchcom.html' title='Imissyousomuch.com'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TFfb29usU1I/AAAAAAAABvw/t84p9dCRt_g/s72-c/aswhumm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8855202758956739291</id><published>2010-07-30T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T16:33:12.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you in the well?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TFKIIs-01HI/AAAAAAAABvo/arTDVDgPx-w/s1600/38330_1436453123834_1608164631_1023949_2844967_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TFKIIs-01HI/AAAAAAAABvo/arTDVDgPx-w/s320/38330_1436453123834_1608164631_1023949_2844967_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499607778067797106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is dedicated to &lt;b&gt;Leong Kexin&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Jaycee&lt;/b&gt;'s friend) who is very much afraid of me because of my tongue piercing. So here's a latest picture of me with the piercing; the barbell I wore that day was colorful, you know! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And an anonymous friend of &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;thinks that I'm sweet. &lt;b&gt;Anonymous friend of Jaycee&lt;/b&gt;, thank you, that was really nice of you to say such a thing :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm much better now, I lost weight though, my pinafore got visibly looser. Hmmm, free diet plan from sick and everything I guess. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entire day in school was spent with &lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Lily&lt;/b&gt;. Luckily &lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;got me out from the line, if not I would have lost a few toes, frozen from the stupid humongous fan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we talked and talked and then &lt;b&gt;Dayah&lt;/b&gt;(twink twink)&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;joined us, then left us, then we walked to class, took my bag, time to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fatin Nadira Abdul Nasser&lt;/b&gt;, you like the sun so much is it?! So annoying okay that I had to stand under the sun with you. But, luckily she understood the princess-y me and got us out and into shadier places before I go crazy all the time. I love you laaaaa. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just before that, we met &lt;b&gt;Atiqah Lott&lt;/b&gt; near the field, I called her, she looked at me then walked straight to me, a dissatisfying look on her face. I told her, "Smile a bit." She did and it made my day. Thanks, girl. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faiqah Yasin&lt;/b&gt;, I'm not no freako no no, you're the freak and I'm the sane one always pulling you back to reality! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short, because I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8855202758956739291?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8855202758956739291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-in-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8855202758956739291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8855202758956739291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-in-well.html' title='Are you in the well?'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TFKIIs-01HI/AAAAAAAABvo/arTDVDgPx-w/s72-c/38330_1436453123834_1608164631_1023949_2844967_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6421547736831145425</id><published>2010-07-27T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:44:47.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture-less.</title><content type='html'>After three days of sleepless nights, aches, fever, coughs and pain every single time I breathe, &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; is back and posting. Not fully recovered but from the way I'm speaking/typing, you can see/read that I'm better(I didn't even have the energy to talk for days) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, this time, it's the worst time ever, I can't taste anything; even the air tastes bad! How is that even possible. My lips tingles and every time I move, it hurts, as if an organ will fall out of place. That's how bad it feels like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halfway typing this, &lt;b&gt;Chucky &lt;/b&gt;called, and I realized how slow I spoke, taking deep breaths after every syllable to get the word out but in the end I'd end up with a cough, because I was out of breath. Sorry &lt;b&gt;Chucky&lt;/b&gt;, for the un-fun convo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If dying means suffering the way I am suffering right now, might as well kill me right now or don't even think about coming near me, &lt;b&gt;Death. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Except you, &lt;b&gt;Remo&lt;/b&gt;, my Hottie Reaper.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but to feel awful that I broke someone's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe me getting sick is the punishment? The guilt eating me up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my chest hurts. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-6421547736831145425?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6421547736831145425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/picture-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6421547736831145425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6421547736831145425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/picture-less.html' title='Picture-less.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4161413713457835903</id><published>2010-07-25T09:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T09:45:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathogens gone wild.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEuVeyGpKMI/AAAAAAAABvg/GJOC9cYIjYo/s1600/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEuVeyGpKMI/AAAAAAAABvg/GJOC9cYIjYo/s320/sick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497652126214072514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is sick and totally sun-burnt. Where are me aspirins? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's hope and expectations to you when you come to school. I appreciate that they're for me. Really, I do. But, I'm nice to almost everyone, those I know, those I talk to. I'm sorry I gave you any false hope and happiness, that meant more than a friend's sincere wish of wellness, to you. The love you're describing for me, it's different. My love for you is never more than love for a friend, a younger sister. I'm so sorry the smile I gave you meant the strength for you to go on. I don't know how to say it but I'm not into you the way you are into me. I suck at being mean, so I'm just going to treat you the way like before but I want you to know that there's a line that you shouldn't cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;b&gt;Sorry for the misunderstandings. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This might sound delirious and totally mean&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(because me being nice means flirting)&lt;/span&gt; but I just want to get this out. I didn't want to at first but I feel awful for leading you to a false hope. I'm really glad, you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;like &lt;/span&gt;me but I don't feel the same. I like you of course, but not the same kind of like. Okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what, I'll always be there to guide you if you need me. I'll continue to give you the strength you need, no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call me a bitch for doing this but I'd fell more like a bitch if I didn't. Yeah, it hurts. Sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I most probably just lost a friend. :(&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/3547706660264180797-4161413713457835903?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4161413713457835903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/pathogens-gone-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4161413713457835903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4161413713457835903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/pathogens-gone-wild.html' title='Pathogens gone wild.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEuVeyGpKMI/AAAAAAAABvg/GJOC9cYIjYo/s72-c/sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8017042716463565578</id><published>2010-07-24T05:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T19:51:52.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars, Hearts and Polka Dots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I need some sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The name tags are done, tears had to fall to get my sister's attention to WAKE UP and tell me where she put the hole puncher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to school, will post later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOsKGcZ_I/AAAAAAAABvY/UofoYfwyQ4A/s1600/snapshot(519).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOsKGcZ_I/AAAAAAAABvY/UofoYfwyQ4A/s320/snapshot(519).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497433553180059634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lady Gaga &lt;b&gt;shades &lt;/b&gt;in the &lt;strike&gt;house!&lt;/strike&gt; BGP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOrsMjzbI/AAAAAAAABvQ/c_to5DQTU74/s1600/snapshot(522).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOrsMjzbI/AAAAAAAABvQ/c_to5DQTU74/s320/snapshot(522).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497433545152646578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Director &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Props Manager. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOrQKT4TI/AAAAAAAABvI/NQmySFmwHyo/s1600/snapshot(523)d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOrQKT4TI/AAAAAAAABvI/NQmySFmwHyo/s320/snapshot(523)d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497433537627021618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyn &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;啊斯林.&lt;/span&gt;I don't think I've shown her picture yet, so here's one! In the stuffy tent. I bet she knew I was taking her picture! HAHA. She was looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOqwudUwI/AAAAAAAABvA/5q1nXHxwPwU/s1600/snapshot(526).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOqwudUwI/AAAAAAAABvA/5q1nXHxwPwU/s320/snapshot(526).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497433529188700930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The not-feeling-so-well &lt;b&gt;Lyn&lt;/b&gt;, the hungry &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;, the one trying to crack a joke &lt;b&gt;Tia&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOqloGgrI/AAAAAAAABu4/pJAvwMOIq6M/s1600/snapshot(527)j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOqloGgrI/AAAAAAAABu4/pJAvwMOIq6M/s320/snapshot(527)j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497433526209249970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Under the shade :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll talk about this morning's theater later because it'd be better with pictures from &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Atikah&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the first thing in the morning was of course getting to school. I got there and passed the name tags to &lt;b&gt;Amy &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Yus&lt;/b&gt;. Later on the others started to arrived and we went to the hall. Met with &lt;b&gt;Lyn &lt;/b&gt;and the other cadet girls. Passed them their name tags also. Then helped &lt;b&gt;Lyn &lt;/b&gt;with her beret and uniform while I myself played with &lt;b&gt;Wai Yaen&lt;/b&gt;'s headgear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then saw &lt;b&gt;Dayah &lt;/b&gt;so I did the peace-wiggly thing with her! ;D So cute! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was busy running around to the hall and to the field because of theater and I simply couldn't make myself stay in one place for too long. I can die ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After theater, &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; waltzed(not that gracefully) to the field to join the others. Had an encounter with &lt;b&gt;Zul&lt;/b&gt;. Then there was treating &lt;b&gt;Yoke Jen&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Shireen &lt;/b&gt;AND &lt;b&gt;Mimi&lt;/b&gt;, taking pictures with &lt;b&gt;Sivagamy &lt;/b&gt;and many more people, I don't really remember. HAHA. Sorry. BUT I STILL WANT THE PICTURES. Later on I saw &lt;b&gt;Kak Fatin&lt;/b&gt;! :) Talked to her for a bit and then wandered off again, OH, had an awesome 'sighting' with &lt;b&gt;Qiela&lt;/b&gt;!! &lt;b&gt;Bella &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Tun &lt;/b&gt;came ! woots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, someone made an announcement and seriously made me blush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all those, had a stroll, an aimless stroll out of boredom, with &lt;b&gt;Lyn&lt;/b&gt;. She was sick and refused to get out of the stuffy tent, I had to pull her out! HAHA. The arm in arm stroll was filled with tease and random 'huh's and 'hah's because the PA system was too loud and she whispers most of the time! =.= The funny part was whenever the juniors tried to sell things to her, she would ask if the food's allowed. I shook my head more than a thousand times that morning/afternoon. We stopped by a really 'strategic' spot under the tree because she was tired. Then without noticing, time flew and it was time to go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;called all the Theater girls to go to the backstage to clean the things and have a little heartfelt appreciation kinda talk. I ended up tearing a little when &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;thanked me. I'm awed and really awed. ILOVEYOUHUN :) I think I know what you're talking about, kiddo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlimited thank you's to :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Atiqah Lott &lt;/b&gt;for carrying the hamper and doing whatever I tell you to. Plus, the whispering just for fun was FUN. She's a ball of laughter and cheesy grins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nadhirah &lt;/b&gt;for helping with the props and suggesting the help! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fara, Athirah &amp;amp; friends(sorry I don't remember all of your names, but I know your faces laaa) &lt;/b&gt;for all sweeping, carrying, running around helping the costumes, microphones and calling me 'Kak Penny' all the time. :) Very cuteeee.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tia &lt;/b&gt;for bringing the random sweetness and cuteness ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wan Teh &lt;/b&gt;for watching the 'kubur' ! HAHA. She calls me 'senior' all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Atikah &lt;/b&gt;for helping props also! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sheau Ching &lt;/b&gt;for helping around, buying 100plus for me(for Lyn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wan Mei &lt;/b&gt;for replacing me to take the award, "you're carrying my name, don't trip!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vasantha &amp;amp; Uges &lt;/b&gt;for helping out with the decoration! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;All the 5Avicennians &lt;/b&gt;for being Avicennians! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yoke Jen &lt;/b&gt;for buying me drinks and then taking walks with me. Sorry I ditched halfway. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yoke Ching&lt;/b&gt; for the 'special' gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great time, even though I didn't get to spend it with my &lt;b&gt;Gay Bunnehs &lt;/b&gt;+ &lt;b&gt;Gay Manager&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Deq'a&lt;/b&gt;), it was an experience worth remembering for the rest of my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that drama, hot suns and strolls could be that much of fun ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel really loved today and I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I melt that easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I respect and love those who respects! So yes, I &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;respect &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;and &lt;b&gt;love &lt;/b&gt;all my prop girls(this includes Fara and the form 3 girls), plus &lt;b&gt;Nadhirah&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Atiqah Lott&lt;/b&gt;(wait, she hasn't called my name yet, not even once!She usually taps my shoulder or gets my attention by waving), &lt;b&gt;Tia, Sabrina 'Kiddo', 'Mydin'. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got darker, times two! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The stroll with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lyn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;did it all ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyn&lt;/b&gt;, dengar cakap Miss! :) &lt;/i&gt;A tiny shard of my heart fell off when you told me you're sick. Don't do that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I think I caught&lt;b&gt; Lyn&lt;/b&gt;'s virus or is it the sun working its way to my brain, causing me this crappy headache. Must.Go.Get.Vitamin.Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm scared next year you won't be here already so want to take picture with you." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ooi Peng &lt;/b&gt;said that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8017042716463565578?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8017042716463565578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/stars-hearts-and-polka-dots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8017042716463565578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8017042716463565578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/stars-hearts-and-polka-dots.html' title='Stars, Hearts and Polka Dots'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TErOsKGcZ_I/AAAAAAAABvY/UofoYfwyQ4A/s72-c/snapshot(519).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2609783937844840164</id><published>2010-07-23T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:46:09.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the skies are blue..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEmXX4hs70I/AAAAAAAABuw/QJNqOK-q2Eg/s1600/Want.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEmXX4hs70I/AAAAAAAABuw/QJNqOK-q2Eg/s320/Want.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497091256748928834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UV ray from the sun is the most annoying thing in the entire Milky Way! Yes, I got darker. Unlike how I was like in the picture above. Of course not that fair but you get the idea. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My past few days revolved around a few certain people, lemme see; &lt;i&gt;(in order of times hung out together)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady Gaga ! Sell Salad. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alyn &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;啊斯林&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the constant teasing, it's fun, no matter how much I sulk after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wan Z&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's so cute ! The two of us dedicated the flyer to &lt;b&gt;Zerra&lt;/b&gt;, whom we miss a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chepah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being so tolerant :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hot historian ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiddo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want the poems, I know you're reading this. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theater girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greatest !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Props girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all of you for helping out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for teaching the Rubiks trick :) and wasting my RM6! And me dragging you across and all over the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kicking ass! Hey, yo man! You're too late, man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tinie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tinie tinie comelll :D Cheerleader &lt;b&gt;5Avicennia &lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chucky &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love you and our Wednesday, close to your heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where's your hometown, people? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm your &lt;i&gt;TRUEST &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;IPOH &lt;/b&gt;MALI ~! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time, I'm so tired I feel like fainting! Stupid weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-2609783937844840164?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2609783937844840164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-skies-are-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2609783937844840164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2609783937844840164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-skies-are-blue.html' title='When the skies are blue..'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEmXX4hs70I/AAAAAAAABuw/QJNqOK-q2Eg/s72-c/Want.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-285790349253423360</id><published>2010-07-21T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:30:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One in A Million and Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRNAvJ2AI/AAAAAAAABug/7JukOwpEHQY/s1600/snapshot(486)roc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRNAvJ2AI/AAAAAAAABug/7JukOwpEHQY/s320/snapshot(486)roc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496380785462728706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRMw_8TEI/AAAAAAAABuY/1bvtaLBjMPk/s1600/snapshot(487).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRMw_8TEI/AAAAAAAABuY/1bvtaLBjMPk/s320/snapshot(487).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496380781238176834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRMVoRBHI/AAAAAAAABuQ/5QoTb48uDPs/s1600/snapshot(488).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRMVoRBHI/AAAAAAAABuQ/5QoTb48uDPs/s320/snapshot(488).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496380773891114098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRMHEe5AI/AAAAAAAABuI/Ft0lRQ9uK-c/s1600/snapshot(489).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRMHEe5AI/AAAAAAAABuI/Ft0lRQ9uK-c/s320/snapshot(489).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496380769982931970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are pictures from Sunday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was exhausting, carrying pots and looking for dead leaves with &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;. A few gossips here and there but overall it was alright, except the fact that I cut my fingers accidentally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now, things are awkward between us. Why did you do that anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, at 1pm we stopped at the hall, sat and waited for teacher. The conversation about phone numbers and selling top-up cards started and then in the end &lt;b&gt;Atiqah Lott &lt;/b&gt;sang 'OIAM' to me :) Aww. It was like she's telling that I'm the only oddball using &lt;b&gt;Digi &lt;/b&gt;in the family. Haha. So cute !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I was called princess again ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F was cute as always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Zerra, the T.I. girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Azlin, the misscall girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Wan Z, the artistic girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having the MPD again. D:&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/3547706660264180797-285790349253423360?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/285790349253423360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-in-million-and-lady-gaga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/285790349253423360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/285790349253423360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-in-million-and-lady-gaga.html' title='One in A Million and Lady Gaga'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcRNAvJ2AI/AAAAAAAABug/7JukOwpEHQY/s72-c/snapshot(486)roc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5788400223364284580</id><published>2010-07-20T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:22:00.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's skip the sad part.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, my youngest aunt decided to treat us dinner! The all-you-can-eat buffet style steamboat! Yep! Near my place, at &lt;b&gt;First Curve, Falim&lt;/b&gt; : &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Times Restaurant! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, here are the pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Warning :&lt;b&gt; Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; without make up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO5bfBVXI/AAAAAAAABtg/GJkJImDhpno/s320/snapshot(500).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496378250022180210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beginning of throwing everything in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO6EWrEUI/AAAAAAAABt4/UQVLtkjtuu8/s320/snapshot(508).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496378260993020226" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6/10 of the sauces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO54JPokI/AAAAAAAABtw/kC-47FU4i4k/s320/snapshot(504).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496378257715470914" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A serious one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO5rbomyI/AAAAAAAABto/oG4tmOuaUc0/s320/snapshot(501).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496378254302944034" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A not-so-serious one ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO6hZK0ZI/AAAAAAAABuA/jahVgiMMf3U/s1600/snapshot(510).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO6hZK0ZI/AAAAAAAABuA/jahVgiMMf3U/s1600/snapshot(510).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO6hZK0ZI/AAAAAAAABuA/jahVgiMMf3U/s320/snapshot(510).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496378268788117906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dessert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trust me, the pictures were from the first hour of the three hour dinner! The amount of food was more than you can imagine! Worthy though, cheap but if you have any leftovers, they'll weigh it and charge an extra RM10 for each 100grams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5788400223364284580?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5788400223364284580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-skip-sad-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5788400223364284580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5788400223364284580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-skip-sad-part.html' title='Let&apos;s skip the sad part.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEcO5bfBVXI/AAAAAAAABtg/GJkJImDhpno/s72-c/snapshot(500).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6283505157481169173</id><published>2010-07-18T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:46:01.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffeehouse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/46/SuperJuniorBonamana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly &lt;/b&gt;bought this today. Just so suddenly, the CD stores are stocked with the fourth albums and loads of &lt;b&gt;CNBLUE&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;MBLAQ&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;ZE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;FT ISLAND &lt;/b&gt;albums.. =.= I want all of them but sadly, I'm not a billionaire. Got that &lt;b&gt;Aunty &lt;/b&gt;to watch out for '&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rainbow Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;' in case it comes in. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I'll list down everything chronologically(I'll try my best to remember) since &lt;b&gt;NCIS NAVY&lt;/b&gt; is on and it's distracting enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Met Mai in front of &lt;b&gt;Sushi King&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Went to the CD place and bought &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bonamana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Went to several boutiques&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Bought T-shirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Went to &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Ate flavored shaved ice at the &lt;b&gt;100 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;¥ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Met &lt;b&gt;Kelly's mom &lt;/b&gt;and of course &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Went to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Speedy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and some other CD shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Ate lunch/dinner at &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kopitiam Junction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Discussed the props with the DIRECTOR, &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Then &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Popular &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;to get the &lt;i&gt;crafting foam&lt;/i&gt; for the props&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Went to &lt;b&gt;Giant &lt;/b&gt;because&lt;b&gt; Sya &lt;/b&gt;told she's there, turned out to be a false statement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Went home with a cab, reminder to claim RM20 from &lt;b&gt;Daddy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Watching &lt;b&gt;NCIS &lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, make up still on! HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Having fun reading fanfiction! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's always nice to know that there's someone out there that remembers my presence and wishes for me to visit them soon :) Thank you, &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;'s mum! Her uncle and aunt is in &lt;b&gt;Ipoh &lt;/b&gt;too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes, we just need to let each other know what's the problem, keeping it in yourself creates a kind of hatred. It builds up really slowly and when it bursts, the friendship may never be regained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I realize, people seek advices from me sometimes and I wonder where I get the advices from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I,&lt;b&gt; Penny Chong Shu Qi&lt;/b&gt;, admits that, I am very soft-hearted. That's not a bad thing, you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-6283505157481169173?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6283505157481169173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/coffeehouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6283505157481169173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6283505157481169173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/coffeehouse.html' title='Coffeehouse.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4303707118912809670</id><published>2010-07-17T18:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:39:47.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She smiled a bright smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEGagfYIPLI/AAAAAAAABtQ/qOp-dHt-DyI/s1600/dimsum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEGagfYIPLI/AAAAAAAABtQ/qOp-dHt-DyI/s320/dimsum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494842903337909426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning was filled with fun screaming, yelling, running, crying and adorable three-six year old kids &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the duty was okay, boring but the kids made me smile in awe all the time :)&lt;div&gt;Disturbed the Cadet girls and it was fun too; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Z :&lt;/b&gt; Pornstar ~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;L :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Penny Chong Shu Qi!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;F :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Pennnnyyyy  ~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and multiple shouts from here and there ! &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; ish luuuvrrrddd. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When &lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;texted and said she was alone, I grabbed &lt;b&gt;Diba &lt;/b&gt;and hung out at the field ! The seniors sat by the side watching, observing, constantly firing comments at the others, talking and everything. It was another fun thing, like aww awww awww &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;Then there was football, umbrellas, screaming, shouting, going deaf sitting beside &lt;b&gt;Sue&lt;/b&gt; and guessing who would join the new squad ! F-U-N !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, my latest obsession; my skin. I was holding &lt;b&gt;Zerra&lt;/b&gt;'s umbrella, walking in the middle of the field, shouting at my football 'team' as their manager ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Chucky&lt;/b&gt;'s cheese oreo! iloveyou&lt;b&gt;chucky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;comel&lt;/i&gt;! Later on Monday I'll give you a big big hug okay! ;) The best deskmate ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, we got free food courtesy of the canteen, ate something I've never eaten and I actually don't remember the name ! That's awesome, &lt;b&gt;Penny&lt;/b&gt;. -.- (I'll go and ask &lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;later) Oh, I owe the canteen money! That was kinda hilarious ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I was so tired, I took a nap. And the nightmare began, I'm having nightmares again, after such a long time. &lt;i&gt;Whyyyy &lt;/i&gt;? ;( Hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A typical &lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt; post, shall go cheer myself up with some &lt;b&gt;Super Junior &lt;/b&gt;songs. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-4303707118912809670?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4303707118912809670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/she-smiled-bright-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4303707118912809670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4303707118912809670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/she-smiled-bright-smile.html' title='She smiled a bright smile.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TEGagfYIPLI/AAAAAAAABtQ/qOp-dHt-DyI/s72-c/dimsum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7634366021931602212</id><published>2010-07-16T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T00:12:50.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I My Me Mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TECE7ElAVRI/AAAAAAAABtI/OCoKcLXRHGE/s1600/Home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TECE7ElAVRI/AAAAAAAABtI/OCoKcLXRHGE/s400/Home.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494537695768106258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started with a;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Awww, you're the first to come up to me so early in the morning and ask what we're studying today."&lt;/i&gt; *pinches cheek* That, was from &lt;b&gt;Pn&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Sushil &lt;/b&gt;when I saw her in the morning, asking what we'll be studying for the day. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, later on I was laughed epically by &lt;b&gt;Joanne W&lt;/b&gt;. because of my tiny fingers! Seriously. But I had fun shouting and cheering for 5AV! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, class was crazy as usual, I got called out during English period to see the&lt;b&gt; Teacher of Student Affairs&lt;/b&gt;. I thought I was in trouble. When I was on my way out, &lt;b&gt;Pn&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Sushil &lt;/b&gt;hollered for me to take off all my piercings and tuck my hair properly! Fun! Until I met the &lt;b&gt;Discipline Teacher&lt;/b&gt;, got stopped to show her my tongue and then she complained to the clerk, bitchin' much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some things from today :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BRIGHTLY SHINING STAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My alter-ego, mysterious self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a candle princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me getting mad is cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can make people smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Convo :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;F :&lt;/b&gt; nampak comel la pakai baju kurung..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;D :&lt;/b&gt; Deq'a lagi suka Penny pakai baju kurung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P :&lt;/b&gt; *looks at her incredulously* Panas lah! Tak suke! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are a lot more but I'm too tired to type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH, Yours Truly is not selected for NS :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall continue tomorrow.&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/3547706660264180797-7634366021931602212?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7634366021931602212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-my-me-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7634366021931602212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7634366021931602212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-my-me-mine.html' title='I My Me Mine.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TECE7ElAVRI/AAAAAAAABtI/OCoKcLXRHGE/s72-c/Home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1443420906026450266</id><published>2010-07-13T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:22:09.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kim mcSOLAR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDx11rL8hsI/AAAAAAAABtA/sc0Q6jLQ9Eo/s1600/35824_136200523067757_120365411317935_259147_4950989_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDx11rL8hsI/AAAAAAAABtA/sc0Q6jLQ9Eo/s400/35824_136200523067757_120365411317935_259147_4950989_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493395210471507650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...In conclusion, all of them are just so cute in their own way~ :D&lt;br /&gt;With Teukie-oppa and all the way to PrinceKyu and Zhoumi and Henry~ Irresistible !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super Junior Hwaiting ~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;슈퍼주니어&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yours Truly is going to try and update sometime soon, is really busy with school and things.&lt;br /&gt;My day today was 'eventful' though. I can gladly say that I've grown up, I'm no longer the 'kiddo' you know last time. Time has passed and changed the way I think, I consider and I act. I'm a better person, more mature.(not vain!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys tomorrow at 0300 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my screwed up sleeping schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1443420906026450266?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1443420906026450266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/kim-mcsolar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1443420906026450266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1443420906026450266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/kim-mcsolar.html' title='kim mcSOLAR...'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDx11rL8hsI/AAAAAAAABtA/sc0Q6jLQ9Eo/s72-c/35824_136200523067757_120365411317935_259147_4950989_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2105467688310317417</id><published>2010-07-11T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:36:23.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDlM0EYyjtI/AAAAAAAABs4/fw6wqTeEMO0/s1600/super+show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDlM0EYyjtI/AAAAAAAABs4/fw6wqTeEMO0/s400/super+show.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492505677969657554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yours Truly bought this yesterday before lunchtime with &lt;b&gt;Kitson &lt;/b&gt;at Sushi King. Kept wanting the 4jib but it's too expensive, it would be worthed but I'm not all fangirl crazy to go all hands on on all their merchandises, I'm going to wait for the DVD to come out, I want the MV(s), be reasonable. But, I'm going to get the &lt;b&gt;Super Show 2 DVD &lt;/b&gt;soon, saving money you see. Had a very big time spending going on yesterday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really tired, going to take a nap, Dream Team rerun is on later! :D&lt;br /&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/3547706660264180797-2105467688310317417?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2105467688310317417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2105467688310317417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2105467688310317417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDlM0EYyjtI/AAAAAAAABs4/fw6wqTeEMO0/s72-c/super+show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7336293630757395796</id><published>2010-07-09T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:33:56.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's 12.10 in Korea now, so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDdBIKOxXdI/AAAAAAAABsw/3H31tp-obr0/s1600/heenimskjdalj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDdBIKOxXdI/AAAAAAAABsw/3H31tp-obr0/s400/heenimskjdalj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491929879042678226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-7336293630757395796?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7336293630757395796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-1210-in-korea-now-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7336293630757395796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7336293630757395796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-1210-in-korea-now-so.html' title='it&apos;s 12.10 in Korea now, so...'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDdBIKOxXdI/AAAAAAAABsw/3H31tp-obr0/s72-c/heenimskjdalj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6237375093121239231</id><published>2010-07-09T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:55:32.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Those Who Actually Missed Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDc22FBMwVI/AAAAAAAABsg/aLLIyXrobfI/s320/unedited.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491918573289652562" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDc21henjtI/AAAAAAAABsY/KeSfRAww4wI/s320/fresh.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491918563749367506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDc21Fp7DdI/AAAAAAAABsQ/b-aAlZw_K2Q/s320/CNYas.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491918556280589778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDc22rZTKPI/AAAAAAAABso/4qq3MIPGjUw/s320/rockstar.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491918583591282930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures are all in chronological order, thank you. Yes, ALL ME. For you have missed me ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been a while since I last posted, a lot of birthdays and wishes and such, I'll post it tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some updates in bulleted form :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Is handling SEVEN T-shirt designs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Open Day was alright ~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Is sleeping back in my own room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Got herself a memory card reader, finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Has been visiting the public library a few times already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Met new people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Has a current obsession for Starbucks' Mocha Frappucino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Is starting to dream again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Drew nothing but T-shirts these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Is still really busy with school and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going to start the props for Theater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Watching Eclipse and Toy Story 3 tomorrow with Kitson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Piercing almost got stuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Really busy !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-BUSY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-No, I'm not catching up on Fifa, I don't watch football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-No, I am not THAT softhearted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I'm not worth admiring, so seriously, stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Yes, I am really busy, don't call me arrogant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-You're lucky I even smile at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pennyQi, the rockstar.&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/3547706660264180797-6237375093121239231?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6237375093121239231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-those-who-actually-missed-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6237375093121239231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6237375093121239231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-those-who-actually-missed-me.html' title='For Those Who Actually Missed Me.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TDc22FBMwVI/AAAAAAAABsg/aLLIyXrobfI/s72-c/unedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4957925027825475907</id><published>2010-06-25T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T20:38:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack on the Pin-Up Boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TCSgHW8i_DI/AAAAAAAABro/koQH2caOnnA/s1600/hanchul002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TCSgHW8i_DI/AAAAAAAABro/koQH2caOnnA/s320/hanchul002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486686294323166258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon was filled with watermelons, presents, fish and chips, wrapping papers, &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt;, decafs, cabs and very blur people all around ! It was so tiring but fun since we had loads of laughters here and there. It'd be much better if &lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;or &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;could tag along; to help carry the things! HAHA, nawwww, it'd be fun if the two were there. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is going to be on hiatus since I'm busy with school for the rest of a few months. After that, don't complain that I go online too much! HAHA. I'll give you updates from time to time though;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Dad came home with a new car, &lt;b&gt;Honda CRV.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I passed my &lt;i&gt;Addmaths &lt;/i&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I got an A for my &lt;i&gt;Arts &lt;/i&gt;Paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My favorite hobby is  DRINKING ! No, not alcohol, water. I love H2O~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My latest obsession is the &lt;b&gt;SUJU &lt;/b&gt;boys, the love and 13! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;My deepest condolences Min.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-4957925027825475907?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4957925027825475907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/attack-on-pin-up-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4957925027825475907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4957925027825475907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/attack-on-pin-up-boys.html' title='Attack on the Pin-Up Boys.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TCSgHW8i_DI/AAAAAAAABro/koQH2caOnnA/s72-c/hanchul002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-3798841295994227873</id><published>2010-06-14T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:28:40.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Expensive Secret Hangout !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBYRgsK1SoI/AAAAAAAABrg/6_XiHLjlwP8/s1600/e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBYRgsK1SoI/AAAAAAAABrg/6_XiHLjlwP8/s320/e2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482588849680239234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just feel like driving along the highway for hours, listening to loud music and singing my heart out. That's what I'll do once I get my license!! An endless journey along the friggin' highway to nowhere! Then turn back just in time to eat dinner! HAHA. After that, the partying, travelling and sightseeing begins !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like seriously, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is so bored right now, she can rot, literally. &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;is asleep(napping is her only priority), &lt;b&gt;Kitson&lt;/b&gt;'s not home until tomorrow and &lt;b&gt;Penny &lt;/b&gt;is stuck at home ! The piercings feel really boring nowadays, I want to get a new one ! (Naw, I'm not serious, &lt;b&gt;Siew Mei&lt;/b&gt;, don't worry) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Online manga's are all removed due to requests from the publishers, meaning I really have nothing to do at home nowadays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-3798841295994227873?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3798841295994227873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/expensive-secret-hangout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/3798841295994227873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/3798841295994227873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/expensive-secret-hangout.html' title='An Expensive Secret Hangout !'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBYRgsK1SoI/AAAAAAAABrg/6_XiHLjlwP8/s72-c/e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7030656883198330687</id><published>2010-06-13T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:39:26.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maksim Mrvica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBTCtc_zhgI/AAAAAAAABrY/eE54Oo03RHY/s1600/n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBTCtc_zhgI/AAAAAAAABrY/eE54Oo03RHY/s320/n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482220732550448642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up early enough to catch &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;online on the couch, watching The Nanny. Then continued sleeping. Got up two hours later when &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;was on her way out to the HQ. Mom came home at the same time and ordered me to my chores! I threw out the garbage freaking twice;&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Kitson &lt;/b&gt;! It's your job you know ! Get home already! &lt;/i&gt;Then made some soup for the night, washed the dishes and this and that, I even vacuumed the entire living room, GO ME !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now, exhausted and listening to &lt;b&gt;Maksim&lt;/b&gt;, while waiting for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Nanny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to load AND listening to &lt;b&gt;Plankton &lt;/b&gt;sing on &lt;b&gt;Nick&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-7030656883198330687?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7030656883198330687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/maksim-mrvica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7030656883198330687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7030656883198330687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/maksim-mrvica.html' title='Maksim Mrvica'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBTCtc_zhgI/AAAAAAAABrY/eE54Oo03RHY/s72-c/n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6055974420442658714</id><published>2010-06-13T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:24:44.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corsages and Blair Waldorf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBPBygiQAmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/FsI6kV_OyQc/s1600/sya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBPBygiQAmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/FsI6kV_OyQc/s320/sya.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481938244911235682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was on the phone with &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;talking about prom and her night and hairstyles and popcorns until &lt;b&gt;Jaycee&lt;/b&gt;'s phone battery died ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of prom; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey you ! Remember when you asked me to your senior prom ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The answer is still 'yes'.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah ! I didn't realize how great the headphone is! Lappie's sound systems suck, big time!  Like seriously! I had them on to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'The Nanny'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Youtube&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Then when I came to my blog, I could hear every single sound and beat of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soul Sister&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! I can freaking hear the electrical guitar, every single pluck of the ukulele !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That, my dear readers(if there are any left), is one killer set of headphones! And a super random post from &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Very tired. Signing off. &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/3547706660264180797-6055974420442658714?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6055974420442658714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/corsages-and-blair-waldorf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6055974420442658714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6055974420442658714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/corsages-and-blair-waldorf.html' title='Corsages and Blair Waldorf.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBPBygiQAmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/FsI6kV_OyQc/s72-c/sya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7965332535477303698</id><published>2010-06-11T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:10:15.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donashiii :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBI41NrnzII/AAAAAAAABrI/oqDJa1GOa7M/s1600/29468_111067195606206_100001087793181_71095_6524538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBI41NrnzII/AAAAAAAABrI/oqDJa1GOa7M/s320/29468_111067195606206_100001087793181_71095_6524538_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481506183320161410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBI40nINoqI/AAAAAAAABrA/XPjZXTOt3FI/s1600/dona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBI40nINoqI/AAAAAAAABrA/XPjZXTOt3FI/s320/dona.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481506172971098786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBI40ab7hXI/AAAAAAAABq4/02rJwZ28Mqg/s1600/donashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBI40ab7hXI/AAAAAAAABq4/02rJwZ28Mqg/s320/donashi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481506169564136818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBIqyJMXauI/AAAAAAAABqw/m9pCVyTVx4Q/s1600/sushi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBIqyJMXauI/AAAAAAAABqw/m9pCVyTVx4Q/s320/sushi.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481490737412926178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBIo8aASfRI/AAAAAAAABqo/1Pd7-eGIvGY/s1600/today.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBIo8aASfRI/AAAAAAAABqo/1Pd7-eGIvGY/s320/today.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481488714701110546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yes. In chronological order finally c:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was late because &lt;b&gt;Daddy &lt;/b&gt;had to take three two hundred bucks worth of &lt;i&gt;18yo Scotch Whiskeys&lt;/i&gt; to my &lt;b&gt;Granduncle&lt;/b&gt;(well, he's my &lt;b&gt;Grandmother&lt;/b&gt;'s cousin brother in a way, but the age difference is sooooo wrong, whatever). Met up with &lt;b&gt;Faie &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Deq'a &lt;/b&gt;at the food court, then bought &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donashi &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!  &lt;i&gt;Curse you tiny things, so cute ! &lt;/i&gt;After much stares from pass-byers admiring the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Donashis&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;movie time ! Oh, saw &lt;/span&gt;Mimi &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;there too :) Oh, &lt;/span&gt;Deq'a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;learned how to use chopsticks! Well, something really interesting happened before going up to the cinema. We saw someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The seats in the theater was really awesome, except the fact that one tall dude's hair blocked my subtitles. Oh, POPCORN ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Killers &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;= Awesome !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theeeennnn, after the movie(did I mention the seats?Yes, I did.) &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;came and ambushed me! HAHA. Met &lt;b&gt;Deanna &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Ja Syu, &lt;/b&gt;nice to meet you girls. Then&lt;b&gt; Sushi King&lt;/b&gt; ! Hee. &lt;b&gt;Sya &lt;/b&gt;paid for the meal, half half you see. :) So, yeah. &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;and I chatted while eating, it was fun, and really interesting to hear. I had loads of fun. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks &lt;b&gt;Mai &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the rooftop and &lt;b&gt;Zul&lt;/b&gt;'s reaction was hilarious! As if I was a savior bringing food after two centuries! HAHA. He headed straight for the &lt;b&gt;Donashis&lt;/b&gt;! Yep, then we walked a bit, to &lt;b&gt;Giordano&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;reached soon after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My day :)&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/3547706660264180797-7965332535477303698?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7965332535477303698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/donashiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7965332535477303698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7965332535477303698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/donashiii.html' title='Donashiii :)'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBI41NrnzII/AAAAAAAABrI/oqDJa1GOa7M/s72-c/29468_111067195606206_100001087793181_71095_6524538_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-904947817922870852</id><published>2010-06-09T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:43:30.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBBtRrXV3JI/AAAAAAAABqg/lKbhHABFVhQ/s1600/Lady_Gaga_Speechless_Desktop_by_loveitdarling.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBBtRrXV3JI/AAAAAAAABqg/lKbhHABFVhQ/s320/Lady_Gaga_Speechless_Desktop_by_loveitdarling.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481000896975723666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBBtK1GuuPI/AAAAAAAABqY/1dD3Y99HnLo/s1600/lady+gaga.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBBtK1GuuPI/AAAAAAAABqY/1dD3Y99HnLo/s320/lady+gaga.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481000779331320050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome day with &lt;b&gt;Licoln&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Sunbae &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;. So, as usual, I was late, the traffic was annoying as hell. They were at Secret Recipe, all wearing black, as if it was someone's funeral! HAHA! Well, it was matching though, I wore white and black! &lt;b&gt;Licoln &lt;/b&gt;bought &lt;b&gt;Prince of Persia&lt;/b&gt; tickets. She bought me double scoop mint chocolate chip BR ice cream to cheer me up. Awwww ;) The movie was awesome ! Despite the cold, I stayed in the theater the entire time, not wanting to miss anything at all! Smart choice to choose not to drink before entering ! HAHA! After the movie, we went for some SUSHI ! Got completely bloated! It was one nice day; a random convo:&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Aw, I'm not wearing any pink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*looks at Licoln, she had her pink watch* Alrighty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Random Aunty: &lt;/b&gt;Your plaster is pink ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My day was awesome, how was yours? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Talking to Mango and Mai was awesome too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to try and draw &lt;b&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-904947817922870852?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/904947817922870852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/pink-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/904947817922870852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/904947817922870852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/pink-day.html' title='Pink Day !'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TBBtRrXV3JI/AAAAAAAABqg/lKbhHABFVhQ/s72-c/Lady_Gaga_Speechless_Desktop_by_loveitdarling.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8209764532206036961</id><published>2010-06-08T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:33:14.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destined to do better things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TA5Iu80IBUI/AAAAAAAABqI/Y5eyhlgF-cA/s1600/jklmn.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TA5Iu80IBUI/AAAAAAAABqI/Y5eyhlgF-cA/s320/jklmn.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480397767992411458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TA5IuJlhW_I/AAAAAAAABqA/yXErO0emZRg/s1600/defh.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TA5IuJlhW_I/AAAAAAAABqA/yXErO0emZRg/s320/defh.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480397754240949234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TA5It2NfqGI/AAAAAAAABp4/IjetJzzd1cU/s1600/abcd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TA5It2NfqGI/AAAAAAAABp4/IjetJzzd1cU/s320/abcd.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480397749039900770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, that's all. I know now. Yes, I know. Reshween, you know what I know, you know. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thanks to the one in Oregon, thank you so much. Ily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8209764532206036961?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8209764532206036961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/destined-to-do-better-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8209764532206036961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8209764532206036961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/destined-to-do-better-things.html' title='Destined to do better things!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TA5Iu80IBUI/AAAAAAAABqI/Y5eyhlgF-cA/s72-c/jklmn.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8235597111251024823</id><published>2010-06-08T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:29:27.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESHWEEN KAUR MAAN !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;b&gt;RESHWEEN RETARDIUS MAAN&lt;/b&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, BEST FRIEND ! Friends for ten years and more to come! Of course I don't remember how we met, like seriously, do you? But I thank God so very the much that I met you! God gave me a partner in crime! An awesome partner in crime; treating the school office as if we own the thing, taking the keys for the PA system and making announcements as if we own the entire school! HAHA! Those days....*a long melodramatic pause, reminiscing* Oh, before you go all 'WTH? No picture in this post?' let me explain please, it's because this is how I email &lt;b&gt;Reshween &lt;/b&gt;and hence I will make ALL of you read and read and read like how we always do in emails and messages! I save most when I message her because we type literally everything and reply to everything in one or two messages. That's how to save credit people! LEARN! My mom used to complain why I needed to text her even though I see her everyday in school. HAHA! Talks after school! There are after school parties and after party parties, why not after school texting? HAHA. She's always there when I need her to be! Always knows what to say and what to do when I cry. The one that cheers me up, the only one able to make me smile by simply cracking the lamest jokes(they are lame sometimes but in a good way) I remember very clearly when she gathered us at the stairs to the library to tell us that she's moving to &lt;i&gt;KL&lt;/i&gt;, not soon but SOON. Yeahh, we fought from time to time but we make up all the time. Understanding and really whacky! She's &lt;b&gt;Reshween&lt;/b&gt;, one of a kind and irreplaceable, cliche but it's true! She's the only reason why I learnt football and I remember part of the &lt;i&gt;Manchester United&lt;/i&gt; history, mainly the &lt;i&gt;Old Trafford&lt;/i&gt; and all. HAHA. She's just so special. The respect we have towards each other and the commitment in the friendship(HAHA! Sounds like a relationship!) keeps us friends till now. She's one person that will never ever judge, she's awesome. AWESOME, A W E S O M E. I have no more idea what to write because I dedicate a lot of post for this girl and I think I'm running out of idea! Distance ain't no problem in this friendship, no matter how far we are apart. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RESHWEEN MAAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RESHIIIEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RESHMAAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RESHWEEN RETARDIUS MAAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Usually our emails are longer but since they're always filled with gossips and updates. I don't think you guys would want that. HAHA.&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/3547706660264180797-8235597111251024823?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8235597111251024823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/reshween-kaur-maan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8235597111251024823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8235597111251024823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/reshween-kaur-maan.html' title='RESHWEEN KAUR MAAN !'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8674768811943872932</id><published>2010-06-07T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:54:21.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smilesss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAxqP6S9HyI/AAAAAAAABpw/wn6nsbjQCzA/s1600/ell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAxqP6S9HyI/AAAAAAAABpw/wn6nsbjQCzA/s320/ell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479871668182392610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAxqP6S9HyI/AAAAAAAABpw/wn6nsbjQCzA/s1600/ell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;b&gt;K. ELLY&lt;/b&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was so shocked when she came to school that day to visit :) Then brought me and &lt;b&gt;Pris &lt;/b&gt;to &lt;b&gt;Parade &lt;/b&gt;before leaving to &lt;i&gt;Selangor&lt;/i&gt;. Had the best time ! The way she drove was insane ! HAHA! I miss you so much,&lt;b&gt; K. Elly&lt;/b&gt;. Hope you had a blast and good luck in everything you do ! I wanted to post this in the morning but was rushing to get to &lt;b&gt;Tinie&lt;/b&gt;'s.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll post about my afternoon and evening tomorrow morning. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8674768811943872932?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8674768811943872932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/smilesss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8674768811943872932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8674768811943872932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/smilesss.html' title='Smilesss'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAxqP6S9HyI/AAAAAAAABpw/wn6nsbjQCzA/s72-c/ell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1301862154144919905</id><published>2010-06-06T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:02:03.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never Be The Same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAsdhjew0CI/AAAAAAAABpo/4_QsKi7du3o/s1600/q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAsdhjew0CI/AAAAAAAABpo/4_QsKi7du3o/s320/q.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479505833923498018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;( &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;, you seriously need to clean the mirror )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DAD MADE ME EAT CHICKEN ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up 5.45 in the morning because &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;needed to go to &lt;i&gt;Starwalk &lt;/i&gt;crap. The morning was awesome, oddly, freshly showered and everything. Hopped into the car and listened to &lt;b&gt;FlyFm &lt;/b&gt;all the way. After dropping &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;off, &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;took me to the &lt;i&gt;Dim Sum&lt;/i&gt; place near &lt;b&gt;Falim&lt;/b&gt;. I mean, I agreed because besides chicken and pork, there's prawns and fish used to make &lt;i&gt;dim sum&lt;/i&gt;. Ordered some prawn dim sum, porridge and fishballs for myself while &lt;b&gt;Daddy &lt;/b&gt;ordered anything that looked pretty enough to eat. He couldn't finish the thing so he told me to eat the fried dim sum, blindly thinking that he knew I wouldn't eat any walking living thing, I took the dim sum and ate it! Freaking chicken I tell you ! Like, YUCKS ! Seriously, the taste of it made me so nauseated. I had to wash the whole thing down with &lt;i&gt;Oolong Tea&lt;/i&gt;. I actually got nauseated ! &lt;b&gt;DADDDDDDYYY&lt;/b&gt;, how could you! Grr. Sorry, I ate you, chicken ! &lt;b&gt;NEXTTTT! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after the whole thing, &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;drove me to the same spot near our place to let me drive and everything. It was better than yesterday!&lt;b&gt; Dad&lt;/b&gt;'s probably more excited than me! He was reading the newspaper at that restaurant, he came to an article about driving institutions and he showed it to me, with an '&lt;i&gt;YOU-SEEEE&lt;/i&gt;' kind of expression! &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;let me turn right and everything, he let go of the steering wheel. Yesterday he didn't want to let go &lt;i&gt;AT ALL&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously, do I look so dumb to actually let the car crash ? =.= Had &lt;b&gt;FlyFm &lt;/b&gt;on the entire time, it kept me relaxed. Drove back home and parked the car safely ! :) Then got home and saw &lt;b&gt;Mummy &lt;/b&gt;:D That last sentence was so random, but if you know me well enough, during holidays, I rarely get to see my &lt;b&gt;Mom &lt;/b&gt;in the morning. So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ong &lt;/b&gt;was pretty surprised that I woke up early ! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s morning. How was yours?&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/3547706660264180797-1301862154144919905?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1301862154144919905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/ill-never-be-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1301862154144919905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1301862154144919905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/ill-never-be-same.html' title='I&apos;ll Never Be The Same.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAsdhjew0CI/AAAAAAAABpo/4_QsKi7du3o/s72-c/q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2069216636214626524</id><published>2010-06-05T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:50:52.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine.</title><content type='html'>Daddy let me drive today ! Not really, but I drove 300m back home ! HAHA. It was fun and there's another session tomorrow ! Woots ! ! I'm tagging along to send &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;to the &lt;i&gt;Starwalk&lt;/i&gt;, then the drive ! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zerra&lt;/b&gt;, (and &lt;i&gt;TI- Teluk Intan&lt;/i&gt;) wait for me yea :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is waiting for her &lt;b&gt;Mommy &lt;/b&gt;to bring home the folio, she needs to finish it ! ! ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your heart is broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To your surprise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're sick of crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So tired of living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Misunderstood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think hard woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think you should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come, sorrow is so peculiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It comes in a day, then it'll never leave you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You take a pill, wonder if it will fix you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They wonder why sorrow has never left you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm talkin' bout blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter, matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So blind, so blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter, matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohh, you'll wind up broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Won't find your spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a lost and found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I've been watching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How you behave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not much like a lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More like a slave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come, sorrow is so peculiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It comes in a day, then it'll never leave you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You take a pill, wonder if it will fix you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They wonder why sorrow has never left you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm talkin' bout blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter, matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So blind, so blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter, matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter with... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So blind, so blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter, matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue eyes, blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the matter with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Iloveyoutoo &lt;b&gt;RESHWEEN KAUR MAAN&lt;/b&gt; ! :D&lt;div&gt;Life goes on, things happens for a reason. Plus, you have us! Always there for you, no matter how far away we are. :)&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/3547706660264180797-2069216636214626524?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2069216636214626524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunshine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2069216636214626524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2069216636214626524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6395816924517201288</id><published>2010-06-05T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:13:10.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally the MYE(Mid-Year Examination) is over!! I think I did great drawing but my objective paper A PHAIL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(let's cross out some of it yea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ALL BY THIS FRIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Art folio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Art Paper draft&lt;br /&gt;- History, Arts and Maths paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Moral Folio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;BY NEXT WEEK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Preparations for the interview&lt;br /&gt;- Arts paper 3D model&lt;br /&gt;- T-shirt design&lt;br /&gt;- Add Maths project work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the testimonials from &lt;b&gt;Pn.Sushil&lt;/b&gt; and the school, wish me luck people out there, every time you smile, is a good luck wish for me yeaa :) SMILE MORE SMILE SMILE, you evil thing ! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something happened today, something I wasn't expecting at all, she confronted me. She came to me and made me sit there and listen to her explanation. Thank you &lt;b&gt;Kuba&lt;/b&gt;, for sitting there patiently, waiting for it to be over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She told me she praised me in front of her Upper Six students and how she wished some of them could make me an example. She thought I was responsible, a natural leader and a mature person but when that day I backed up my friend, the mirror shattered(her words, not mine) she said there's a flaw in my point of perspective, said I was clouded by my emotions that day, how the respect she had for me just shattered. Yep that. Hmm. She almost made me cry, I think she was trying to make me guilty, I didn't feel no guilt but awe that I had once been looked up by her. She was trying to get me back to join her in the Board. I'm not sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out something else too, a girl liking me, I'm not trying to be vain or anything but yea. That. Interesting you see. Haha. I bet &lt;b&gt;Prusho&lt;/b&gt;'s gonna question me once she sees this! Yes, &lt;b&gt;Prusho&lt;/b&gt;, I know you too well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's do some &lt;i&gt;MPD&lt;/i&gt;-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one who I won't see for three weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one whose birthday is coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one who made me learn Iris-Goo Goo Dolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one who's just FREAKY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one I waste my phone credit on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one leaving soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one currently in her hometown, TI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the one who missed calls me just for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss so many people. If you're not here like you're most likely supposed to, it means, I'll be seeing you soon and hence, no reason to miss. ;)&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/3547706660264180797-6395816924517201288?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6395816924517201288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-myemid-year-examination-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6395816924517201288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6395816924517201288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-myemid-year-examination-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8270941075155556993</id><published>2010-06-02T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T19:50:48.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass Busting!</title><content type='html'>Frustrating day! Exam weeks are even more hectic, I feel like bashing my head against the wall or something like that! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL BY THIS FRIDAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Art folio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Art Paper draft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- History, Arts and Maths paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Moral Folio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BY NEXT WEEK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Preparations for the interview&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Arts paper 3D model&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- T-shirt design&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Add Maths project work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These ain't gonna stop me from enjoying life! GO &lt;b&gt;PENNY &lt;/b&gt;GO! &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/3547706660264180797-8270941075155556993?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8270941075155556993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/ass-busting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8270941075155556993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8270941075155556993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/06/ass-busting.html' title='Ass Busting!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8921638205396488619</id><published>2010-05-29T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T01:21:00.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bliss, Love and Taking First Steps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAFMsMVSozI/AAAAAAAABpU/1VZZbbl4Zl8/s1600/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAFMsMVSozI/AAAAAAAABpU/1VZZbbl4Zl8/s320/t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476742943967716146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best! I woke up early, to shower, read the guide and then &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;started the car. Ran to the car and back to the house because I left my IC, ran back to the car, &lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;gave me a '=.=' look. Got there, the people there drove us to the center for the computer test. The wait was torturing, not knowing when the receptionist will let us into the room. After I answered all my questions, I double-checked, triple-checked! I CHECKED THE THING FOUR TIMES BEFORE SUBMITTING THE ANSWERS( I had thirty minutes left ) &lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt;'s word floated in my mind the entire time;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;i&gt;"Check after you answer, check after you answer."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I PASSED! I FREAKING PASSED!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:D I called my &lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt;, he went back to sleep, told him face full of smiles :) Yes, &lt;u&gt;first step&lt;/u&gt; to THE STEERING WHEEL ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got home after that, napped right after because I was too tired. When I woke up, DVD and food! Then I logged into &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;checked all the notifications and saw two mentioning the AFS letter. I got all jumpy and anxious, asking &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;if the postman came today. She said no, I called &lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt;, she said 'No' too, then I remembered that I filled in&lt;b&gt; Aunty Vivian&lt;/b&gt;'s house address because I wasn't sure when I'm moving. I called &lt;b&gt;Aunty Vivian&lt;/b&gt;, she wasn't home and said she'd check once she gets home. She did and called me after that asking if she should open the letter for me, I said yes, she did and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm going to the interview!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That, is the &lt;u&gt;first step&lt;/u&gt; to THE STATES ! Wish me luck! The interview's on the 8th ( &lt;b&gt;RESHWEEN&lt;/b&gt;, A LUCKY DAY I SEE )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I asked her, she said yes, so this is surely a day to remember! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8921638205396488619?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8921638205396488619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/bliss-love-and-taking-first-steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8921638205396488619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8921638205396488619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/bliss-love-and-taking-first-steps.html' title='The Bliss, Love and Taking First Steps.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAFMsMVSozI/AAAAAAAABpU/1VZZbbl4Zl8/s72-c/t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5457207355882389979</id><published>2010-05-28T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:25:06.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off With His Head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had fun this morning shopping for cloth for&lt;b&gt; Sya&lt;/b&gt;'s prom dress. I was FASHIONABLY late! I like this pun! After I reached, we went out right away, picked up &lt;strong&gt;Nasyim &lt;/strong&gt;on the way to &lt;i&gt;KAMDAR.&lt;/i&gt;The whole process of choosing and deciding, rejecting and agreeing. F.U.N I tell you. Especially with tasteful people; &lt;b&gt;Mai&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Diba &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Nasyim&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;, you're not in the list, or else we would have gotten the thing we wanted faster. But still, I love youuuu :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to the tailor then back to &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;'s place. Then, the &lt;i&gt;camwhoring &lt;/i&gt;began! Well, it started since we got to &lt;i&gt;Kamdar. &lt;/i&gt;Whatever, I'm just going to post the pictures. The whole day was filled with going online, watching music videos, reading our horoscopes, reasoning &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;, CAMWHORED and slept(well, that was me, gum ulcer you see)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAEAFHL8YHI/AAAAAAAABpE/0HFoKt2kCiw/s320/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at &lt;i&gt;Kamdar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAEAF_ssB4I/AAAAAAAABpM/fGbvqfozQFU/s320/all.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;'s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the other gazillion pictures , FACEBOOK yea people. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5457207355882389979?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5457207355882389979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/off-with-his-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5457207355882389979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5457207355882389979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/off-with-his-head.html' title='Off With His Head!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/TAEAFHL8YHI/AAAAAAAABpE/0HFoKt2kCiw/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1468506341561223688</id><published>2010-05-27T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:16:47.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love how you never fail to make me smile ;)</title><content type='html'>I sketched another &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;six &lt;/span&gt;dresses for &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I HATE DRAWING FORMAL DRESSES WITH LONG SLEEVES.&lt;/span&gt; =.= The sleeves get on my nerves! Plus, the gigantic ulcer is killing me! I had to place a cold water bottle on my chin while answering my exam paper.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had bananaaaaaaaaaaaaa cake &lt;b&gt;Mommy &lt;/b&gt;bought. Hee. Then some homemade sushi &lt;b&gt;Ong's &lt;/b&gt;sister brought. She made it just for &lt;b&gt;Ong&lt;/b&gt;, how sweet, I want someone to do that for me too. Now, I shall go read the road laws/rules(?) while watching the Korean Drama. I recommend this I tell you. &lt;i&gt;Brilliant Legacy. &lt;/i&gt;Didn't know &lt;b&gt;Mom &lt;/b&gt;bought the DVD! Hee! AWESHUMMM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid ulcer. Grr. I can't even talk properly, it's almost like when I pierced my tongue all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1468506341561223688?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1468506341561223688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-how-you-never-fail-to-make-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1468506341561223688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1468506341561223688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-how-you-never-fail-to-make-me.html' title='I love how you never fail to make me smile ;)'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4401367512581773767</id><published>2010-05-24T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:26:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was young I asked my &lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me &lt;/b&gt;: Why did you marry mommy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;: Because she whistled at me. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked the same question to Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom &lt;/b&gt;: Because he whistled at me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt;, I tell you is the cutest thing ever! It's so sweet, it never fails to make me smile. It was my sister, &lt;/span&gt;Joanne&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;, who asked, I remember really clearly when she asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&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/3547706660264180797-4401367512581773767?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4401367512581773767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4401367512581773767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4401367512581773767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-game.html' title='Love Game.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-155974018168544408</id><published>2010-05-23T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:58:45.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I going to see you on the other side?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_kzaE6H8_I/AAAAAAAABo8/nhxTaE4F2PU/s1600/nurriz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_kzaE6H8_I/AAAAAAAABo8/nhxTaE4F2PU/s320/nurriz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474463345132696562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurrizque Addelina, cute right :) She wanted a picture of me on Teachers' Day but I didn't want to so she took one during recess time Thursday, I think, (or Tuesday) Yeah. One of those days. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Spent my whole day killing virtual enemies again! I have no mood to study at all but at some point, I stopped, ate and started doing &lt;i&gt;Addmaths&lt;/i&gt;. Accompanied &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;to watch &lt;i&gt;OHSHC, &lt;/i&gt;then now, I'm going to read some BM before the rerun of &lt;i&gt;Trauma &lt;/i&gt;starts. After that, I'll go to bed. Nothing is going to get into my brain much anyways, better sleep then wake up all fresh tomorrow morning right. Hmm. Yours Truly, bad mood, not saying anything anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-155974018168544408?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/155974018168544408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-i-going-to-see-you-on-other-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/155974018168544408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/155974018168544408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-i-going-to-see-you-on-other-side.html' title='Am I going to see you on the other side?'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_kzaE6H8_I/AAAAAAAABo8/nhxTaE4F2PU/s72-c/nurriz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-394438082686540279</id><published>2010-05-22T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:41:51.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining McRawrs and Domo-kuns.</title><content type='html'>I sat through the five hours course and trust me, bring a group of people along or else you'll get bored to death. BUUUUTT, luckily the second instructor has a good sense of humor, he's almost like &lt;b&gt;Salehin&lt;/b&gt;. Ah,  I miss that teacher. Speaking of guy teachers, I miss &lt;b&gt;Mr Mentali&lt;/b&gt;. :d He sent me a message that day via &lt;i&gt;Friendster&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, speaking of the most humiliating thing ever, I left my IC at the Driving Institute (did I mention the place's acronym : P.M.S &lt;i&gt;Pusat Memandu Sepakat&lt;/i&gt;!)and the lady had to call me to return to the place. With my eyeliner all wiped clean, hair tied up and pants off, well I stripped off the jeans,THEN put on some shorts. Sooooo, I called my Dad and he drove me back there, retrieved my IC. I scheduled the test, next Saturday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, &lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt; spent the day kicking-animated-butts playing zOMG with &lt;b&gt;Kitson&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Jaycee&lt;/b&gt; joined us afterwards. Now, feeling like I should read something, I shall re-read &lt;i&gt;Shiver. &lt;/i&gt;Then I will sleep early then wake up early then read some Chemistry then try not to fall asleep then miss &lt;b&gt;Referee &lt;/b&gt;a.k.a &lt;b&gt;REF.FY. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm going to ask her, if it's a no, at least I've tried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-394438082686540279?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/394438082686540279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/raining-mcrawrs-and-domo-kuns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/394438082686540279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/394438082686540279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/raining-mcrawrs-and-domo-kuns.html' title='Raining McRawrs and Domo-kuns.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5061547424343314532</id><published>2010-05-21T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:19:47.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ZAw6CAbpI/AAAAAAAABo0/-Unvtx83cAs/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ZAw6CAbpI/AAAAAAAABo0/-Unvtx83cAs/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473633606070988434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's paper= EPIC PHAIL, the only marks I think I'm getting will be from the&lt;i&gt; Cell Division&lt;/i&gt; chapter, that's all. Yes, it was that bad. Never mind, let's skip that. Hee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today I caught myself smiling for no reason... then I realized I was thinking about you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hee. So cute can :) I'm fell pretty today, very vain very vain. HAHA.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck tomorrow, I didn't know we have to dress well to listen to the course, seriously, for five hours! &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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; ♥ iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5061547424343314532?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5061547424343314532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5061547424343314532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5061547424343314532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes-you.html' title='Yes, You.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ZAw6CAbpI/AAAAAAAABo0/-Unvtx83cAs/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7378168196453787104</id><published>2010-05-20T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T14:32:29.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom Vroom BANG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Dad &lt;/b&gt;drove &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;and I to register for the &lt;i&gt;Undang &lt;/i&gt;Course. It's this Saturday, the course is this Saturday. Sudden approval from my parents so I need to grab the opportunity! The total cost of the whole package(including the test and the instructor fee and all that crap) is RM600! Well, for the sake of my younger siblings so that mom don't have to chauffeur them to school every morning. ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology, meiosis occurs in gametes only! It got drilled into my brain because I saw one clip in &lt;i&gt;YouTube&lt;/i&gt;, the guy is awesome, I want him as my Bio teacher! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-7378168196453787104?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7378168196453787104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/vroom-vroom-bang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7378168196453787104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7378168196453787104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/vroom-vroom-bang.html' title='Vroom Vroom BANG!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-38095871051381490</id><published>2010-05-18T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:41:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILxkaA9_I/AAAAAAAABos/CplXNmkhjXA/s1600/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILxkaA9_I/AAAAAAAABos/CplXNmkhjXA/s320/l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472449443422861298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILw6zSAEI/AAAAAAAABok/P640i1IKR6o/s1600/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILw6zSAEI/AAAAAAAABok/P640i1IKR6o/s320/j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472449432254545986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelly &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILw6zSAEI/AAAAAAAABok/P640i1IKR6o/s1600/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILwswwkcI/AAAAAAAABoc/iGFAIcNbj9A/s1600/i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILwswwkcI/AAAAAAAABoc/iGFAIcNbj9A/s320/i.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472449428485870018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Stayed home because of some unforeseen circumstances, got a few more pictures from yesterday and is having an urge to slash something so I came online to play &lt;b&gt;zOMG!&lt;/b&gt;. Pretty lifeless but&lt;i&gt; Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt; is pretty bored right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Referee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then.&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/3547706660264180797-38095871051381490?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/38095871051381490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/38095871051381490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/38095871051381490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_ILxkaA9_I/AAAAAAAABos/CplXNmkhjXA/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-310746589610985429</id><published>2010-05-17T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:54:43.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Heart, Chocolate Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right after I entered the gate, my smile got flushed down the toilet. I have to hold on to someone to keep myself from prancing right at her face and chew her face off! (that, my friend, i wish is not a hyperbole, sadly it is) I made it anyhow since I didn't have to see that face again. Stopping here, not mentioning since I need to post in a cheery mood or else the things go haywire and really messed up and I draft this instead of posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_EAZFlnV6I/AAAAAAAABns/EFkB2A7ozTo/s320/e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hiding from &lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_EAZcZ3VBI/AAAAAAAABn0/R07vyqGQ6Vw/s320/peek.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_EAZliOBaI/AAAAAAAABn8/tL0kUZG1mSE/s320/royalty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crowning the&lt;b&gt; King &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Queen of Teachers' Day&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_EAaBgW9tI/AAAAAAAABoE/WvUnLwrq7Qo/s320/kila.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With &lt;b&gt;Kila Mohd&lt;/b&gt;, the superstar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_EAaS78tCI/AAAAAAAABoM/nQfktFhL0Wg/s320/kilaaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or, a.k.a my cheerleader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took forever for &lt;b&gt;Faie &lt;/b&gt;to tell us what was the cardboard cartoon that she saw, I even asked her if it was some kiddy show that only &lt;b&gt;Najhan&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Najhan&lt;/b&gt;=&lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;'s nephew) would watch. In the end, it was just;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_EDs_WBbcI/AAAAAAAABoU/hSlwglTomJM/s320/mirmo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep! &lt;i&gt;MIRMO ZIBANG! &lt;/i&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/i&gt; had Curry Noodles for lunch :) Yummy! Let's talk happy, I quit! I'm no longer in the &lt;i&gt;Editorial Board&lt;/i&gt;. That, I can assure you, is a bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The rockstar signing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-310746589610985429?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/310746589610985429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/bitter-heart-chocolate-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/310746589610985429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/310746589610985429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/bitter-heart-chocolate-heart.html' title='Bitter Heart, Chocolate Heart.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S_EAZFlnV6I/AAAAAAAABns/EFkB2A7ozTo/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5098615962751733807</id><published>2010-05-16T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:31:31.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ornamental Duties.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Took a break from all the organelles and cells to make the layout, it didn't take long but it looks nice right ? ;D Oh, notice the music change? I like it, if you don't, just pause it every time you come here, like how&lt;b&gt; Seng Hoo&lt;/b&gt; does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the pictures from &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VKKWtjRI/AAAAAAAABms/CBPKDGcaqeE/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471826442833464594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VKTr4LLI/AAAAAAAABm0/5n7nVvkj6Rk/s320/n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VK7obNyI/AAAAAAAABm8/YqilQX7SRc8/s320/e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VLnxCeVI/AAAAAAAABnM/Jd8fH76QYf8/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VLnxCeVI/AAAAAAAABnM/Jd8fH76QYf8/s320/c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471826467908385106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VLLZTo5I/AAAAAAAABnE/vxeaLGDxxXw/s1600/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VLLZTo5I/AAAAAAAABnE/vxeaLGDxxXw/s320/m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471826460292653970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_WrYjv36I/AAAAAAAABnU/H05xrlsksNI/s320/b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eeeep, &lt;i&gt;Yours Truly &lt;/i&gt;loves how the picture turned out ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute eh ? Heee, narcissistic I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5098615962751733807?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5098615962751733807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/ornamental-duties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5098615962751733807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5098615962751733807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/ornamental-duties.html' title='Ornamental Duties.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-_VKKWtjRI/AAAAAAAABms/CBPKDGcaqeE/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8111833911341303584</id><published>2010-05-15T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T14:42:12.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Forever, You Don't Stand A Chance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes, you’re not going to mess with me or my friends! Seriously, get yourself a gut before you mess with my people! It’s so dumb to go around doing things behind our backs, we all know you. We all know what you’re capable of, too well. Haven’t you learn already from the past? or you’re just that dumb to repeat the same mistake? Yes, most probably, there’s no other way! I always have time to deal with losers, bring it on!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's a shame that no one understands, right &lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;? We'll succeed in our own way! I can already guess what they are going to tell you(and most probably me also) but let me tell you, take it in, we're already quiting no matter what, it's our right! You have us, everyone(but them) knows about our capability! We all know she's just some random bitch getting on our way just because they can't get no where by their capability(what do you call people without any capabilities?) We are the champions alright! :)&lt;b&gt; Tinie, Chucky, Deq'a, Zerra&lt;/b&gt; and the others(INCLUDING ME, YOU CANNOT FORGET ME!) are there for you! Come on, hun! &lt;i&gt;Yours &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Truly &lt;/i&gt;go play &lt;i&gt;Pictureka &lt;/i&gt;with you yeah! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jom main Pictureka, &lt;b&gt;Penny &lt;/b&gt;sure kalah mcm bodooo je!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now, I will go and download Yahoo Messenger so that &lt;b&gt;Faie &lt;/b&gt;will leave me alone! XD&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/3547706660264180797-8111833911341303584?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8111833911341303584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-forever-you-dont-stand-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8111833911341303584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8111833911341303584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-forever-you-dont-stand-chance.html' title='Not Forever, You Don&apos;t Stand A Chance.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7151571504402403190</id><published>2010-05-13T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T20:46:57.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Penny Wants Crystals on Her Handcrafted Silver Tiara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-v0SvgOcEI/AAAAAAAABmM/9UoGJLKH3RM/s1600/penny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-v0SvgOcEI/AAAAAAAABmM/9UoGJLKH3RM/s320/penny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470734775198052418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;picture from the Science On Wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aimi &lt;/b&gt;said I look like a princess because of how I did my hair today. My fringe grew long enough to be officially let down free instead of all clipped up like a picture I posted few days ago. Yes, &lt;b&gt;Princess Penny &lt;/b&gt;speaking at the moment, silence please. &lt;b&gt;Azura &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Fana &lt;/b&gt;complimented the HAIR too. Then in the afternoon, &lt;b&gt;Jevy &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Sarv&lt;/b&gt;, the same. &lt;b&gt;Jevy &lt;/b&gt;scared me a lil' when she looked all serious and such before she said I should do the same hair everytime because me look pretty ;) My &lt;b&gt;Nurrizque &lt;/b&gt;too, that girl pinched &lt;i&gt;Yours Truly's&lt;/i&gt; cheek even. Aww, so cute :D Yep, I feel pampered today, yes yes I do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, &lt;b&gt;Ong&lt;/b&gt;, I feel the imaginary flowers behind me sparkling and dancing while I speak. My referee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lin&lt;/b&gt;, on the other hand, won't stop disturbing me the whole day. It's fun though, I feel the love. HAHAHA. All the love crap is getting onto me too effectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wan Z&lt;/b&gt; made me converse with the class whiteboard again! XD It was hilarious! I wish I copied the convo down but before I did, &lt;b&gt;Miss Fong&lt;/b&gt; entered the class. It reminds me of the time in our Form4 building, ahh, the &lt;i&gt;Sticky Notes Wall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time passes so quick, it's already May and next week is my Mid Year Exam already. No more novels, &lt;b&gt;Penny&lt;/b&gt;. Go bury yourself in all those pocket notes! T-T Yes, such miserable life. Since I'm in a good mood today, I shall go study. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care my fellow pathetic amount of readers, drink more water until you feel so horribly drunk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-7151571504402403190?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7151571504402403190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/princess-penny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7151571504402403190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7151571504402403190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/princess-penny.html' title='Princess Penny Wants Crystals on Her Handcrafted Silver Tiara'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-v0SvgOcEI/AAAAAAAABmM/9UoGJLKH3RM/s72-c/penny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4513076029890959949</id><published>2010-05-12T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:08:04.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Bleed Just To Know You're Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-rEPwQ9abI/AAAAAAAABmE/EUoOuLfoU9Q/s1600/kebudayaan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-rEPwQ9abI/AAAAAAAABmE/EUoOuLfoU9Q/s320/kebudayaan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470400472328006066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-rEPgekeTI/AAAAAAAABl8/FYgQe1G3Mc8/s1600/draft+two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-rEPgekeTI/AAAAAAAABl8/FYgQe1G3Mc8/s320/draft+two.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470400468090124594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-qOI_DnjHI/AAAAAAAABl0/pTkNOJqFCTs/s1600/prefrectorial+board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-qOI_DnjHI/AAAAAAAABl0/pTkNOJqFCTs/s320/prefrectorial+board.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470340982411594866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;again, with collar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*I got lazy some part, so forgive me ;B&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope it's the heat that's screwing with my head because I don't feel like falling sick all over again. I barely managed to survive morale class this afternoon, I slept through it and still the headache won't leave me alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-4513076029890959949?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4513076029890959949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-bleed-just-to-know-youre-alive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4513076029890959949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4513076029890959949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-bleed-just-to-know-youre-alive.html' title='You Bleed Just To Know You&apos;re Alive'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-rEPwQ9abI/AAAAAAAABmE/EUoOuLfoU9Q/s72-c/kebudayaan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-114931742435745700</id><published>2010-05-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:16:25.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Want You To Know Who I Am</title><content type='html'>Today is the happiest day by far this week ;)&lt;div&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Science on Wheels Fair &lt;/i&gt;from &lt;i&gt;Pusat Sains Negara &lt;/i&gt;rocked the school along with the Xpax S.O.X people! Had a lot of fun loitering actually. HAHA. All the pictures are with Tinie and I can't wait to get my hands on 'em. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;, how are you &lt;b&gt;Faie,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; at home&lt;/i&gt;? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tinie Tinie, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'M SO SORRY. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-114931742435745700?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/114931742435745700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-want-you-to-know-who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/114931742435745700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/114931742435745700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-want-you-to-know-who-i-am.html' title='I Just Want You To Know Who I Am'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-5071047732501967825</id><published>2010-05-09T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:35:56.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiver, Linger and Forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-aOauFW1DI/AAAAAAAABlc/hqQhMasel1s/s1600/draft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-aOauFW1DI/AAAAAAAABlc/hqQhMasel1s/s320/draft.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469215387186287666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the first draft. With collar also, and there's supposed to be one &lt;i&gt;PDRM &lt;/i&gt;logo and another logo of something which I don't remember, at all. Will find out from &lt;b&gt;Faie &lt;/b&gt;soon. Spent my day reading '&lt;i&gt;Shiver&lt;/i&gt;', it's awesome so far and either I finish it today or stop reading until after the Mid Year papers. Aww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh. What &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;and I did yesterday when &lt;b&gt;Mom &lt;/b&gt;came home;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mom was hitting the showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I asked her for her phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She gave it to me without hesitation(usually it takes forever to persuade her, she interrogates you until you give up).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I put the strap on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Placed it back in her room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Made &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;call her on her cell phone after she entered her room to make sure she sees the strap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;asked her, "Do you like it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She said yes and there was a smile in her voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jaycee and I laughed like maniacs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;HAPPY MOMMA'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-5071047732501967825?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5071047732501967825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/shiver-linger-and-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5071047732501967825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/5071047732501967825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/shiver-linger-and-forever.html' title='Shiver, Linger and Forever.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-aOauFW1DI/AAAAAAAABlc/hqQhMasel1s/s72-c/draft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4353924357833699916</id><published>2010-05-08T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:55:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Really Very Intelligent System</title><content type='html'>Watched Iron Man 2 with &lt;b&gt;Kitson &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;today, bought last minute tickets! While &lt;b&gt;Kitson &lt;/b&gt;was busy freezing in the theatre, &lt;b&gt;Jaycee &lt;/b&gt;and I had fun going '&lt;i&gt;oohh&lt;/i&gt;' and '&lt;i&gt;ahh&lt;/i&gt;'. Okay, fine, it was me only!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;J.A.R.V.I.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; has such sexy voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hee. Worth watching and it's really nice! At first I was reluctant because I didn't watch the first movie while the other two did but it turned out awesome! Glad that &lt;b&gt;Kitson &lt;/b&gt;dragged me to the cinema to wait in the super duper long queue. After that we bought Momma a present which will remind her of all of us forever(whenever we're in school) It's a phone strap with our initials and a cute monkey charm ;) Had &lt;i&gt;sizzling mee &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;ice kacang &lt;/i&gt;for dessert. Bought a t-shirt and liquid eyeliner for myself. Took a cab back and after a whole day, my eye make-up did not smudge one bit! Woah, big accomplishment! HAHA. Well, that's all, I'm getting the &lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt; DVD+poster later next Tuesday when I go out with &lt;b&gt;Sya&lt;/b&gt;. Can't wait to see her, it has been so long! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ed/Iron_Man_2_poster.jpg" alt="File:Iron Man 2 poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3547706660264180797-4353924357833699916?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4353924357833699916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-really-very-intelligent-system.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4353924357833699916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4353924357833699916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-really-very-intelligent-system.html' title='Just A Really Very Intelligent System'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-8710145122723284421</id><published>2010-05-08T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:23:41.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops Falling on My Head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-Q9fiqLuZI/AAAAAAAABlU/CkP0lMeH1Vo/s1600/30008_1355356056458_1608164631_834767_5745418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-Q9fiqLuZI/AAAAAAAABlU/CkP0lMeH1Vo/s320/30008_1355356056458_1608164631_834767_5745418_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468563459623598482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that I have my own 'dream remote' in my mind, somewhere in there when I have no mood to do anything and decide to sleep TO DREAM. Yes, I love to dream, there's where inspirations for my designs come from(besides from my observations in school, and being with my friends), there's also where I find my little happiness and there's also where everything can happen; my dream realm. I tend to try and fall back asleep in attempt to continue the dream and I switch to different 'channels' of dreams sometimes. I can sleep up to 12 hours just for the sake to dream! That's Yours Truly, so crazy yea? But that's who I am and that's how I manage to put on a smile everyday, my little realm of all possibilities! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-8710145122723284421?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8710145122723284421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/raindrops-falling-on-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8710145122723284421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/8710145122723284421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/raindrops-falling-on-my-head.html' title='Raindrops Falling on My Head.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S-Q9fiqLuZI/AAAAAAAABlU/CkP0lMeH1Vo/s72-c/30008_1355356056458_1608164631_834767_5745418_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-6988082564540379328</id><published>2010-05-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:24:34.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gitchee Gitchee Goo!!!!</title><content type='html'>Had awesome crazy time with &lt;b&gt;Elly &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Pris &lt;/b&gt;at the mall today? Yes, of course! &lt;b&gt;Elly &lt;/b&gt;was so extreme as she pierced her ears; three at the same time! One helix even!Made Yours Truly super excited to get more of her own...after &lt;b&gt;SPM&lt;/b&gt;. Bought some accessories for Yours Truly. ;) Momma wants me  to get a cardigan. Why oh why may I ask? Hmm.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to my awesome class for the win in the quiz, will compete in the Finals tomorrow! ALL THE BEST GUYS! You all know I'll be there holler-ing and cheering for you guys. HAHA. Oh, I &lt;i&gt;camwhored &lt;/i&gt;with &lt;b&gt;Tinie's &lt;/b&gt;DSLR in school even, it turned out great, I should go nag &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;for the pictures soon! I'm coming &lt;b&gt;Tinieeee&lt;/b&gt;. &gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures with &lt;b&gt;Elly &lt;/b&gt;though, meaning this will be a really empty post! D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles ya'll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-6988082564540379328?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6988082564540379328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/gitchee-gitchee-goo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6988082564540379328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/6988082564540379328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/gitchee-gitchee-goo.html' title='Gitchee Gitchee Goo!!!!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2734571059410035170</id><published>2010-05-02T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:44:50.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Not A Fairytale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S91AG-OZTgI/AAAAAAAABlE/sbkvHaeHDbY/s1600/tinie+penny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S91AG-OZTgI/AAAAAAAABlE/sbkvHaeHDbY/s320/tinie+penny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466596011224419842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is for the one in the picture.&lt;div&gt;Move on, hun. It hurts I know because the ones that you care for the most hurts you even more. It hurts but you'll survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts, yes, but it happens, it happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts but it goes away, not now but sooner or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts but that's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts but the past has passed, there's tomorrow to live for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts because you care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts because you'll survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts because it will go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts because that's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts because the past has passed and there's tomorrow to live for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts, but I'm here for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here for you to listen and to wipe the tears off your cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-2734571059410035170?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2734571059410035170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-not-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2734571059410035170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2734571059410035170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-not-fairytale.html' title='Life&apos;s Not A Fairytale.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S91AG-OZTgI/AAAAAAAABlE/sbkvHaeHDbY/s72-c/tinie+penny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1863634568043743870</id><published>2010-04-30T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T03:33:33.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Happier(Less Angrier,Not Happier) Note.</title><content type='html'>A blog I log on to from time to time makes me think. Yes, all the time. The words and random quotes make me reminisce and see things differently. See things the other way round instead of being stubborn and staying on that one freaking side. Her posts make me wonder what's on the other side of things. The possibilities and the different outcomes one's choice can cause. I don't know what I'm crapping but I feel the need to blog this and thank her for posting. A sudden wave of gratitude from Yours Truly. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you &lt;b&gt;Siew Mei,&lt;/b&gt;for your posts.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(not those food posts, though, half the things you eat, I don't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm getting all sick again, it's so unfair, I took the vitamins and drank loads of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;However, thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1863634568043743870?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1863634568043743870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-happierless-angriernot-happier-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1863634568043743870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1863634568043743870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-happierless-angriernot-happier-note.html' title='On A Happier(Less Angrier,Not Happier) Note.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1869403987721176111</id><published>2010-04-30T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:38:16.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Castle Castle, Rick Castle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9qypZv12pI/AAAAAAAABk8/bPCwUdnPGbA/s1600/jj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9qypZv12pI/AAAAAAAABk8/bPCwUdnPGbA/s320/jj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465877522123446930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9qyo6g3ciI/AAAAAAAABk0/3htK06HyysA/s1600/26597_1333425068197_1608164631_787902_6239614_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9qyo6g3ciI/AAAAAAAABk0/3htK06HyysA/s320/26597_1333425068197_1608164631_787902_6239614_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465877513739137570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Didn't see these people today because I didn't go to school. I studied so hard for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Addmaths &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;D: Nevermind, I'll finish another three essays for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Vasantha* :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Plus, I need to reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Reshween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;email, which is taking me forever because I'm always too tired to stay awake to finish replying to it! HAHA. It's coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Resh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;, it's coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;**Yours Truly appointed her as my personal motivator to finish my morale essays! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;So far I did nothing but I'm going out tomorrow to return &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Adib'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;uniform and then to the mall to celebrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; Deq'a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;'s birthday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Faie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;'s itching for some bowling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;-style! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Then it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Kick Ass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;time! Woots woots, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Aaron Johnson!&lt;/span&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;I have a pet-pig at home; she wakes up to eat and then to sleep after that. I call her, &lt;b&gt;Joanne&lt;/b&gt;! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Fuck whoever submitted my name for the science talk! &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/3547706660264180797-1869403987721176111?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1869403987721176111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/castle-castle-rick-castle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1869403987721176111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1869403987721176111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/castle-castle-rick-castle.html' title='Castle Castle, Rick Castle.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9qypZv12pI/AAAAAAAABk8/bPCwUdnPGbA/s72-c/jj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-2200728588840951149</id><published>2010-04-29T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:31:24.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Vain in the Ass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvUgT70zI/AAAAAAAABkc/9oypoYwU6aE/s1600/DSC02023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvUgT70zI/AAAAAAAABkc/9oypoYwU6aE/s320/DSC02023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465522020852421426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvUKElACI/AAAAAAAABkU/XALHsS8pL98/s1600/DSC02021+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvUKElACI/AAAAAAAABkU/XALHsS8pL98/s320/DSC02021+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465522014882431010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvTkPYJ8I/AAAAAAAABkM/dPtO0yF2r2o/s1600/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvTkPYJ8I/AAAAAAAABkM/dPtO0yF2r2o/s320/DSC02017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465522004727179202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvVdRai6I/AAAAAAAABks/qLW-2todfKU/s320/DSC02028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvU19bHoI/AAAAAAAABkk/RtSTsaE6u7E/s320/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvTkPYJ8I/AAAAAAAABkM/dPtO0yF2r2o/s1600/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took the liberty to camwhore since no one, besides a few of them has seen me in&lt;div&gt; a prefect's uniform. I opted the short skirt because the long one made me look even shorter than I already am! Wearing the blazer made me look so weird and so wrong everywhere. HAHA. The quiz was okay. We could have won but it was a tough competition; so close, yet so far eh ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school and almost half of the residents of 5AV got the flu and sorts. Poor &lt;b&gt;Tinie &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Faie&lt;/b&gt;. D: Get well soon, huns. &lt;b&gt;Chucky&lt;/b&gt; was all fine and well! Haha. She served her time! (what a joke!) Skipped my Ping Pong practice, so now I need to type an excuse letter for the teacher. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh, Yours Truly sorted all the T-shirts and now her room looks like a warehouse! HAHA.&lt;/div&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/3547706660264180797-2200728588840951149?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2200728588840951149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/being-vain-in-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2200728588840951149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/2200728588840951149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/being-vain-in-ass.html' title='Being a Vain in the Ass!'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9lvUgT70zI/AAAAAAAABkc/9oypoYwU6aE/s72-c/DSC02023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-7971266472164709703</id><published>2010-04-26T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:23:22.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Apples Green Elephants.</title><content type='html'>Yours truly is infected with eeeeevil pathogens hence is sick with all sorts of flu, sore throat, migraine, headache, body aches and such. I barely survived my &lt;i&gt;Modern Maths&lt;/i&gt; paper but I think I can score since I answered all the questions. I didn't really study, I flipped through the pages, trying to make sense from all the elevation and depression angle. Frustrating I tell you. But I survived.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the&lt;i&gt; St.John T-Shirts&lt;/i&gt;, too, finally. So I guess the members will get them tomorrow to wear on Wednesday! Yahoo!! But, &lt;b&gt;Szu Xin, Siew Mei,&lt;/b&gt; pay up people. Haha. I need the RM30 so badly, I'm broke this week(yes, the week just started and I'm already broke, ha!) I tried it on, it looks kind of cool alright. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to take a nap because I can't take it anymore. &lt;b&gt;Yuni &lt;/b&gt;said; &lt;i&gt;"Mana boleh nurse pun sakit."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-7971266472164709703?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7971266472164709703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/red-apples-green-elephants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7971266472164709703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/7971266472164709703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/red-apples-green-elephants.html' title='Red Apples Green Elephants.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1699395010031355012</id><published>2010-04-24T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:33:44.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Unbirthday to You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three(plus today's, four) birthday wishes here! Have to cramp everything into one post because I didn't have the time to go online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;15 APRIL 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;NUR SYAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;IERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;H MOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;D AMIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;UDIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUUUUUU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9LsR45fJ3I/AAAAAAAABj8/xbw0eJ4bi_Q/s320/DSC08724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I love you, &lt;b&gt;Chucky&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I can read through you and don't even think about lying to me! HAHA. I banned her from reading before I post this post! HAHA. Now, you can read, &lt;b&gt;Chucky&lt;/b&gt;! She became my desk-mate after &lt;b&gt;Cha'oi&lt;/b&gt; left and it was instant craziness, alongside with &lt;b&gt;Zerra &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Wan Z&lt;/b&gt;, in front. She responses to &lt;i&gt;every &lt;/i&gt;'cute' compliments no matter if it's for her or not! The target of &lt;b&gt;Zura &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Puteri &lt;/b&gt;when it comes to 'bullying' her! It's hilarious but I stand up for her in the end! She's the type that would stay up the whole night to finish her homework, I have no idea where she finds that kind of will!! She cares for everyone and bakes us cupcakes during different occasions! Hee, I JUST LOVE HER SO SO VERY THE MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19 APRIL 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FATIN IZZATI FUAD *stareeee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9LsSMCWrtI/AAAAAAAABkE/HYdKvumZKuQ/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;She, is the only petite person I'm afraid of, besides &lt;b&gt;Ieka &lt;/b&gt;of course. Her stare can make the whole class go quiet(that didn't really happen but I bet she can do that). She rarely expresses how she feels but you can always see when she's annoyed. Even &lt;b&gt;Faie &lt;/b&gt;gets scared of her! Scaryyy but I LOVE HER! Did I mention, she plays rugby?! Don't mess with her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20 APRIL 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FATIN NADIRA ABDUL NASSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY from CHONG, CHORR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9LsRQhQMQI/AAAAAAAABjs/fCsMggNl96A/s320/deqa+penny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Only a few pictures with her. I &lt;i&gt;tried &lt;/i&gt;really hard to stay awake to text her at midnight but I failed =.= I was too sleepyyyy. Grr. I don't have much to say but I just want to say 'Iloveyou' here. :) Friends since 2008. If we go out together then only I buy you your present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;24 APRIL 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AYUNI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9LsRk3Z_7I/AAAAAAAABj0/A_cMXGYEIAo/s320/yuni+edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Eeeee, so cute! Happy Birthday cutestuff! The form fives sang for her in the audi hall today! Hee. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;TODAY IS A PENNY-DECLARED-DAY,&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; THE HUGGING DAY `!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I hugged my buddy a lot of times today! Come, my busybody buddy, let's spread happiness to everyone in...the class! Haha. &lt;b&gt;Pn. Najeema&lt;/b&gt; was fun but it took too long, that's the only problem, I got bored and &lt;b&gt;Etty &lt;/b&gt;fell asleep even! X) I submitted my&lt;i&gt; AFS Preliminary&lt;/i&gt; form today, like finally, so let's all keep our fingers crossed!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm tired, good night my lovers, goodbye my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1699395010031355012?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1699395010031355012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-unbirthday-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1699395010031355012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1699395010031355012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-unbirthday-to-you.html' title='A Very Unbirthday to You.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S9LsR45fJ3I/AAAAAAAABj8/xbw0eJ4bi_Q/s72-c/DSC08724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-1982636970505654921</id><published>2010-04-16T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:38:26.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIP (working in progesses)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S8mOYxPfG6I/AAAAAAAABjk/F1MFRWbOEHI/s1600/WIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S8mOYxPfG6I/AAAAAAAABjk/F1MFRWbOEHI/s320/WIP.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461052579349732258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;class' page for the e-magazine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S8mMg7fZGyI/AAAAAAAABjc/T3acuWhxqG4/s1600/new+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S8mMg7fZGyI/AAAAAAAABjc/T3acuWhxqG4/s320/new+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461050520516500258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S8mMgm-qhpI/AAAAAAAABjU/UDegG4b3iRU/s1600/ein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S8mMgm-qhpI/AAAAAAAABjU/UDegG4b3iRU/s320/ein.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461050515010520722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yours Truly was on Photoshop so I did these two pictures too! XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So awesome! Okay, I shall flee and continue with 5AV's page. It's supposed to animate. Still working on that though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547706660264180797-1982636970505654921?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1982636970505654921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1982636970505654921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/1982636970505654921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='WIP (working in progesses)'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S8mOYxPfG6I/AAAAAAAABjk/F1MFRWbOEHI/s72-c/WIP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547706660264180797.post-4512776233488408331</id><published>2010-04-16T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T15:54:39.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasteless Homosapiens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Some people just can't keep their mouth shut, fine, talk, it's your right; but don't twist the story!You're one gossiper with no degree and what else; you're tasteless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have been really busy this week, too busy to update anything here. I still go online but just not here! Sorry! I promise I'll try to post more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far these are what I've been up to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-applying for the AFS, YES Scholarship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-rehearsals for the Hari Anugerah Cemerlang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-photoshop for the class photo section in the e-mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-FUCKING TRYING TO LIVE MY LIFE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Screw her! I don't care if I'll go to hell after this but I want to kill that fucking woman!&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/3547706660264180797-4512776233488408331?l=vintagechocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4512776233488408331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/tasteless-homosapiens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4512776233488408331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547706660264180797/posts/default/4512776233488408331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagechocolate.blogspot.com/2010/04/tasteless-homosapiens.html' title='Tasteless Homosapiens.'/><author><name>penny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03555150489659977668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sFQiuORGOho/S3mZmDfbI_I/AAAAAAAABaI/QSHGeQiOZus/S220/CNY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
