<?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-27248898</id><updated>2012-01-01T23:17:15.214+08:00</updated><category term='Alien'/><category term='Jam'/><category term='Xiaogui'/><category term='Stars'/><category term='Loot post'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Xiao Jing Teng'/><title type='text'>Myonlyloves.blogspot ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-596046031647553853</id><published>2012-01-01T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:48:31.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2011 recap</title><content type='html'>Initially I really didn't want to do a 2012 post, seeing so many others do it as well.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it'll be a nice post for me think back &amp;amp; reminisce, to see what I've done the last year &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did in 2011:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I travelled 8 times this year! (Penang, Hong Kong, Bintan, Selangor, Kuala Lumpur, Batam, Malacca) I am also planning to break that record next year.  &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a pay raise (Minimum amount.. But heck: Still a raise nonetheless! Still pondering if I should stay, or go though. Something to think through this new year!) &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to USS this year 3 times. It was also the first time I managed to sit on Battlestar Galactica with my eyes open. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I learned how fragile human relations really were. Make or break: Such a thin line. I met people who taught me how easy it was for them to change sides or to backstab someone. Something I still cannot comprehend till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realized how much my family has aged. I learned (even more than ever,) how important family is. Family are the one people they will always be by you, regardless the situation. I'll always put family first, even before love/friends now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I loved -  got my heart broken. I unloved - got my heart broken. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sadly, I grew fat. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/beb5e401545ef8812f28e1036b3c9405.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/beb5e401545ef8812f28e1036b3c9405.gif" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Not bad for a year, I think. I don't think Imma bother with resolutions for this year: They only last as long as you remember anyway. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make this post less wordy: Here are pictures from my Instagram account  (P/S: I'm pingping7 on Instagram!) &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583066ibnzvp6eug.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583066ibnzvp6eug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage2.s3.amazonaws.com/8899d9ea2a4d11e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage2.s3.amazonaws.com/8899d9ea2a4d11e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage8.s3.amazonaws.com/e8efec202a5311e180c9123138016265_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage8.s3.amazonaws.com/e8efec202a5311e180c9123138016265_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. After I had a bad haircut. Thank God it's finally better now. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My first Christmas present this year from Jiewei's sister! Thank you &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583066ibnzvp6eug.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583066ibnzvp6eug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage8.s3.amazonaws.com/2e3057622cba11e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage8.s3.amazonaws.com/2e3057622cba11e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage5.s3.amazonaws.com/8327dcf82fcc11e180c9123138016265_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage5.s3.amazonaws.com/8327dcf82fcc11e180c9123138016265_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Treats for my colleagues at the office &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My toot haircut finally getting better. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage11.instagram.com/313300ac321b11e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage11.instagram.com/313300ac321b11e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage6.s3.amazonaws.com/1ab0e8062cb911e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage6.s3.amazonaws.com/1ab0e8062cb911e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love getting flowers &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pretty glassware I saw at Daiso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage4.s3.amazonaws.com/22b111c22a5511e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage4.s3.amazonaws.com/22b111c22a5511e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://distilleryimage3.s3.amazonaws.com/86e6627a2a5311e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" src="http://distilleryimage3.s3.amazonaws.com/86e6627a2a5311e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Scrumps accompanied me when I had a high fever afew weeks back. My fever hit 38.5 degrees. Thanks to my love who took care of me. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Super cute reindeer ears I got at Daiso for Christmas (Which I forgot to wear during Christmas celebrations.) &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012, let's work hard together! Yoshi~~ &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/7ffc5d74ed033c0a1bb463124644d281.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/7ffc5d74ed033c0a1bb463124644d281.gif" /&gt; &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/thwuju.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/thwuju.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-596046031647553853?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/596046031647553853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/596046031647553853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-2011-recap.html' title='My 2011 recap'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/th_b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4978352848858581709</id><published>2011-12-16T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T02:28:37.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>Seeing these situations, never thought there was one day I'd experience the same. Dad's in the hospital as I am typing this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if I should be blogging for the world to see, but I am tired of keeping everything inside.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I cried so hard that my eyes swelled &amp;amp; my double eyelids disappeared. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just felt like everything inside had finally taken its' toil on me, I was so tired of wearing a mask for the world to see.&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to smile when I am crying, pretending to be happy when I am sad.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it really does feel better to let the tears flow, even if my eyelids disappeared for awhile. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy just underwent an operation today, and when I saw him just now he was still nauseous from the anesthetic. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good feeling watching your own kin retching his contents out, and he's barely had anything to eat today as he had to have an empty stomach for the anesthetic. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. Still have to wait for Doctor's instructions tomorrow. DADDY, FIGHTING!! &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/thnyaa.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I decided to update this space more: Here are pictures from my Kuala Lumpur trip in November (I know, I know. Pictures from my Hong Kong/Batam/Bintan/Sunway Lagoon Trip are not even up yet) &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" /&gt; &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" /&gt; &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/8676103d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relative's house there. No lift, it was the stairs for us everyday. It reminded me of old-styled HDB flats in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/804acd0c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/c8d443cb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everytime I take a picture with Mummy her eyes are closed/she's not smiling. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/4e01382f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment we stepped into Genting it started getting reaaaally misty, and rained. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/ff0d4ea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/da284b92.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous view from this temple on the way down from Genting. Clean, crisp mountain air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/cbed5696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/6f750df0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom always does these weird poses. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/b5caeaa4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/7935020a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day we had dinner at this street hawker place. Happiest day for me: since we were headed home.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I've went to Malaysia so many times this year it's not very exciting for me anymore. This trip was my third time; and relatives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; bring us to the same places. &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/7124dae3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/7124dae3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/7124dae3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/7124dae3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will do a backlog travel next time! Now.. I need to sleep. Tomorrow's hospital time again.&lt;br /&gt;I love you daddy, get well soon &lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4978352848858581709?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4978352848858581709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4978352848858581709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/th_b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3774851815816420429</id><published>2011-12-11T01:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:45:35.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loot post'/><title type='text'>Crazy Shopaholic #2</title><content type='html'>I think I've kinda went a lil bit crazy on shopping this month (Under the excuse of buying for Lunar New Year ahem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/f9d4509f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/deece71c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holga lenses for DSLR: Got these even though I've got a Holga, think it'll be pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;$44 (for the coloured ones) from &lt;a href="http://spreehouse.livejournal.com/5252672.html?view=84318272#t84318272"&gt;Spreehouse&lt;/a&gt; (But spree has ended as of now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/6a8fc897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASOS Square Skinny Sleeve Top: Received this last week, but colour is more grey then expected. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/d4392dbf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/674b20e9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dotted Flare Skirt: I really like the 60s vibe it gives out.&lt;br /&gt;Orange Shirtdress: Wearing this for Lunar New Year since it suits the mood heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/4c0ef152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/8768cf92.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/1f68385f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still apprehensive about wearing the backless dress out though I've paid for it. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/2033bf10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/f6bed67a.jpg" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/f6bed67a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/6cd0218f.jpg" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/6cd0218f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/286cc479.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/83097cf5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crazy obsession with lingerie ahem. Apart from these I've also bought (*cough7cough*) pairs of brassiere. I know, I know. I probably don't have so much boobs but: just couldn't resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also not forgetting for the boys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/b89bd7c9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/30d50b5c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/b0427887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All from ASOS: Since the free shipping promo still stands, might as well right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/bad38f27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/8176eb38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/ea883a5d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus these few lacquers! I've always had this thing for foil/glitter polishes.&lt;br /&gt;Skycrapper, Teenage Dream, Muppets Minis' - all from OPI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really need a seperate bank account for my &lt;s&gt;non-existent&lt;/s&gt; savings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3774851815816420429?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3774851815816420429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3774851815816420429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/12/crazy-shopaholic-2.html' title='Crazy Shopaholic #2'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5580176222933571173</id><published>2011-10-30T03:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T03:15:06.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好想你</title><content type='html'>"我喜欢你 叫我的名字&lt;br /&gt;一副若无其事的 又像公开的密秘&lt;br /&gt;好几次我怕会来不及 还没抱够你"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0IQ08rEqx8"&gt;Jolin Tsai - 好想你.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An apology may mean nothing, it still has to be said regardless.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I make you sad, I feel like I've done something bad because you don't deserve this at all.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how fate works, because a few years back, I would have never imagined myself in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;Never say never, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like how you're missing me.&lt;br /&gt;It feels right when I am in your arms, when you're whispering things in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;If I drop everything and go now.. What will happen?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared wondering how long it'll last. You're right about one thing: I can never know the true thoughts of a man's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. I got a pay raise. Woohoo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5580176222933571173?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5580176222933571173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5580176222933571173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='好想你'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8631661715906091921</id><published>2011-10-06T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:41:43.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Bintan</title><content type='html'>I can't forget the night the stars filled our sight and the words whispered to me that night, the nights your arms were around me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintan is a nice (albeit expensive, since they charge SGD) place to  relax and chill out at, but even so, it's the company that matters.&lt;br /&gt;Though we didn't do anything during the 2D1N trip, I've found things that make my heart skip a beat.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm silly sometimes, always losing myself in my own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/bbebc382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel we stayed at was &lt;a href="www.bintanlagoon.com"&gt;Bintan Lagoon Resort&lt;/a&gt;: I don't think it was as bad as people make out to be. &lt;br /&gt;Quite clean and friendly staff - proficient in English too. We had problems with our room key, and they replaced a new room for us FOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/670dfa76.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our &lt;s&gt;messy&lt;/s&gt; room. Not as tiny as I thought, with a balcony out.&lt;br /&gt;(Wifi is like $9.50 an hour though. WTF?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/f0c5b127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But abit kenna cheated by the beach, leh. Water not green one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/48707de1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what we spent most of our time doing. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/93675fdc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to ask me which night I would remember as the most romantic night - this would be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night my fingers hover above the button, I'm scared to press it down.&lt;br /&gt;Scared of your rejection, scared of how I'd hurt you, scared.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, but I'm scared to miss you. I'm not supposed to be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos all it brings is pain. Love is pain.&lt;br /&gt;It is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8631661715906091921?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8631661715906091921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8631661715906091921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/10/bintan.html' title='Bintan'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5370138056444876981</id><published>2011-09-11T02:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T03:13:21.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>So. I sprained my ankle while escaping from a cockroach in the middle of the night yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's also the most ridiculous story I heard of myself because it totally doesn't makes sense. At all.&lt;br /&gt;(Just so you know: It's bloody disgusting to wake up to a cockroach not 3 inches from your face, then have it clamber down your arm. Of course I jumped outta my bed. And the next thing I knew, P-A-I-N. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, in light of things, I am feeling vaguely blessed.&lt;br /&gt;One offered to be my lunch delivery guy even when he's really busy (after laughing at my predicament, nonetheless. Thanks Joel.)&lt;br /&gt;One, even though he was tired out by work yesterday, woke up every 15 minutes to massage my ankle (While chiding how careless I was to end up this way. Thanks my boy ♥)&lt;br /&gt;One anxiously scrambled about trying to find home remedies for me (That's my very lovely mom. Love love her ♥)&lt;br /&gt;And one last silly guy cabbed to my house, in the middle of the night no less, just to see how I was after he heard the news. (I don't deserve it, but thank you for your concern, Lilin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought to myself that I've gathered some pretty good karma my past life, which is why I'm able to meet all these nice people my current life.&lt;br /&gt;These people who love me, care for me, shower me with concern, as much as I do them. It feels nice to have your care replicated back to you, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a saying which only after this incident that I found true: You realize your good fortune only after your misfortune befalls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/10c0cb5e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping my ankle gets better by Monday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5370138056444876981?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5370138056444876981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5370138056444876981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/09/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5344656387853639918</id><published>2011-08-27T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:55:25.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile, Liping!</title><content type='html'>Alot of thoughts running amok in my head recently. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Wait. I think thoughts &lt;/span&gt;always&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; run amok inside my mind. Anyway...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter has had me thinking more than I should lately. What I want, what I need, what I seek.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of crazy decisions and random musings and what not, not sure if that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been one to let my heart lead my mind, and I'm glad (I think.) I stopped my last rash decision get too far.&lt;br /&gt;It was a mistake that I let the feelings carry too far, and inside my heart, and fell for him..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought it was a mistake. You don't know him enough, they said.&lt;br /&gt;So? Isn't a relationship about getting to know one another on a deeper scale?&lt;br /&gt;I stopped myself not because I didn't know him enough. I didn't let it stop me when I first knew Jiewei, why should I let it stop me again?&lt;br /&gt;I only stopped myself because I was scare of the consequences this decision would incur. He's already been hurt enough, why should I let him be hurt anymore than he has?&lt;br /&gt;I broke his heart, I'm sorry about that. But me acting indifferent does not mean I do not care.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just hope he can tell me some things, and not carry everything on his own. But then again, why should he do so now that I've broken his heart. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has to be hurt, I'd rather it be me than anyone else. I can't stand anyone else getting more hurt than they already have, they don't deserve it. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/Onewlicia"&gt;@Onewlicia&lt;/a&gt;: To be indifferent doesn't mean unfeeling, sometimes it is just a tool to avoid being hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/ZodiacFacts"&gt;@ZodiacFacts&lt;/a&gt;: #ZodiacFacts As a #Cancer,You let your heart rule your  head, and you can have trouble making rational, detached decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/ZodiacFacts"&gt;@ZodiacFacts&lt;/a&gt;: #ZodiacFacts As a #Cancer,you may have a habit of hiding your true feelings and strong emotions under a rather hard shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/Onewlicia"&gt;@Onewlicia&lt;/a&gt;: 面对一些令巨蟹介意 不开心的事时 巨蟹表面风平浪静好像没有什么 可事后巨蟹一定在某个角落暗暗咒骂 甚至后悔自己怎么没有表露出来 这就是巨蟹 冰冷的外壳 伪装得好像什么事都影响不了它 可实际都暗暗藏在心里 愤怒的 难过的 伤心的 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When faced with unhappiness, Cancers tend to act like everything is fine on the surface, but inside, a turmoil of emotions always occur. This is how a Cancer's shell works: Acting like nothing can ever affect them, hiding everything in their heart; angry, sad, hurtful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/ChineseLQuotes"&gt;@ChineseLQuotes&lt;/a&gt;: 每当你说“没事”的时候，心里或多或少都藏着点事。&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime you say you're okay, there's bound to be something not okay inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/stanlee1992"&gt;@stanlee1992&lt;/a&gt;: 我对你还是有那种感觉，比普通朋友还要好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always acted like I was indifferent to everything, and so far no one has managed to read inside me.&lt;br /&gt;One of my ex-boyfriends mentioned that my mind was one with a locked door: If I didn't want anyone to understand me, they would never have the key to go inside my mind to see my true thoughts. He's right about that.&lt;br /&gt;Shimin said I'm like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meile&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Love_Keeps_Going"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love keeps going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; always so obeying to others and doing what the other half wishes. I think that's right too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the other half wishes, I'll try as much as I can to give. It's hard for me not to commit 100% into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Zhizhi once mentioned to me, asking me not to give too much to myself when with another man.&lt;br /&gt;But how do I do that? Once I'm in, I'm in a 100%. Same for friendships.&lt;br /&gt;If they need me now, I'll go over regardless..&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that's why I'm always blurring boundaries between me and guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to maintain the border, but since the line has blurred between us, it's difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, fuck. Decisions, decisions, Liping. Please make the right one, and stop hurting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/274f28cb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me long enough: I love taking pictures of beautiful skies to set as my wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing such beautiful views calm me, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/721bde72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture Greg took of me the last time we had dinner together, it was a birthday treat from him for me. Miss hanging out with them, these guys. At least I'm going to Sunway Lagoon with Chong this October, the rest of them abandoned the plan. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/1c916f9e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I secretly like that I have random mood-swings, at least it doesn't take me much to be crying one minute and laughing to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/abea4fdd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy, and I firmly believe I will be. Smile, Liping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5344656387853639918?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5344656387853639918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5344656387853639918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-liping.html' title='Smile, Liping!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5591228999902716530</id><published>2011-08-13T03:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T03:30:46.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intuition</title><content type='html'>I knew this all along.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that whichever way I walked, whatever choice I made, I was bound to have regrets, and I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I hurt him, I'm sorry I broke his heart, I'm sorry even if he never ever sees this.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't regret my actions. I'll just have to toughen up and make do with things, regardless of how they turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, such a cryptic post today, huh? What a post to mark the revamp of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Where's the 'Good', in Goodbye?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5591228999902716530?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5591228999902716530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5591228999902716530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/08/intuition.html' title='Intuition'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5433811763907157639</id><published>2011-07-01T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T22:31:47.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#Cancer</title><content type='html'>I didn't realize in a span of a single day, so many things would happen and things would have changed that much.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda weird.. But in a weird sorta way, I asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;I keep recalling this particular tweet I saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;RT: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/ZodiacFacts"&gt;@ZodiacFacts&lt;/a&gt;: As a #Cancer,don't Get too affectionate too quickly. Use your intuition to read his or her signals. And keep a safe and respectful distance.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I failed in that aspect, &amp;amp; grew too close.&lt;br /&gt;I was always craving for attention, and when I got it - it's not what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Zhizhi told me, this year I've actually got 桃花运 (Translated literally, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peach Blossom&lt;/span&gt;, but actually refers to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Luck&lt;/span&gt; in Mandarin.)&lt;br /&gt;Just that, it's all bad ones. (*sweat) I don't really think they're bad ones, but just not suited for me I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;One's married, the other's leaving soon. Who are they to leave me any promises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought I was a stubborn woman. Funny how that seems so easily rebutted by Zhizhi.&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a friend like her before, who challenges all my thoughts and actions.&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting, and I kinda love her for it. Slowly but surely, it's like she's peeling me off layer by layer, and showing the real me out. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;She says, I shouldn't be so tender-hearted. I always thought I wasn't.. But I realize words tend to sway me easily.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how that happens so easily these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, this week's been so long. I'm glad it's over, and my trip couldn't have been at a better timing!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also got myself a Sony TX-5. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/ee19fed5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touchscreen, Scratch-Proof, Freeze-Proof, and BEST. OF. ALL - WATERPROOF HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/06aafd40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say - the first time I was really fucking apprehensive dropping it into the water k!&lt;br /&gt;(Imagine the first time you drop it in and you ruin it utterly lol)&lt;br /&gt;(If you're wondering, this is a supposedly artistic picture of me dropping the camera into a pail and then shaking it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/a9b6403d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty like the TX-5 outta water, to be honest. It does tend to over-saturate pictures abit, but it's handy enough. This was a great day and we were outdoors playing badminton! (To sustain my ongoing diet wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/6fbdf22d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superly loves her, I think she brings out the maternal side in me, to be honest. I super love it when she lets me carry her up and she hugs me awwww :)&lt;br /&gt;(Everytime Boyf carries her she smacks him on the face HAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/457706fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big, cheery picture to end this post. I think I'm happier after ranting, I think I know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well - a full day tomorrow: Kbox with Grandma &amp;amp; Shimin, Chinatown, dinner with colleagues AND Transformers at midnight with Boyf!&lt;br /&gt;Sounds super awesome, don't you think? HEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5433811763907157639?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5433811763907157639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5433811763907157639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/07/cancer.html' title='#Cancer'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4594346308580152962</id><published>2011-06-25T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T13:24:26.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June 25th</title><content type='html'>Today marks the 10th death anniversary of my Grandfather. Has it really been that long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much memories of him, but he took care of me from a very young age, with my grandmother, when Mom was working in a factory then.&lt;br /&gt;He always sat in that rocking chair of his, &amp; till this day, Grandma still keeps it well.&lt;br /&gt;I know Grandma misses him alot these years. She's always whining about how Granddad doesn't visit her in her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;He loved watching action movies - he always got agitated watching them. I think the phrase 'Sitting on the edge on your seat' really applied for him.&lt;br /&gt;Still remember, at his funeral - when I saw him lying there, and he looked just the same as he ever were, just paler. Somehow I can't get it out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;There's this particular memory I have etched inside my head of me, Grandma &amp; Grandpa laughing &amp; having fun. I always recall that memory first whenever I think of Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile, and it makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;He doted on me. I believe I was his &amp; Grandma's favourite grandchild. I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa, how are you up there? I hope you're having fun.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll use all the love you've doted on me on Grandma. I'm not gonna let her be lonely. Love you, Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/605440d5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplest things are hardest to achieve. Don't you think? (Link: &lt;a href="http://www.43things.com/"&gt;43 things&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4594346308580152962?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4594346308580152962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4594346308580152962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-25th.html' title='June 25th'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7255759884013664157</id><published>2011-06-21T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:48:01.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flawed</title><content type='html'>越喜欢一个人 越愿意找到优点 越讨厌 越容易看到缺点&lt;br /&gt;The more you like someone, the more you're willing to conceal his flaws.&lt;br /&gt;The more you dislike someone, the more you're willing to expose his flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants to take the lead but my mind is foolishly frightened.&lt;br /&gt;What do you want, Liping?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7255759884013664157?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7255759884013664157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7255759884013664157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/06/flawed.html' title='Flawed'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-6120310119718356345</id><published>2011-05-28T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T00:36:48.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loot post'/><title type='text'>Loot post #1</title><content type='html'>I realize I am most definately one who needs to spend time at home at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;To just stay at home, chilling around, reading a book, in my own room.. Love that.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like ever since Boyf 'moved' into his new house I've been denied of this privilege. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. Since my loots from various sprees just arrived today (Thanks to Mr. Postman &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/06.jpg" /&gt;) Imma do a loot post! Nothing much this time, just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; some&lt;/span&gt; rings~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/e9d15dbc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenna cheated by the image on the &lt;a href="http://forever21.com/"&gt;Forever21&lt;/a&gt; website only &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/beb5e401545ef8812f28e1036b3c9405.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross necklace, although pretty, is so tiny &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583068bhnqcxyj21.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally in love with the Plane Geometry Rings though &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/1b21742e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can tell.. I'm kinda obsessed with animal rings at the moment. Tiger, alligator, owls... You name it, I (almost) have it (all).. Oops? &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really kinda shitty right now. Me &amp;amp; Boyf had a pretty big fight just now.&lt;br /&gt;I told him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he has got to stop making promises he cannot keep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why do men always say things they cannot do? I absolutely abhor that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't do it? Don't fucking say it. Simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, out of all the men in my life, only 2 has kept all the promises they told me: Joel &amp;amp; Greg.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know why my best friends can do it and not you. &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, there was a lot of shouting and crying and although we're fine, I'm not even sure he understands why I got so mad. MEN. &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/th22.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, a really cute picture to end it off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/cfb1c370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Boyf's littlest sister. And I'm pretty sure you can figure it out what she's doing. &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed, hopefully you who's reading this will have a better day then I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-6120310119718356345?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6120310119718356345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6120310119718356345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/05/loot-post-1.html' title='Loot post #1'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/th_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-2828395352385103604</id><published>2011-05-06T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:55:43.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooling Day</title><content type='html'>Look around you. We are living in a beautiful garden city. We have a low crime rate. Our dollar is strong.&lt;br /&gt;From what we were, we've come such a long way, to be a safe, beautiful first-world country.&lt;br /&gt;I think we should be grateful for what we have and not bite the hand that feeds us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are making decisions based on what they are blinded by. But still, I feel that we should not believe some who have spout only words but done nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be easily deceived by merely words.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we put our trust in those who have proved themselves to us?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they made mistakes. But no one is perfect, and they bothered to apologise. Isn't that what matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many have said harsh words. So many have biased opinions. Others are nonchalant about this.&lt;br /&gt;This is not a decision to be taken lightly. This is not a game. This is our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope on Sunday, we will not be regretting the choices we made as one.&lt;br /&gt;I worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, this has been such a cryptic post. But I suppose most Singaporeans would have realized what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we make a right decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-2828395352385103604?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2828395352385103604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2828395352385103604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/05/cooling-day.html' title='Cooling Day'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4097817336351886680</id><published>2011-04-25T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:59:43.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what they say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/a9626df7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Absence really makes the heart grow founder.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I miss boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4097817336351886680?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4097817336351886680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4097817336351886680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-what-they-say.html' title='You know what they say...'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-2301392343253815955</id><published>2011-04-11T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T23:11:10.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much do you value your heart?</title><content type='html'>If I ever lose my heart again, I would not give my heart so easily the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit] Um. I totally did not mean to mean the above in a morbid manner.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your concern people, but me and boyf are fine. &lt;s&gt;(Except for occasional pillow fights)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just meant. I'm not prone to giving my heart away so easily.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've been seeing alot of these things happen these days. A rebound relationship (of sorts) all around. And I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;I've been with boyf for 4 years, almost 5 now. And if the relationship should ever come to an end, I just don't think I'll have the patience to be together with another guy.&lt;br /&gt;To learn someone all over again; his character, his personality, what he likes, what he doesn't....&lt;br /&gt;What if it doesn't work right? Should I even bother to do so much?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I put in so much effort only to have my heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny though. Sometimes I really crave the feeling of puppy love... Sweet, innocent, no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;Everything, now that we've grown up, comes with a price.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go back to my seconday school days. Those, were really the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;If I had to make a decision to choose between &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; this.. I know I'll make a selfish decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Enough of rambling. This was supposed to be a short edit but I ended up rambling so much rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/f6ecb696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/61045bfb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/4e2fdecc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what this space needs is more of my face lol.[/Edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-2301392343253815955?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2301392343253815955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2301392343253815955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-i-ever-lose-my-heart-again-i-would.html' title='How much do you value your heart?'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4370025006830426440</id><published>2011-04-02T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:24:22.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t289/lovedd__/3609dc14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a laptop, junk food, and water and I'll be satisfied for a whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;That's how I spent my Saturday and I think it's pretty awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chiong&lt;/i&gt;-ing TV serials all day long - I finally finished &lt;a href="http://www.ktv.jp/rinjin/index.html"&gt;My Beautiful Neighbor&lt;/a&gt;! (I am such a closet TV junkie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got tons of work awaiting me on Monday when I get back to work, but for now Imma enjoy my weekend. forget work and finish everything I've been procrastinating at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-do list:&lt;br /&gt;- Pack my &lt;s&gt;bursting&lt;/s&gt; untidy closet &lt;s&gt;so that clothes don't fall out everytime I open it&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fix the DVD player &lt;s&gt;that Mom was violent with because it wouldn't play her show&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tidy my room: Work has made me so tired and lazy lately that my room is in. SUCH. A. MESS.&lt;br /&gt;- Start planning for my itinerary for July! (Though I think it's too early.. But the early bird catches the worm... Right? ... &lt;s&gt;Or maybe I can drag this for a while lol)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a funny picture I thought I'd share here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/91e9aee3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 of us at Universal Studios, on the 'Revenge of the Mummy Ride' last Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Look at Boyf he's just sitting like nothing happened while the rest of us are screaming our heads off HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Random: Hmmm according to &lt;a href="http://google.com.sg/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;, today's the '119th Anniversary of the First Documented Ice Cream Sundae'. It's time for a good old-fashioned sundae then I suppose ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4370025006830426440?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4370025006830426440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4370025006830426440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend-paradise.html' title='Weekend Paradise'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-177436927611257000</id><published>2011-03-28T17:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:04:21.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend rendezvous</title><content type='html'>I'm in my bed snuggling in my blanket on a Monday and it's perfect. How can it not be when I've had such a great weekend - with a holiday on a Monday to top it off? Heh :)&lt;br /&gt;A little glimpse into my last few weekends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/0afffe87.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was taken last weekend or something? At one of my eldest cousin's baby shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/1454510e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/6c899ffe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks fierce only because another kitty was snatching its' food. It did warm up to me after some snuggles, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/d4f4444f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought Baby to Universal Studios Singapore on Saturday as a birthday gift since he's never been there before.&lt;br /&gt;I went on the Battlestar Galactica ride on Saturday - it was more  awesomely scary than I realize it would be! Baby refused to sit on it with me, citing that he might puke from the ride. Wasted I'd say!!&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I'm in the above  photo screaming my head off. 3rd last row, 2nd from left - that's me LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/7f4ed280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Sentosa (again) yesterday cos "his relatives from China" were here and we had (kinda) obligations to bring them around.. (I guess.) He looks older by 10 years in this picture though, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/3c205663.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby says our cheeks match cos we both have really chubby cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/8e0dea2d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up my great weekends - I'm hoping to meet my friends soon, I miss them so much!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't met Leemin and Joel and Hui and Greg and Chong in so long... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's alot of things weighing in on my mind. A lot of thoughts running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;Many things have changed, that I've realized. But I'm not one who associates well with change.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few events have occurred that have changed my mindset on things, and on human behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really think I need to speak up, but that's really something I need to work on - me being kinda introverted and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need an outlet&lt;/span&gt; - Boyf doesn't really understand sometimes and my friends don't really have time for me so sometimes there's nowhere to turn.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how alike yet different we are, though. I've always believed a partner &amp;amp; a best friend should be hand in hand - while he believes they can never be the same. Why so? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I envy those who can just pour their heart out - that never seems to come easy for me. I'm getting tired of holding so much in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Time to get back to work tomorrow. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?..................&lt;br /&gt;Currently there's this quote that keeps rewinding in my mind - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memento mori&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Latin... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember you must die&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-177436927611257000?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/177436927611257000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/177436927611257000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/03/perfect-monday.html' title='Weekend rendezvous'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3188617500050064324</id><published>2011-01-31T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T23:12:35.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/bb9a18eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the shoes that are gonna accompany me through my Lunar New Year this year.&lt;br /&gt;I reckon I'm gonna bring the sneakers over to Malaysia next week when I visit my relatives - haven't seen them in over 2 years but I'm not that excited.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more excited about getting on an airplane and flying off - been kinda addicted to flying since Taiwan last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/cb1efb36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1-day work week has ended today and I'm thrillllllled. Office is closed until next Wednesday and I've applied for leave - so I'm only slated to work on Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome or what? :)&lt;br /&gt;(I knowwww. I'm not so happy that I'm working on V-Day.. But it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; V-day. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; a commercialised day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/3b2971f5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I'm slowly progressing towards office-styled clothes. Must get rid of habit... Since I can practically wear anything I want to my office - My boss's great like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(And she's great because she gave me a $200 bonus out of nowhere. HAHAHA.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Monday, so I'm trying to enjoy sleeping late - but a whole day of spring-cleaning and having fun with my colleagues at the office has tired my body.. And there's nothing to do. So, goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;I'm definately sleeping till late tomorrow. WOOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3188617500050064324?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3188617500050064324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3188617500050064324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/01/lunar-new-year.html' title='Lunar New Year'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-2391166322065284033</id><published>2011-01-30T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T11:55:55.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lomography</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/70318d6b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned my camera stash yesterday.. And realized all the Lomos I own. Oops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/e0a2a0c1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's funny how pretty the Holga translates on pictures. This was a birthday present from my besties :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/9b274868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of which angle the picture's taken from - still beautiful. I love how cheery the waterproof camera looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend says I have a thing for all things retro-looking. I believe I may have been born in the 60's in my past life - I really do love all things retro.&lt;br /&gt;Marathon-ing Fringe now - Perfect way to spend the weekend, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holga Camera from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://khloee.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://khloee.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waterproof Camera from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.toyoutpost.sg/Toy-Outpost.aspx"&gt;Toy Outpost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; @ $12,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pink Spangle Camera from Mini Toons @ $19.95.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-2391166322065284033?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2391166322065284033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2391166322065284033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2011/01/lomography.html' title='Lomography'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-345579527826547060</id><published>2010-12-25T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T13:35:52.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Kurismasu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_4968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm actually blogging on Christmas day. But anyhow  Boyf is still sleeping. So.. Here I am!&lt;br /&gt;We're heading out later to  Sentosa, let's see if by then I would have soaked any Christmas spirit  up (Since Christmas seems almost non-existent this year....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_4998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I came home to when I came back from Taiwan! ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_4963.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair golden (In the shade - can't really tell how bright it is....) for a couple of days and it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;People regarded me as an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Lian&lt;/span&gt;. I have sinced changed it to  a shade of Ash Brown. Which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_4991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas cookies from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Hui&lt;/span&gt; who is also known as my bestie. I ate all but 3 pieces and my dad gobbled up the rest. Thank you love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_5010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Wild Honey to eat on Thursday. If you haven't heard about Wild Honey, you've probably been living under a rock. From its' website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Wild Honey&lt;/em&gt; is all about beautiful breakfast. All day, everyday. Located at &lt;em&gt;Mandarin Gallery&lt;/em&gt;, Orchard Road, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;333A Mandarin Gallery #03-02 Orchard Road&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, Singapore, 238897&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildhoney.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.wildhoney.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_5016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is like a little space outta Singapore. Kinda country, kinda cozy. Me likey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_5024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the English Breakfast &amp;amp; Egg Benedict. The poached eggs &amp;amp; scrambled eggs &amp;amp; mushrooms are my absolute favourites now.&lt;br /&gt;The bill came to around $47 for two of us - but servings were absolutely fufilling, staff was great - I am definately going back for the Pancakes next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_5033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Orchard is now bathed in Christmas lights as per every year's tradition. But I just don't like squishing with crowds nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_5035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_4967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Christmas, everyone! xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-345579527826547060?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/345579527826547060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/345579527826547060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-kurismasu.html' title='Merry Kurismasu~'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-855917128154496781</id><published>2010-12-12T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:42:05.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>welcome2taiwan!</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Singapore after 6 days of Taiwan and the excitment of being home is finally wearing off and now I'm feeling homesick about Taipei and feeling sick about going back to work.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst things that could happen already happened on this trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting a 38.4 degree fever on the day of my flight to Taiwan? - Check.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting diarrhea right after my fever subsided? - Check.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting my period once I stepped foot in Taiwan? - Check.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continously having diarrhea for 6 days and it miraculously healing on the day my flight leaves for Singapore?  - Check.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bag strap spilting on me? - Check.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoe soles wearing out on me? - Check.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Wow. Don't think I can be any luckier, could I? Anyhow, even though these things happened, the trip was still a fruitful one. I can't get enough of holidays now - I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; to go overseas next year and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; make it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkkk. 'Nuff with words, let's see some pictures! More pictures are available on Facebook (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=255907&amp;amp;id=595373144&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Part I&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=256111&amp;amp;id=595373144&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Part II&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Taoyuan Airport 12 midnight with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; open. I haven't seen an airport THIS scarce in my entire life. (Not that I've seen much airports.. But still!!)&lt;br /&gt;We stayed like vagrants until 7am with dying backs and cumbered to our hotel to drop off our luggages (Checkin was only at 3pm. Imagine that.)&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to sightsee around, starting off with Taipei 101... Which 3/4 of the stores were not open by 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miramar.com.tw/"&gt;Miramar Entertainment Park&lt;/a&gt; - Not bad a shopping District, 3/4 shopping centres within 2 minutes of each other, and with a Ferris Wheel &amp;amp; Merry Go Round on the 5th floor (of Miramar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferris wheels rides are 200NT a person, 150NT for kids. Rides are (aprox?) 15 - 20 minutes, you get a view of the surrounding district (And Taipei 101!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipei Zoo! We didn't manage to see the whole zoo though, Boyf's mom's leg was acting up... Pffft :(&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see the penguins!&lt;br /&gt;Boyf has a mask on because the air in Taiwan was affecting his nose. (Whatever that means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogo! Mainly went for the sake of going, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhong Shan Guo Zhong - The MRT nearest to our hotel. (A 5 - 10 minutes walk)&lt;br /&gt;The hotel we stayed at was &lt;a href="http://www.highness.com.tw/regal/aboutus.php"&gt;Regal Executive Suites&lt;/a&gt; - Hotel was abit old but had all the necessities.&lt;br /&gt;It was near to the MRT, had a 7-11 within walking distance, and a whole street of food nearby. Not bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the MRT to Dan Shui. We were probably crazy to go there on one of the coldest day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obligatory emo shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream in 13 degrees weather by the seaside - SHIOK. (Couldn't feel my nose after the ice-cream. HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4677.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets for going though - Touristy spot with loads of renowned food and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Decorations at Danshui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to Singapore via transit in Hong Kong. GUESS WHO &lt;s&gt;SNATCHED&lt;/s&gt; GOT THE WINDOW SEAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_4881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI SINGAPORE! (Though I'm not feeling so happy about being home now. Pffft.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, home sweet home... I guess. Back to work tomorrow. SUCKS!!!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-855917128154496781?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/855917128154496781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/855917128154496781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcome2taiwan_12.html' title='welcome2taiwan!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4601061557873166732</id><published>2010-12-11T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:57:54.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iLights</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, manual focus has become my favourite thing to use.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a noob with my DSLR, so I'm still learning everyday about its' functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some waaay backdated photos I thought I should upload, just to make this place a lil livelier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilightmarinabay.sg/"&gt;iLights @ Marina Bay&lt;/a&gt; - Some interesting lights exhibits by various artists, glad we went to take a look!&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, waaaay backdated though, so by the time you see this - Exhibition's already over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nightview of Singapore: Whoever was it that said Singapore doesn't have a decent night view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_3817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current shopping obsessions: Rings, rings, &amp;amp; more rings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4601061557873166732?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4601061557873166732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4601061557873166732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcome2taiwan.html' title='iLights'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8353227266229913007</id><published>2010-10-23T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T14:28:32.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motives</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like sometimes, people are only good to you because they want something from you?&lt;br /&gt;Like people want to know you only because you have something they find useful?&lt;br /&gt;I find myself doubting people, especially after Boyf's words. He says, I shouldn't be as trusting as I am.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Sometimes I feel like it's a world where everyone is just making use of another.&lt;br /&gt;Humans.. We are ugly sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shots taken not by me but with my camera. A Malaysian cousin dropped by to visit, Mom &amp;amp; me tagged along when her friend brought her around &lt;s&gt;to really uninteresting places&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made awkward conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy because next week is payday but I am not because I am $650 poorer.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of a short getaway since there's a long weekend 2 weeks later... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8353227266229913007?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8353227266229913007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8353227266229913007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/10/motives.html' title='Motives'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3359526120951363892</id><published>2010-10-16T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T15:49:53.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because with them, I can be whoever I wanna be, and they won't judge.&lt;br /&gt;Simple dinner and supper and wine and silly photos and talking till 3am.. Nothing beats that. Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Happy 21st baby, love you deep deep :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3359526120951363892?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3359526120951363892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3359526120951363892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-friends.html' title='Best friends'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7748972265359566445</id><published>2010-10-11T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T13:07:50.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the horror!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with my best friends (whose birthdays are arriving), we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.nightsafari.com.sg/"&gt;Night Safari&lt;/a&gt; for the annual &lt;a href="http://www.halloweenhorrors.com.sg/"&gt;Halloween Horrors&lt;/a&gt; 2010!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, he has red eyes as you can see. Cool right! Too bad he scared more people than he got scared that night. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Geisha whom Joel &amp;amp; I nicknamed "Zhang Ziyi". You know, the actress who acted in 'Memoirs of a Geisha'?&lt;br /&gt;She's superbly chio in real life! (I meant the one I met, in this case) And doesn't scare people. I like her. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I wanna laugh everytime I see this picture!!&lt;br /&gt;This guy with the doll was the creepiest, hands down! He'll not only stare at you fiercely, but do a sudden 'ROAR!' at times~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo~ On the left is a friend of my dear Hui's! The ghoul doesn't really care about us, as you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kinda stinks. Joel kept urging me to stand closer to him, but to be honest I was scared he might run and scream at me or something. Yea, he does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll totally creep out if this was a guy! Cos he/she was practically on my boobs. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_3009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to scare Joel, but he turned and said HI! instead. Attempt #FAIL lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's something completely unrelated, some candies my boss gave :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7748972265359566445?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7748972265359566445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7748972265359566445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-horror.html' title='Oh, the horror!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5513510563669523011</id><published>2010-09-25T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T12:33:27.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/122932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who &lt;s&gt;finally&lt;/s&gt; got her bangs back! Heh heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates later! Today's Darling's littlest sister's 1st birthday, apparently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5513510563669523011?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5513510563669523011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5513510563669523011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/09/bang.html' title='Bang!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3804069574173153193</id><published>2010-09-19T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T13:47:23.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't believe</title><content type='html'>(Random song title I am listening to at the moment, from 'Personal Taste' OST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September has passed fairly fast this month, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Need to save more money, if not how am I gonna escape outta Singapore? :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. A few random pictures from last week (or was it the week before? Hmmm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eager about his new earphones. Pfft, men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as good as I expected. More chicken fats than there were meat, I expected more flabours, but.. Meh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like a hamster HAHAH. &lt;s&gt;(Maybe because I had half a meatball inside my mouth.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying out my new tripod, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random picture to end: This is what I see every morning before I head off to work. It's neater now... Really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3804069574173153193?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3804069574173153193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3804069574173153193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-has-passed-fairly-fast-this.html' title='Can&apos;t believe'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-1747134868297626901</id><published>2010-09-06T14:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T10:47:46.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long weekend</title><content type='html'>The original plan for this long weekend was to head to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;Main word: "was".&lt;br /&gt;Even though I already told myself the father and son are of a similar character and promises will always be empty ones, I can't help but be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Being so generous with words but almost always ending up with nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kills a little bit of me inside everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit 11 Sept]&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day at home yesterday nua-ing and watching the entire series of ANTM.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a pretty well-spent day to me!  Heh :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, me &amp;amp; Boyf are heading to a gallery later, it's gonna be a blaaaast, I've been wanting to go for ages! :)&lt;br /&gt;But before that.. Time to get ready!&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting Shimin to pay Grandma a visit, she just had her eye operation done a few days ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like someone mixed in a hell lotta dust with my fluffy clouds! Blurry, I know. Forgot to switch on the Auto-Focus on my DSLR :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovvvve my new tee from Zipia. &lt;s&gt;(And it cost me less than 10 bucks)&lt;/s&gt; It says 'Oh my muse'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please pardon my messy bed. I like to throw all my loots on the bed when everything arrives!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-1747134868297626901?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1747134868297626901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1747134868297626901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/09/long-weekend.html' title='A long weekend'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7918567355533391077</id><published>2010-08-15T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T16:12:26.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nom nom nom</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_1708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always liked eating rainbow rice. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_1709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Shimin last Friday, we went shopping at Far East. Same old, same old.&lt;br /&gt;She was the one that said she was only going to do window shopping, but we ended up buying the same amount of loots.&lt;br /&gt;(To be honest, which isn't alot as compared to how we shopped in the past. Barely 2 bags of loots each.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_1712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn't let me take her picture because she isn't wearing enough makeup :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_1935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_2030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMWi7CLoZ2Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMWi7CLoZ2Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these food picspams remind me of this song (which will get stuck in your head after you hear it.)&lt;br /&gt;Work is draining my life outta me. Suckkkkkks.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get out of Singapore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7918567355533391077?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7918567355533391077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7918567355533391077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/08/nom-nom-nom.html' title='Nom nom nom'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4768324095601752037</id><published>2010-07-28T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:32:53.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0517.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_1154.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0990.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4768324095601752037?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4768324095601752037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4768324095601752037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/07/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7992786229807127567</id><published>2010-07-20T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:09:30.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHAI</title><content type='html'>OHAI! What was it I was saying about not blogging once a month? Hmmm. Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm legally 21 now! Though it doesn't feel much of a difference. I'm having fun (mostly) at my job &amp;amp; I have great bosses &lt;s&gt;(most of the time when they are not arguing.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday this year was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the BEST&lt;/span&gt; I've had in a long time. All the people I love were here, &amp;amp; on my actual birthday I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.birdpark.com.sg/"&gt;Jurong Bird Park&lt;/a&gt; with Darling! Birthday people get in for free (Truth!)&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, &amp;amp; I got myself a DSLR which is pretty damn awesome. Quality images, anyone? &lt;s&gt;(Even if I ended up kinda broke for this month.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have some random picspams now! This place has been waaaaay too wordy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/new-july/IMG_0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture taken. I was a noobz with it, I admit. Still, you gotta admit the scenery's a beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/new-july/IMG_0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the dress I wore at my birthday party. Polka dots and lace.. &lt;s&gt;(Everything my cousin said I wasn't)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/new-july/IMG_0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/new-july/IMG_0010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/new-july/IMG_1070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incase you can't remember how I look like.. HAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7992786229807127567?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7992786229807127567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7992786229807127567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/07/ohai.html' title='OHAI'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/new-july/th_IMG_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5365229083623135797</id><published>2010-06-25T12:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:26:53.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yume</title><content type='html'>Would you believe one of my dreams is to go to a foreign country alone to travel?&lt;br /&gt;Holding nothing but a backpack behind my back, &amp; a camera.. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how far away I am from my dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday party is happening next Saturday, &amp; if you are reading this, you are invited.&lt;br /&gt;It's finally happening, a small celebration with all my close friends &amp; family with me. I hope no one will disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you would have known, my camera has died on me so I have no (good) pictures. I do have some pictures with shitty quality though, so maybe I'll post them up when I get home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I must stop this habit of only blogging once a month, lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5365229083623135797?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5365229083623135797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5365229083623135797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/06/yume.html' title='Yume'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8423330738493993542</id><published>2010-05-29T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:52:20.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Loveless"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/loveless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loveless. Everyone loves someone and everyone has loved someone who  didn’t love them back.&lt;br /&gt;Then there are people who are just afraid to love  and afraid to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;It does not matter who you are everyone gets  there heart broken at least once its how you recover from it that  matters!&lt;br /&gt;A life without love is not a life at all…&lt;br /&gt;This is part of a new  series I am working on more coming soon…&lt;br /&gt;Someone said to me today “I  think the whole world is loveless”&lt;br /&gt;I disagree love is everywhere but you  cant look for it it has to find you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Image &amp;amp; text are from &lt;a href="http://www.tylershields.com/2010/03/12/loveless/"&gt;Loveless&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.tylershields.com/"&gt;Tyler Shields&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I truly believe in, this man has said it well. And, he takes great photography. If you've got a couple of moments to spare, &lt;a href="http://www.tylershields.com/"&gt;go to his site&lt;/a&gt; and you won't be disappointed. I know I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Would this be an apt moment to say my camera has died on me :( :(&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to say at the point where I found the most beautiful moments to capture, my camera died.&lt;br /&gt;All it says is "Lens Error, Restart Camera". I'm still pondering over to repair it or not, since repair costs already cost more than 1/3 of the price the camera was bought at :(&lt;br /&gt;However I have decided on something, but it can only be fufilled with next month's pay. I'm glad I finally can buy something I've been dreaming about with my own means, not by my family's means.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the day I buy it will be a very satisfying day for myself. Cheer me on, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8423330738493993542?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8423330738493993542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8423330738493993542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/05/loveless.html' title='&quot;Loveless&quot;'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7542613341795503854</id><published>2010-05-15T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:30:23.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange.</title><content type='html'>It's a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I feel like I'm getting the hang of things, something else always manages to happen and I feel like I am crashing into the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imma-noobz&lt;/span&gt;' stage again.&lt;br /&gt;Or sometimes when I feel like '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im-still-sucha-noobz-at-this&lt;/span&gt;' something else happens and I feel like I'm finally getting the hang of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think they don't like me. But then they do really nice things like buying dessert for me incase I'm hungry (Since I only take lunch every-other-day. Other days I'm either too busy&lt;s&gt;/being buried in chest-deep amount of work&lt;/s&gt; or don't feel like eating.)&lt;br /&gt;Or when I think they &lt;s&gt;finally&lt;/s&gt; like me and are &lt;s&gt;finally&lt;/s&gt; accepting me, they seem really cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm thinking too much &lt;s&gt;or the people have schizophrenia wtf.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking things every week at a time. Every Monday, when I get on the bus to work, it's a 'SIGH!' feeling, with tonns of :( :( peppered in, and every Friday, it's a 'WOOHOO!' feeling, with little :) :) :) inbetween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my overactive mind making a mess of me again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7542613341795503854?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7542613341795503854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7542613341795503854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/05/strange.html' title='Strange.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5088637294075468968</id><published>2010-04-24T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T14:36:35.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Saturday</title><content type='html'>I am looking at the rain as it pours outside my window and I remember &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It%27s_Raining,_It%27s_Pouring"&gt;this nursery rhyme&lt;/a&gt;. I wonder where I heard it from? (Since my parents are chinese-educated and they wouldn't have known any rhymes except for maybe 'Twinkle twinkle little star'.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's raining it's pouring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The old man is snoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He went to bed and bumped his head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And couldn't get up in the morning"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it can be seen as a morbid rhyme or otherwise. Since it says he bumped his head and he couldn't get up. Does it mean he died? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another errant, random thought of mine on a Saturday. I wasted my morning sleeping, but it felt dammmmn great to wake up late :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5088637294075468968?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5088637294075468968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5088637294075468968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainy-saturday.html' title='Rainy Saturday'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8843993884392027900</id><published>2010-04-23T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:30:11.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee!</title><content type='html'>That song from SNSD keeps running inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;Gee gee gee gee, baby baby baby.&lt;br /&gt;Gee gee gee gee baby, baby baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I've been so tired this week. Cramming so much things into my head. It may accidentally spill with even a gentle knock. And being in a sardine-packed bus everyday, that's no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Though probably that's the happiest time of my day: Going home!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday tomorrow, I hope my body clock doesn't wake me up at 7.20+am again.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty irritating, when you KNOW your alarm's at 7.40am and it automatically wakes you up at 7.21am and you can't fall back asleep after that, probably knowing that once you fall into slumber that alarm's bound to ring soon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I go to work it's like the clock right in front of my desk is mocking me, saying:&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAH I'm gonna make time go slower for you today, just because I can!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I have a fun colleague with is obsessed with MMORPGs and bosses who are nice to me. One of which who offered me chocolates today. ("Have some chocolates, Liping! No come on, don't be shy, take them!" Sounds like one of my Primary School teachers who always liked teasing me :) I had a maaaajor crush on him back then, LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss hanging out with Joel &amp;amp; Hui &amp;amp; Gregory &amp;amp; Leemin &amp;amp; Weichong. Joel only says it's because I've barely started this routine so it feels like a long time, but it seemed otherwise. Hmm. Who knows if he's right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting. Survivor's gonna be on soon! I hope Russell Hantz wins. That guy can win an Oscar with his acting skills.  (You'll expect me to be less random, wouldn't you? Apparently not. HAHAHA.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8843993884392027900?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8843993884392027900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8843993884392027900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/04/gee.html' title='Gee!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-6127708249398677481</id><published>2010-04-07T14:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T15:12:53.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you in the know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/keyhole_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just done with watching &lt;a href="http://www.coraline.com/"&gt;Coraline&lt;/a&gt;. I've always loved stop-motion films, so this one was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to believe everything was handmade though, since it seemed like every intricate detail was taken care of. I wonder how much time they actually spent on it though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watched the movie like I did, take some time and explore the &lt;a href="http://www.coraline.com/"&gt;Coraline&lt;/a&gt; website. It'll make you feel like a little kid all over again, with the different games/trailers/pictures it has. (Clue: Not only the inside is explorable!)&lt;br /&gt;They even created &lt;a href="http://bobinsky.tumblr.com/"&gt;a blog&lt;/a&gt; for one of the characters in the movie - &lt;a href="http://bobinsky.tumblr.com/"&gt;Mr. Bobinsky&lt;/a&gt; (Also known as Mr. B. And yes, he really blogs. Or in this case: blogged.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090208202232AAqXUDZ"&gt;For those in the know: Jerkwad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No, I'm not one of the first 1000 people. :( :( :( But I do want those Nike dunks &lt;a href="http://soulhumming.typepad.com/soul_humming/2009/04/im-the-winning-jerkwad-coraline.html"&gt;like she won 'em&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-6127708249398677481?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6127708249398677481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6127708249398677481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-in-know.html' title='Are you in the know?'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4306565079297093809</id><published>2010-03-17T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:53:41.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snickers</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_0879.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a new word today by eating a SNICKERS bar.&lt;br /&gt;(Fine. Technically it's not me, boyfriend ate it. I prefer MARS over SNICKERS anyday. It's his hands too, anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 10 days till Boyfriend's birthday and I have zero ideas what to get for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4306565079297093809?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4306565079297093809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4306565079297093809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/03/snickers.html' title='Snickers'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8324473120566274382</id><published>2010-03-14T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:48:05.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xiaogui'/><title type='text'>I met an Alien</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/1207929468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you go? Cos I did. Flash me his dimples and I'll do anything, this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 words: 黃鴻升. 1 description: Mad cute/nice/awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0557.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both thought his hair looked like a mushroom that day. Round.. But  cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Yiru who went with me! So. Much. Fun. With you! ♥&lt;br /&gt;I think we are now deeply poisoned by the one who is Alien Huang 黃鴻升. Can't seem to forget the dimples..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8324473120566274382?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8324473120566274382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8324473120566274382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-met-alien.html' title='I met an Alien'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7292423009075254524</id><published>2010-03-12T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:47:54.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xiao Jing Teng'/><title type='text'>Mr. Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/IMG_0152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;萧敬腾 洛克先生 Mr. Rock 世界巡迴演唱會 第二站 - 新加坡演唱会&lt;br /&gt;Jam Hsiao Jing Teng Mr. Rock World Tour - 2nd Stop: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;13 March, 8pm @ Singapore Indoor Stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;S$148,&lt;/s&gt; S$128, S$98, &lt;s&gt;S$68&lt;/s&gt; (Get tickets @ &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/portal/dt?dt.isPortletRequest=true&amp;amp;dt.action=process&amp;amp;dt.provider=PortletWindowProcessChannel&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.targetPortletChannel=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar/Event&amp;amp;dt.containerName=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.currentChannelMode=VIEW&amp;amp;dt.window.portletAction=RENDER&amp;amp;contentCode=jamhsiao0310"&gt;Sistic&lt;/a&gt; now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Clearest pictures I ever got. And to think I was on the 2nd floor. Jam's hair was kinda messy, so said my cousin, my aunt and me. (Yup, my AUNT. I think her expression after she got off the stage was &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/thnyaa.gif" /&gt;. Mine was &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/thwuju.gif" /&gt; and Shimin &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;) How I got on the stage when I didn't have tickets? My aunt had 3, and me and Shimin lapped it up. I was lucky, I must say. I only went there with the hope of watching him and I got my wish to go up to stage &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who wants to fufill my wish of going to the concert? ... Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/jamjam1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Jam is wearing the (limited) windbreaker from his Mr. Rock concert merchandise 洛克先生 周边商品.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Why does it sound like I'm doing an advertorial for Jam Hsiao's Mr. Rock concert? Ah, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7292423009075254524?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7292423009075254524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7292423009075254524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/03/mr-rock.html' title='Mr. Rock'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/th_thnyaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5518553935385102095</id><published>2010-03-05T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T13:49:11.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-do list</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Getting through my to-do list with the help of 2 MARs bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5518553935385102095?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5518553935385102095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5518553935385102095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-do-list.html' title='To-do list'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5111296511959660754</id><published>2010-01-07T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:57:28.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarante Teo</title><content type='html'>I wish you could just hold me and let me hide in your arms&lt;br /&gt;and we can pretend the whole world doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who said we wouldn't make it past his NS or even 1 year... Look at us, and look at you :)&lt;br /&gt;This is 42 months, and counting. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit] (I sometimes wonder how Darling can stand my nonsensical and random questions, I can't even fathom why I ask them sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm Dear, why do you think they made Elmo red and not white or black?" (Lolol)&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the first few times I was talking to Chuchin online and I asked her, "How do you translate your name into Chinese, then?" I know, so random right hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, shall end my very random and nonsensical rant now. :) [/End Edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5111296511959660754?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5111296511959660754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5111296511959660754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/01/quarante-teo.html' title='Quarante Teo'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5209241142247309291</id><published>2010-01-01T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:10:00.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 0 1 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/2010.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 2010! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2010, and this year I'm gonna turn 21. Legal age and whatnot, yada yada yada. 21 sounds old, though. :(&lt;br /&gt;(Don't roll your eyes at me, it's older than 20!!111)&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today with an extremely positive outlook,  and Imma try my best to maintain this thought!&lt;br /&gt;Normally on previous New Year's Days, I wouldn't have thought there was a difference, but this year, there is! I've never felt so happy about a New Year before, really. Just really happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun yesterday during the countdown, front row definately didn't disappoint! Watching the fireworks, a hundred thoughts raced in my head, and I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; then,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2010 is gonna be great&lt;/span&gt;. (Better than 2009, that's for sure)&lt;br /&gt;Am off to my cousin's housewarming now, update when I'm back! I've got so many backdated entries, heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5209241142247309291?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5209241142247309291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5209241142247309291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-0-1-0.html' title='2 0 1 0'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5860015066675393834</id><published>2009-12-31T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:31:08.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye 2009, hello 2010</title><content type='html'>I'm glad 2009 is drawing to a close cos the year really sucked. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Bye 2009, I hope I never experience another one like you again.&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2010, will you be better than the last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;ve a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;y ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;w ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ar y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;D :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/25dec22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds look like fluffy candy floss. (*nom nom nom)&lt;br /&gt;(This is today's random picture, by the way!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5860015066675393834?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5860015066675393834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5860015066675393834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-2009-hello-2010.html' title='Bye 2009, hello 2010'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-404103302378319392</id><published>2009-12-25T10:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T10:57:53.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0083.jpg" height="640" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas, and what plans have you for today? Me &amp;amp; baby didn't go to the craaazy crowds in Orchard this year, got so tired of being human sardines! We stayed home, opting to go out today instead, to the &lt;a href="http://www.nationalmuseum.sg/"&gt;National Museum of Singapore&lt;/a&gt;! (Free admission to ALL galleries there today, including to the Gallery of Quest of Immortality, &lt;a href="http://www.nationalmuseum.sg/nms/nms_html/nms_content_6c.asp?content_template=4&amp;amp;content_id=23&amp;amp;tab_id=23&amp;amp;cine_id=2271&amp;amp;fest_id=0"&gt;Quest for Immortality - The World of Ancient Egypt&lt;/a&gt; wooots!) Majorly excited, cos there's real mummies there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyway, &lt;a href="http://yesterday.sg/2009/12/christmas-open-house-at-the-museums/"&gt;check out this link&lt;/a&gt; for more places which offer Open Houses on Christmas Day/ New Year's! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. I'm trying to upload pictures but my photobucket keeps crashing and I have no idea what its' problem is. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I've written to Photobucket and apparently they said it was my Flash Player's problem. HOW CAN IT BE the flash player when it's only happening to 1 of my 3 accounts!! Ahem. Calm, Liping, calm.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2ahihi0.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I won't let anything deter my Christmas spirit! *-*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. As I was saying. Christmas! I've only gotten gifts for 6 people this year! Now that I think about it, better yet that there's no gathering! You don't wanna come, fineee, cos I'll just save my money then :D Me &amp;amp; Shimin will be exchanging presents instead, just the two of us, at Grandma's! I alone have more than enough love for her and Grandma anyway ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/25dec201.jpg" height="480" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents for my dearest people~ They all contain different items! This one's for Shimin (I'm putting it here cos by the time she reads this she would have received it anyway LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/sx0qq8.jpg" height="640" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one's for my dearest baby! He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; liked the Gingerbread man I drew LOL! (*shy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/25dec185.jpg" height="480" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all get many presents and love this festive season!&lt;br /&gt;♥ Have a Merry Christmas y'all! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-404103302378319392?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/404103302378319392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/404103302378319392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day-09.html' title='Christmas Day &apos;09'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2ahihi0_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3986717118312322257</id><published>2009-12-15T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:47:43.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it</title><content type='html'>That when you are young, the courage you seemed to have overpowers the courage as you have now?&lt;br /&gt;A kid is never scared to try what they want, not caring if they've experienced it not, even if frightened.&lt;br /&gt;As you age, you become more estranged from the kid you once were, and though you gain more knowledge of life than you ever had,&lt;br /&gt;you get scared more easily than you would have as a kid, regardless of whether it's a new experience, whether it's love, death, sickness, life.. etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish everyone could have the courage they have as a young child. To be a kid, not caring about anything, just bravely walking onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3986717118312322257?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3986717118312322257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3986717118312322257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-is-it.html' title='Why is it'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-849548465785915145</id><published>2009-12-12T11:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:37:42.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day (Or whatever it's called.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture of the day (or post.) I totally love &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRRpGQWRgQk"&gt;the song that's playing&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0027-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky appeared cloudy and we were fearful of it raining. However, the rest of the day stayed sunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely 10am, and half of Singapore is there. (Lol just kidding Singapore ain't that small! I bet people swopped down just because the emcee mentioned, EVERYTHING IS FREE!&lt;br /&gt;Us? We had plans to bring Xueting there since sometime ago ahem.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little bundle of energy woke up at 5am. 5 freaking am on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;(And luckily I am a very heavy sleeper hence she did not suceed in waking me up :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling is very sleepy (and moody) because he is a light sleeper and Xueting kept bugging him to wake up since 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Darling both thought it might be fun if we could just go in and lay down under the shade (or jump along with Xueting) in this thing,&lt;br /&gt;but apparently our pride was in the way and we were unable to do childish stuff. (LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on for dear life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best (or worst) things at this carnivals are the abundance of little kids! The girl on the left looks majorly bored lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0030-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is it taking so long?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0032-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL@Xueting's unwillingness. She was sitting alone in the last seat when an auntie plonked her daughter in infront of Xueting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0043-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some old folks singing old songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaad cute! Mixed blood little guy, he's gonna be a charmer when he grows up, that's for suuure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stayed here for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Xueting's expression is =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0062-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once a friend told me this flower could be eaten and it tasted like chilli flakes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute right! The little boy and his brother (The little guy was sitting alone in a boat initially, but the mother decided to move them together. His expression was priceless, as if asking, What am I doing here?)&lt;br /&gt;(And the guy in charge of this pool [in Black], I bet he was shocked when the little kids started calling him 'Uncle'. I know I would be if kids called me 'Auntie'. [I'd probably smack them and give a killer glare. LOL.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaaaaky. After Xueting took a nap Darling wanted to bring her to &lt;a href="http://www.bottletree.com.sg/"&gt;Bottle Tree Park&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign above Xueting's head had wasps flying all over. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The murky water looks scary at night. If I were to ride on the swan at night to the middle of the vast lake, I know I'll be scared.&lt;br /&gt;Being surrounded by a sea of water, no knowing what's in there, in a tiny swan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling had wanted to ride it, but I don't think the 3 of us would fit in one. (Although Xueting IS a petite one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0094-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ongoing wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0096-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol we've got no faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0097-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0105-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0107-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why Darling always capture Yating when she's crying or frowning lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner and one of the servers were... Strange to say the least. He kept coming up to me to ask if the orders were correct, was everything served, etc. I wasn't the one to order don't keep asking me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired after a long day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-849548465785915145?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/849548465785915145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/849548465785915145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-day-or-whatever-its-called.html' title='Family Day (Or whatever it&apos;s called.)'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/th_IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4448129014149850536</id><published>2009-12-10T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:10:06.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Expo we go!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry that was just a random title in my head. How this title came about?&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ITUZb0bZVc"&gt;this nursery rhyme&lt;/a&gt; (Believe me, I chose the best video I could)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0087-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave in to temptation and became broke. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, there was an electronics fair at the Expo Hall, I believe. Darling's Dad asked us along, so we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0029.jpg" height="320" width="240/" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0030.jpg" height="320" width="240/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0031.jpg" height="320" width="240/" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0032.jpg" height="320" width="240/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, he's got it, all North South East West directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant zit!!!!!!!!! (/faints)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi uncle was a scary driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. This is Darling's littlest sister. Newborn, 2 months old maybe. And we walked a long way before finally managing to find a Nursing Room.&lt;br /&gt;And upon finding it. It was locked. You have to call the management, only then will they open it for you.&lt;br /&gt;Troublesome much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after this picture she proceeded to vomit milk. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Xueting's expression and you would know how gruesome it was. Not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH unglam moment. I was adjusting my lashes which were falling off. (Why does this sentence sound like it's not making sense?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not raining! (I hope I don't jinx this day wtf)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4448129014149850536?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4448129014149850536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4448129014149850536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-expo-we-go.html' title='To the Expo we go!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/th_IMG_0087-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4701236902375300535</id><published>2009-12-09T13:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T16:32:09.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating in progress: FAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/293ygs7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is today's random picture. Did I mention I love rainy days?&lt;br /&gt;(In regards to the title, it is FAIL because it is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; too&lt;/span&gt; backdated. Ha, ha, ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I hereby declare I fucking promise I won't organize any family (relatives, in this case) gatherings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You know why? Thinking it was gonna be good for Grandma for all her grandchildren to gather and spend time with her,&lt;br /&gt;I organized this Xmas gathering thinking we could do the same we did last year. Simple thing actually: exchange presents, spend some time together, catch up, Grandma's happy, we're happy!&lt;br /&gt;Sounded really simple right? It turned out anything BUT.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I ended up cancelling the whole thing. You want to reject me? FINE. Just. Say. No.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fucking give me ambiguous answers. AND my number 1 pet peeve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When people don't reply to my text when I ask them something.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what is wrong! If you didn't read it, you missed the text that's fine. But you read it already and don't reply?! What is wrong with you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I got so agitated but I really wanted to vent everything out. First time in awhile that I've been THIS angry. (/bows and scampers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Start of Oct: This was when we brought Darling's little sister Xueting to stay over! (As you can see he's straying her into the dark side by teaching her how to play gory games wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, during the night we had to bring her back. We were at Darling's Grandma's house, playing with sparklers! (Okay technically &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; played with it, not me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Xueting stood very far from Darling because we are both scaredy-cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of the Channel 8 advertisment they used to show, you know, the one they used it to 'draw' the number 8? Couldn't find it on Youtube, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizzling.. And out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; get reminded of &lt;a href="http://www.musickit.com/resources/burncandles.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; whenever I see candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL @ Darling standing so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but this picture just looks like he's doing something indecent LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, typical of little kids to pick up remnants to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's rather cute &lt;s&gt;when she's not crying or being overactive LOL.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in one, it was a good day. (Even though I had a high fever of 39.7 degrees and burned my head off and slept through the afternoon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbox for an advanced celebrations of Joel &amp;amp; Hui's birthdays! I actually can't remember when this was. But since it's in the same folder, whatever right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey Lemon tasted HORRIBLE. Never gonna order that again. And you know they don't serve plain/iced water? That's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;You could have served me water straight from the tap and I wouldn't care, just as long as you gave me water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui is now in Genting freezing her butt off (LOL I'm joking okay baby don't kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel is very busy when it's not his turn to sing, fidgeting with Hui's iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my Honey Lemon for this piece of heaven~ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we all looked tired, that's because we were probably were. Past 12am (or rather past my bedtime LOLWTF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we had to have the obligatory song for the birthday boy &amp;amp; girl, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one who was dressed more nicely because I was vain and wanted to wear heels wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back this week! (As I try to keep this place updated wtf) /guilty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4701236902375300535?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4701236902375300535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4701236902375300535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/12/updating-in-progress-fail.html' title='Updating in progress: FAIL'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/293ygs7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-1010866151450890763</id><published>2009-12-07T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T14:59:36.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Untitled)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2u6p4kj.png"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-1010866151450890763?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1010866151450890763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1010866151450890763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled.html' title='(Untitled)'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/2u6p4kj_th.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8802082226025687163</id><published>2009-11-11T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:02:12.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Draw a pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/dap1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;'s a real ugly pig if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/dap2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the pig, I have a good sex life HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your personality test at &lt;a href="http://homosrus.com/drawpig.html"&gt;http://homosrus.com/drawpig.html&lt;/a&gt;! (And get to see a pig introduce it to you wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-installing my programs &amp;amp; files to my empty D: Drive nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe the work involved in moving programs and GBs of files, it's craaaazy! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming, maybe it's time to organize some family gatherings and exchange presents like we did last year! :)&lt;br /&gt;(And time to visit Grandma, haven't seen her in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ages&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8802082226025687163?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8802082226025687163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8802082226025687163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/11/draw-pig.html' title='Draw a pig'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/th_dap1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8759132168393853537</id><published>2009-10-16T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:15:32.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back, it was nearing my birthday and we were shopping around, I had my eyes on a pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I was deciding whether or not to get it when you said excitedly, "Why don't I get it for you? As a birthday gift!"&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head, saying, "Don't you know there's this old wives' tale? If you buy shoes for somebody that means you want them to walk away from you!"&lt;br /&gt;You quickly put the shoes back on the shelves. You said, "Then I'm never gonna buy shoes for you, because I never want you to leave my side!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile everytime I think of this memory inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8759132168393853537?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8759132168393853537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8759132168393853537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8317961930416471600</id><published>2009-10-11T14:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:15:30.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun + sand = Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/n3u82b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture of the day: Long John Silver's chilli &amp;amp; ketchup. Like I said, random picture. Don't ask me why I took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a post which is not as backdated as I thought it would be. Friday, me &amp;amp; Darling headed to the beach. (No Joel it wasn't smelly or dirty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy whose head pops up in the middle of the picture? Creepy. He kept taking pictures of this family who were building sandcastles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought enough food to feed a (small) army. We barely finished half the food HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People fishing before the sun sets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love playing with Lalang grasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling: Why is it so miraculous, water seeping out from the sand!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found many pretty seashells that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling stepped on these and got blue stains over his feet LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I want to take wedding pictures at the sea next time too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You walked with me&lt;br /&gt;Footprints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;And helped me understand&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Achc7ysmUzM"&gt;Footprints in the sand - Leona Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearing 7pm, there wasn't a soul around except for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Darling decided to light candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Darling, but it ain't looking like a heart shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol3/IMG_0231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musickit.com/resources/burncandles.html"&gt;'Burn little candles, burn, burn, burn, burn so bright and clear..'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we went, after all the trouble it took, because it's nice getting away from the concrete jungle Singapore is.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but the sand and the sound of waves to make bad feelings go away! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yup, still working on that blogskin.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8317961930416471600?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8317961930416471600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8317961930416471600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/10/sun-sand-beach.html' title='Sun + sand = Beach'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/n3u82b_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4996244198675806918</id><published>2009-10-09T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:27:09.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20-09 Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/march3rd25.jpg" height="480" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture: &lt;a href="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/march3rd25.jpg"&gt;Fullsized version&lt;/a&gt;. I'm really quite in love with the location my house is at, because I get to see beautiful skies everyday.&lt;br /&gt;We are surrounded by much beauty everyday, but who actually stops to look at the beauty nature provides for us?&lt;br /&gt;Just sayin', we should never take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that's been going through my mind this &lt;s&gt;week&lt;/s&gt; month has been: losing weight, losing weight, losing weight!&lt;br /&gt;However it's not happening easy because my boyfriend &lt;s&gt;is a huge glutton.&lt;/s&gt; has the appetite of an elephant, and constantly urges me to eat along with him. Such torture.&lt;br /&gt;(And seriously speaking, I think there's something wrong with my body.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0062-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Shimin &amp;amp; me at our cousin's wedding on 20-09-2009. Nice date, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0063-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of talkative women still talking, not caring about the camera haha (Only Grandma paid attention!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0064-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Mom still has something unsaid hahah :z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0065-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, my 2nd Uncle &amp;amp; his girlfriend, my aunt and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0067-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God do I look fat or what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0069-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest girls! Picture is blury because their moms were glaring at me :z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0070-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family photo! Imma gonna print this out (Cos I think the dark side suits me better. Thinner, you know. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0071-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghostly hand! (Fine. I admit. Mine &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Shimin &amp;amp; Junwei. Junwei's elder brother, Junhao, was the one getting married that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0073-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH major fail! Dad &amp;amp; me &amp;amp; Shimin &amp;amp; my small aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this picture was taken Dad's pouch zipper was stuck to my skirt. Ha, ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have nice wedding pictures like this next time too (*dreams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0077-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other smaller cousins were more grumpy when asked to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0078-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0080-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp;amp; Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0081-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were table No. 1 but were served last. Starving . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0082-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin very happy about something I cannot remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0085-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple finally arriving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0088-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0090-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: If they are just gonna cut just a small portion of the cake, why make such a big one in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Shimin: 审美观, you know?&lt;br /&gt;I asked boyfriend the same thing and apparently he said, "酱才美嘛！"&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking it was such a waste of cake. (Glutton-y me. No surprise there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0091-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0094-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking apprehensively at the food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0095-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't approve, but what to do? Dad just keeps drinking. BUT, I did find out one thing about my parents. They both tend to ramble when drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0096-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy, as usual. Smile leh, Juan! Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0102-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0113-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yam Seng~ (Aka Cheers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=112016&amp;amp;id=595373144"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; for more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4996244198675806918?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4996244198675806918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4996244198675806918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/10/20-09-wedding.html' title='20-09 Wedding!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_march3rd25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5050670105918041875</id><published>2009-09-26T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:35:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greyscale</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/pv1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my friends know I always shop in stages.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, there was a time in my life where only stripey stuff caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;In another stage, I bought only bright, colourful clothes, and in another, only checkered stuff.&lt;br /&gt;(This is why I've got so much random stuff hidden in my closet :z)&lt;br /&gt;I think now it's safe to say my life now is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black &amp;amp; white&lt;/span&gt;. (Well, almost.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on a new blogskin now. And with the wedding pictures of my cousin!&lt;br /&gt;Happy for them, hope they'll live in marital bliss forever!&lt;br /&gt;(Though forever doesn't really exist. Uh. Whatever.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5050670105918041875?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5050670105918041875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5050670105918041875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/greyscale.html' title='Greyscale'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7339218427649548624</id><published>2009-09-22T12:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:29:01.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comex '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture: Found midst browsing around various quotes section. (Though I wouldn't really call it a quote, more of a short story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this post's about me and Darling heading to Comex '09 I'd be honest and tell you there are no pictures of the actual Comex.&lt;br /&gt;Actual Comex? Frantic buyers + Shouts of 'SALEEE', 'LAST OFFER LAST OFFER~' all over + massive squeezing through crowds.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I dispersuaded Darling from not buying his headphones earlier because he got himself one $21+ one at Comex!&lt;br /&gt;Quality was so much better than the original $178+ ones he wanted! (Proves the point that things don't have to cost alot to be good!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/DSC00277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture quality differs because half are taken with my phone, the other half with Canon e1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0016-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flat hair!! (And sad + hungry me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0018-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiters took long enough to notice us flailing our arms around. No one wanted to serve us :(&lt;br /&gt;(Me: Darling you must pretend you don't know I'm taking your picture! Like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;偷拍&lt;/span&gt; you know! Don't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;偷笑&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0019-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (*nods)&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA. Funny how he just seems to play along with whatever I want sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0020-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poking at drink because we were starving.&lt;br /&gt;We chose New York New York because all other restaurants were full and it was the only one without a queue lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0021-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Give me food or else I'll stab you!' (Me: Darling, not fierce enough &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0023-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (*shakes head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0024-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You look constipated here &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;. (LOL I amuse myself sometimes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0025-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painstakingly put in by yours truly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0026-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0027-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0030-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0031-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/DSC00278.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/DSC00280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oreo Craze = Fattening good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/DSC00282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/DSC00281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved my cabonara with bacon while I loved his giant meatballs spagetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/St1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7339218427649548624?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7339218427649548624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7339218427649548624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/comex-09.html' title='Comex &apos;09'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-2472236623074658036</id><published>2009-09-16T12:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:52:34.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Open House '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april10th4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start the post, here's today's random picture! Some sundae I had with Joel and Hui afew months back, (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On a random note, I finally reinstated the &lt;a href="javascript:HaloScan('COMMENTID');"&gt;Haloscan comments&lt;/a&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are the pictures for &lt;a href="http://www.mindef.gov.sg/aoh09/"&gt;AOH '09&lt;/a&gt;! I went only because Darling was gonna perform!&lt;br /&gt;It was on the other side of the island from me, and Greg was my saviour on that day, if not I wouldn't have gone alone. (Meeting at an ungodly hour of 9.30am = woke up at 7am, the place was FAR)&lt;br /&gt;Being with Greg is very easy, you don't have to think of a specific topic to talk about, all we did was banter! That's why I love him, Greg's always so nice and very caring towards people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are kinda blurry because I forgot to clean the lenses. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0180-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0183-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*points) Darling is the one in the car, with the gun, being very lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0194-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys acting as thugs had it tough. They were being dragged around (literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we could go down to take pictures! (And I took this. One.)&lt;br /&gt;(I think Darling's response when the audience started streaming in was: 'Please don't step on the seats ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with insane big hair LOL! (I have flat hair now. *sad)&lt;br /&gt;(Rebonding last week at a price of $68! Mad cheap, same pricing regardless of length, with free hair treatment as well!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0214-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men and pink tights.. All I can say is, they're not really my thing. :s&lt;br /&gt;(I think when they started performing me and Greg's expression was: *stunned*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super cute baby boy! Just felt like pinching his cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we can say about the uniformed men stationed there were: overly-helpful.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (*pauses to read the sign about the machine)&lt;br /&gt;Uniformed guy: (to Greg) Can I help you and your girlfriend to take a picture? (*smiles brightly)&lt;br /&gt;Greg: Uh, no it's okay, thanks! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Me: (*thinks) And we're not really a couple, we're besties....))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniformed guy: Okay, no problem! (*smiles brightly, again)&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this everytime we stop by 1 machine. We stopped by around a dozen machines.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime a uniformed guy stepped closer, I'd tell Greg: "He's coming over. Should we run?" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0235-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures of the AOH'09, proceed to the &lt;a href="http://www.mindef.gov.sg/aoh09/"&gt;AOH'09 website&lt;/a&gt; or to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=106988&amp;amp;id=595373144"&gt;my facebook album&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-2472236623074658036?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2472236623074658036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2472236623074658036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/army-open-house-09.html' title='Army Open House &apos;09'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_april10th4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3193026793392763352</id><published>2009-09-05T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:15:04.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy teddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This huge-ass bear has finally dried after a week of being hung with the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, it is not huge-ass big, but also huge-ass heavy when drenched! (Almost as heavy as Darling's little sister Xueting, I swear!)&lt;br /&gt;It used to be all grey and dirty but after scrubbing it for hours it's finally white (fine &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt;-white) and fluffy and huggable!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it's gonna be given away ~ My room's got too much stuffed toys already! :(&lt;br /&gt;(On my bed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; I've got 5 stuffed Eeyores and a stuffed pig :z)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*goes off to sulk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3193026793392763352?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3193026793392763352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3193026793392763352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/teddy-teddy.html' title='Teddy teddy'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/th_IMG_0256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5218779887110664391</id><published>2009-09-01T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:36:59.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the snake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.chinesezodiac.com/snake.php"&gt;http://www.chinesezodiac.com/snake.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Relationships&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snakes are excellent seducers so they never have trouble attracting others. However, they’ll be the ones to decide when a relationship has potential and when it does not. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once they’ve chosen a partner, a Snake’s insecure side will begin to show through.&lt;/span&gt; Snakes guards their chosen partners much like a prized possessions, becoming jealous and even obsessive. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snakes prefer to keep their feelings to themselves.&lt;/span&gt; It’s important to never betray a Snake’s trust as a betrayed snake will make it a goal to get even someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive, but never forget. How true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5218779887110664391?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5218779887110664391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5218779887110664391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/year-of-snake.html' title='Year of the snake'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-1329854665670251522</id><published>2009-08-28T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T15:50:58.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwater world trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0031-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's picture: Darling and I got these while watching Harry Potter last time! Bad thing is, once the straw drops in the cup you can't get it out without opening the cap. (Which happened twice during the movie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0044-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the overdue pictures. Though I still don't have the complete set I decided to post them up anyway. We're on Sentosa Express here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0046-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking completely touristy, Hui and Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0048-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my fringe. (Hui, see what I mean about hair = haystack? LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0052-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwater viewing chamber right outside the Underwater world, I always love coming here whenever I'm at Sentosa. (You don't even need admission tickets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0058-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat thighs with skinny boyfriend. (*sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0059-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake trying to get into my pants. (As you can see I'm stiff because I didn't dare to move. I kept telling the snake handler; 'I don't want to hold the head I don't want to hold the head ahhhhh' HAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0062-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Dolphin Lagoon 30 minutes before the show starts. We just sat there and looked at each other. (LOL no I'm joking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continous shots are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0090-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Best invention I tell ya. (I put this picture as our desktop wallpaper and Darling went, "Flying dolphin!!" Totally wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0100-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more pink it is, the older it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0113-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all agreed that this bus ride was the best part of the trip, being on the open-top bus!&lt;br /&gt;We took a full round just to enjoy the breeze and scenery, and it was greeeeaaat~(And we didn't have to spend a single buck LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0116-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rollercoasters at Resorts world in midst of construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0112-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/underwaterworld24thjuly09078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besties in another touristy shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided to get airbrush tattoo (Is that what you call it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0140-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we noticed after stepping into Underwater World was the reef sharks attacking one another :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also fed the stingrays, where I was scared stiff that they would bite my hand off. (They didn't.)&lt;br /&gt;(I thought they were quite stingy with the amount of food given, though. 6 pieces of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; small meat for $3 wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0153-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0160-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you put your hand in they'll be sure to swim away. (Unless you've got food, which is a different story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0192-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Darling that I liked jellyfishes cos they swim (or float?) rather gracefully (In my opinion) Darling thinks they are evil creatures who sting people. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the &lt;a href="http://www.underwaterworld.com.sg/news.htm"&gt;Living fossils&lt;/a&gt; exhibit. You can climb in this thing and see the fossils from the inside, though I'd recommand not doing so cos it kinda smells in there.&lt;br /&gt;(LOL @ Darling's expression)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui making a funny face at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0249-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel in wonder in the exhibit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dugong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0295-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos of the trip are available &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=96778&amp;amp;id=595373144"&gt;in my facebook albums&lt;/a&gt; and also &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=143836&amp;amp;id=564945882"&gt;Hui's facebook account&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(Next time we should totally go to the &lt;a href="http://www.sentosa.com.sg/explore_sentosa/attractions/mega_zip.html"&gt;Megazip Adventure Park&lt;/a&gt;! *hints)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0026-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and I are obsessed with these machines lately, anyway. We went to Iluma on Tuesday (?) and spent over $50 on them -_-&lt;br /&gt;I told him it's okay if we don't catch anything, but what can I say, stubborn boyfriend. (Stubborn boyfriend = stubborn girlfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/dissidia_logo_white.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are totally obsessed with this game of late! Though the story is quite repetitive the different characters are fun to play around with, both the good guys or the villians.&lt;br /&gt;Favourites to play are definately Squall and Cloud, easier navigation (and cute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;) in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;(They sound better in their original voices as compared to the english version :/ &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27U6KAOXFYs"&gt;Youtube link&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-1329854665670251522?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1329854665670251522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1329854665670251522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/underwater-world-trip.html' title='Underwater world trip'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0031-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-2981119752903023549</id><published>2009-08-24T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:28:21.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In-laws.</title><content type='html'>Knowing that you're tired and you're lying on the bed yet you can't sleep because your nose is blocked sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Totally sucks waking up to a full-blown stuffed nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma came by the other day and she was talking to me about an upcoming wedding of my cousin's.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about guest lists, family matters.. And my parents. How she doesn't like Mom or thinks Dad isn't very ___.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a secret the Mom-and-mother-in-law relationship ain't good between them both. It's always been this way.&lt;br /&gt;But it just doesn't feel very good hearing about your own loved Mom's bad words from your loved Grandma, is it?&lt;br /&gt;If I rebut her it wouldn't be nice either. How could I? I wonder why I'm liked, though my parents aren't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think it won't happen to me, because boyfriend's Mom and I get along OK. I mean, we aren't exactly besties, but we do talk and sometimes she calls me when she can't get boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess we're on a mutual level of 'friendship' towards each other. Which is a good thing as opposed to Grandma and Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I am going to dye my hair tomorrow. /shivers&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I'm exactly excited but can't say I'm not anticipating it either.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't end up looking like some chao ah-lian HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's today's random picture for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/underwaterworld24thjuly09019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr turtle! Haven't got all the picture from Hui yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@$^%*&amp;amp;(!!&lt;br /&gt;Just accidentally scratched my leg with my new bag -.-&lt;br /&gt;Great. Another scar on my legs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-2981119752903023549?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2981119752903023549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2981119752903023549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-laws.html' title='In-laws.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_underwaterworld24thjuly09019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5868684181278165586</id><published>2009-08-11T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:37:02.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping urges (depleted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0037-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day: Darling caught this for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I always shop online. As you guys know &lt;s&gt;75%&lt;/s&gt; 90% of my wardrobe are clothes I've ordered online. But in the few recent months the urge has depleted to a (very sad and) minute level.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I go out to shop I end up buying nothing at all. (Nothing but food. Food = weight = not good.)&lt;br /&gt;It's good in a way that I'm saving money (though not on food) but bad in a way that my wardrobe's been the same old thing it's been. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/gojane_2067_305698524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gojane.com/36655-shoes-crinkle-leatherette-zipper-caged-heel.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is the only thing I've been interested in. However gorgeous it is, the only reason why it's not in my shoe cabinet yet is that its' thin (and killer-ish looking) heel would probably kill me.&lt;br /&gt;It's 4.5" for goodness' sake I can't even walk right in 3" heels already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0030-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0032-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0014-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0014-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also having breakouts lately due to the stupid haze. Not only has it been irritating my nose, but also my face. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0027-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5868684181278165586?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5868684181278165586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5868684181278165586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/shopping-urges-depleted.html' title='Shopping urges (depleted)'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0037-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-991184990158793204</id><published>2009-08-04T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:51:18.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(No subject)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0001-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; much to mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pardon the messy table. *scampers away)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-991184990158793204?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/991184990158793204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/991184990158793204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-subject.html' title='(No subject)'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4956646215252784566</id><published>2009-07-29T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:33:07.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0004-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite picture of Friday. Though the stupid snake was trying to get into my pants. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;(The snake guy said the snake was a male. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;More to come after I get the entire load from Hui!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4956646215252784566?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4956646215252784566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4956646215252784566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/07/favourite.html' title='Favourite'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0004-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8220653682348062998</id><published>2009-07-23T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:11:42.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday smurfday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0037-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Really random picture: I can't even remember why I took this picture anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days of &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/support/forum/p/blogger/thread?tid=25f171486e03283e&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;Blogger's editor facing problems&lt;/a&gt;, now I can finally blog. Who knew the solution was just a simple Ctrl + F5?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhowwwww, I'm extremely excited about tomorrow! Me, Darling, Hui and Joel are heading out!&lt;br /&gt;(I hope it won't end up like 07/07/07, I'll never forget that day's events, horrible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0021-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday this year, guess where I went! (Huge-ass dinosaur and primary school kids running around)&lt;br /&gt;Shaoye accompanied me to the &lt;a href="http://www.sci-ctr.edu.sg/"&gt;Science Center&lt;/a&gt;! The last time I came here was more than 10 years ago, like when I was 9 (I feel like such a nerd. Wait. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I AM&lt;/span&gt; a nerd HAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0003-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing (robotic) Einstein looks kinda scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0005-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0008-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0009-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0010-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0015-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0016-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I do not know why they have marine life in the Science Center okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0011-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0019-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0020-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sound waves and vibrations) Amazingly enough, we thought the whole trip would take us 3 - 4 hours to complete. We went in at 12, we were out by 2.30pm. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think it's a fun place to go to, before you go just make sure some of the places are not in construction (and in working order ahem) $6 for admission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0022-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was too early for dinner we went for tea. (3pm is too early for tea too I think.) Shaoye cut up all the food nicely for me hahaha (What to do, I'm SNN! [Only Shaoye will understand that I think.] LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0024-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Shaoye, whom I got to skip school so he could accompany me. LOL! Thanks lah Shaoye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0029-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of totally random presents I received. Hui &amp;amp; Joel I will wear that top out, just not with you guys okayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Greg came by that night (Thank you Greg, it's the thought that counts :) and gave me his present of "Chocolate (Edible) Cookies (Edible) Ice cream  (Inedible) cake  (Inedible)". Greg, you win the most random gift award LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0036-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy sent me cupcakes and the person who delivered it was a tad.. Dense I think.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How long can the cupcakes be kept for?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Best to be eaten in 3 days :)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, okay. But what's the maximum number of days I can keep them for without them going bad?&lt;br /&gt;Her: You can keep it in the fridge, but best eaten in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;God I swear I almost vomitted blood ._. But thank you Piggy my dear, though 20 cupcakes were abit too much I almost couldn't finish it LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to past birthdays, I really liked this year's birthday. Nothing fancy, just lots of love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/harry_potter_6_poster3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/"&gt;Harry Potter 6&lt;/a&gt;: People who've not watched the previous movies shouldn't watch it lest you get confused. The focus point was not clear though.&lt;br /&gt;The movie, named Half Blood Prince, yet did not elaborate much on him. To me, I feel this movie was more of a transition stage, a better setting for the next movie(s) to come.&lt;br /&gt;You have to admit, the actors' acting were quite good though. I especially liked Tom Felton (As Draco Malfoy), you could almost feel his pain and reluctance.&lt;br /&gt;There was some scenes in the movie which were quite redundant, though :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/2be0e395.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd movie that day? &lt;a href="http://www.transformersmovie.com/"&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As the title suggests, the fallen, revenge, same storyline as the first movie. Honestly, I watched it for Megan Fox (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought Transformers was totally a guy flick, but now that I've watched both, I think girls would find it quite entertaining as well. Action, comedy, good graphics (And not just watch it for Megan Fox like I do LOL!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8220653682348062998?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8220653682348062998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8220653682348062998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-smurfday.html' title='Birthday smurfday'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0037-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7196168902764562104</id><published>2009-07-12T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:30:13.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you 7 was my lucky number.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/lol1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday = Great (Pictures another time)&lt;br /&gt;Friends = Awesome (All the strange + impromptu + random presents this year + the love!)&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend = Love (His one message beat all 27 people who told me Happy Birthday LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up my week.&lt;br /&gt;I am off to roll around in bed. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; periods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7196168902764562104?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7196168902764562104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7196168902764562104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-told-you-7-was-my-lucky-number.html' title='I told you 7 was my lucky number.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-6467988239057142102</id><published>2009-07-07T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:22:34.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SE7EN</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/7julyp1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't know, I've always thought &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; was my most favourite (and lucky) number.&lt;br /&gt;(The exact time I'm typing this now is 7am, can it get any more coincidental?)&lt;br /&gt;Whenever anyone asks me for a number, I'll always say 7 in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought it was amazing that we have 7 days in a week or why Snow White had 7 dwarves. (Lousy example, but whatever. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/7_%28number%29"&gt;Check Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; for more!)&lt;br /&gt;7 has always held &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; in my heart. Not alot, but not a little either, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Like how there are 7 friends in this world I would trust my life with, how I've got 7 cousins, and how I know there's 7 people I can always talk to when I'm not feeling the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, marks the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3rd year&lt;/span&gt; Darling and I have been together since, so happy anniversary my baby. 3 years, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much my longest relationship so far, and his too. :)&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you hold up your promises when you come back eh! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is also my birthday, so.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've finally aged and reached the big 2-0. Saying goodbye to the '1', it's time to grow up of your childish self!&lt;br /&gt;(Cue sad face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 7 friends: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby, Piggy, Joel, Hui, Greg, Chong, Shaoye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people are the bunch that stuck with me, listening to me whine and complain while time passes us by.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are the bunch I know I can always trust regardless. Though sometimes I do wish we didn't have to grow up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time, sometimes distance people. I don't like the idea of that, I hope all of us can remain as close-knitted as we were, because I love you all the same, no matter how much time has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Once my bestie(s), forever my bestie(s). Of course, that is how I think, but I just felt a need for you guys to know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is beginning to sound like a farewell letter instead, what have I just done?! Ah whateverrrr I'm going to prepare to meet Shaoye now. So.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 20th, me!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-6467988239057142102?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6467988239057142102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6467988239057142102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/07/se7en.html' title='SE7EN'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7582071967674383783</id><published>2009-06-24T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:22:16.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and H1N1</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/z1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. It's been confirmed Darling's not free on my birthday. How nice. Nicest thing? He said (quote),&lt;br /&gt;"So what if you're spending your birthday alone? It's only a birthday. I too, was alone on my birthday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alone&lt;/span&gt;? I don't think being in camp meant you were alone. What, the tens of people in your bunk weren't counted as humans to you? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alone&lt;/span&gt;. Pffffft. They even bought you a cake for crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt; it's not his f-ing fault but I can always grumble right? However if he brings up this invalid point &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; I swear I'll combust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit] Another nice thing happened! Guess what? There are &lt; 7 people diagnosed with H1N1 in his camp.&lt;br /&gt;Increasing number by the day. He may not book out until the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;And when he does he is (probably) gonna be sent straight to his deployment which he will stay in for a week or less.&lt;br /&gt;Darling's pretty irritated with the first guy who got down with H1N1 in his camp because it was said that the said guy already kinda knew he had H1N1, yet returned to camp, only telling people about his sickness the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This week's been nothing but nonsense.)[/Edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to happier things. If you haven't got me anything at all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Book(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm very random when it comes to books. Romance, horrors, thrillers, I read almost anything, but buy me something that I'm not even remotely interested in, I won't even touch it. Best way: Get me a voucher for the bookstore LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/underwatercameraallcolo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/aquacamerawhite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aquapix: Underwater camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; (&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/spreehouse/3576090.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;) A want more than a need, but whatever. It's my birthday list right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/27black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/s320x240.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black or Grey Strappy, chunky heels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;3" height is the maximum I can go, any higher and I'll probably get killed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a local size 38, US Size 7 - 7.5, insole 24.5cm! (There all the details you'll need)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/dsi1_sc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nitendo DSi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canon 450D (Hahaha I have to admit how can anyone possibly get this for me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Get me some happy pills while you're at it, I seem to lack them lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I really hope Shaoye won't get quarentined or something since he's returning from China. If not all I can do for my birthday is mope around at home doing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/th024_.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7582071967674383783?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7582071967674383783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7582071967674383783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-and-h1n1.html' title='Birthday and H1N1'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_z1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8620682754730100581</id><published>2009-06-23T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:15:12.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/May6th6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture: Nowadays I keep doodling on all the bottles in the house LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe in myself. Because if there's one person in this world you can trust the most, that is yourself. Therefore if I think I'm not in the wrong, I will not apologise regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Vice versa, if something happens and I realize I might be in the wrong, I will not hesitate in an apology.&lt;br /&gt;I stand quite strong in what I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not need everybody to understand what I do, how I think, how my mind works.&lt;br /&gt;No, not everyone. Just the few that matter to me, I just need them to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, even if they don't.. I'll always have myself.&lt;br /&gt;As long as I understand myself, believing in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have much self-esteem, but regarding my beliefs, I have afew.&lt;br /&gt;'Forever' does not exist. I believe in that, hence I don't use the word unless necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Years, decades, centuries may exist, but not forever. Nothing lasts forever, and that is a truth.&lt;br /&gt;I am not being a pessimist or a 'glass-half-empty' person, (To say the truth, I am a 'glass-half-full' kinda person) but just stating my beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall abruptly end this entry here. Just some food for thought I suppose. Birthday list post up next :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8620682754730100581?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8620682754730100581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8620682754730100581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/06/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7026909351447093343</id><published>2009-06-21T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:14:18.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mona Lisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/june20th39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today's random picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0007-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random picture of today (or night). This is Darling's lil sister Xueting with Darling's new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Most funny thing was that we were discussing about Mona Lisa (LOL fancy a 20 year old and an 8 year old discussing that)&lt;br /&gt;She told me that her teacher told her Mona Lisa was a man dressed in a woman's clothes. (Riiight. Read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lisa_del_Giocondo"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell her the teacher should probably bang her head against the wall but I didn't think it was a nice thing to say to a 8 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I think June has gone past at a very fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm abruptly ending this entry now because it feels weird blogging with the boyfriend sitting right behind you LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7026909351447093343?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7026909351447093343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7026909351447093343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/06/mona-lisa.html' title='Mona Lisa'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_june20th39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-1572215301867481246</id><published>2009-06-20T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:51:36.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen days to the 7th</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0011-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture: Breakfast time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it may be kinda prominent now that Darling may not be free on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not like he wanted it that way, it's just that you can't just change how NS works. (Ah for these few years NS's like the bane of my life.. It's been disrupting plans every. Single. Year.)&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely in a FML moment ha-ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing about this I hate most is not him not being able to be with me, it's the disappointment I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; hate it when you planned something for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;longest&lt;/span&gt; time, and when the timeline is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; within your grasp, something like this fucks everything up.&lt;br /&gt;I've already planned &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;. But now I don't even know if what I've planned will be able to go along with my plan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grrrrreat&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Life's perfect now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0021-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the day I went to an extremely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt; (read: deserted) place with Piggy to do random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0022-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just very typical for us to order and we can't finish. In these times we would normally count on Chong or Greg, but they were not free that day. Chong is in Tekong now. :( (And bald.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0023-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture of her. She looks really pretty here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0025-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dinosaur thing at the atrium. No I do not know why the leg and head is seperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0030-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping around we went for dessert. First time I've ever had cornflakes with icecream? Surprisingly it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0032-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking pictures of food is like my greatest pleasure. I have this folder in my computer full of pictures of everything I've ate it's awesomeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0033-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was another day. Darling and I went around Singapore (haha okay fine only East side) and I couldn't even find a decent pair of heels :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0044-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical reaction when I try to take his picture. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0011-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret wearing this to Partyworld that day. I think they set the temperation at 10 degrees or something it was so cold I couldn't feel my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0013-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I'm trying to suffocate Chong LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0015-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg wouldn't join us in phototaking. He was sad that day :(&lt;br /&gt;(Weichong I wanna smack you for your stupid expression)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I &lt;s&gt;sneaked around and&lt;/s&gt; took a picture secretly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0018-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we look really alike. Maybe it's because we've been besties for too many years LOL.&lt;br /&gt;(Though we don't really look nice in this picture I like it I don't know why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0019-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0020-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do not know my alcoholic limit. But I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do know&lt;/span&gt; it's not much. The only thing 1/4 of vodka does to me is make me warmer in the cold room. (Which was good. But it tasted horrible.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0021-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera lens fogged up :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0022-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this concludes my random post on 17th days to the 7th. Maybe next I can do a 'What-I-want-for-Birthday' post LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-1572215301867481246?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1572215301867481246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1572215301867481246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/06/seventeen-days-to-7th.html' title='seventeen days to the 7th'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0011-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7078281727230794420</id><published>2009-06-12T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:20:18.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing red</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/IMG_0006copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7078281727230794420?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7078281727230794420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7078281727230794420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/06/red.html' title='Seeing red'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3252861679621418284</id><published>2009-05-26T11:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:15:55.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/fb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20060728091820AATajJt"&gt;Yahoo! Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the weather's just so hot it's getting me annoyed lately. And I've got 3 ulcers in my mouth = no junk food this week.&lt;br /&gt;Bad start to days = bad moods = bad day overall.&lt;br /&gt;Trying my damnest to solve everything that comes together head-on. I trust it'll be okay. I hope. If not there's always that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; solution. One single way .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] What I need, is people that don't judge. I don't really need you making snide remarks. If you've got nothing good to say, I'd suggest you shut it. [/EDIT]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3252861679621418284?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3252861679621418284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3252861679621418284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiness.html' title='Happiness..?'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_fb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8695632112191655016</id><published>2009-05-21T16:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:53:55.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing the weekend away</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0005-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today's random picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0011-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last Friday we celebrated Greg's birthday. Because Greg was so busy we met only at 11.30. PM. Night. It was the latest I have ever met anyone.&lt;br /&gt;(And Greg was busy with his phone with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;, as usual ahem)&lt;br /&gt;(We are at McD cos Piggy wanted the Pink cup they're giving away free. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy bought a cake for Greg. And neither of us smoke so we couldn't light the candle. And the cake was so hard Chong broke the knife while cutting it HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0013-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys ended up digging the cake to eat with their hands. I stuffed half a macroon into my mouth and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;It was too goddamn sweet for my taste. I swear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one slice&lt;/span&gt; of that will give you diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0015-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off we went to Partyworld for our singing session. We were supposed to reach at 1am, but we couldn't find the place at first, and walked from Shaw Towers all the way to HMV only to find out it was beside Shaw Towers. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0016-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chong looks like the sleeping buddha in Malaysia's temples LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0018-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating Chong with Piggy and me. (Greg you've got shaky hands!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh neon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0020-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shaky hands too haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0022-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy's got worse shaky hands than Greg had. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0025-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the random guy who poked his head into the picture at the left side. Yes, refering to you Chong LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0029-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0030-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah only the 4 of us will ever know what happened :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0032-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0033-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy insisted they do the same pose hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0034-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's making himself wayyy too comfy on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0037-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Chong can even sing when he slouches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0039-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 lazy boys. Uh or men. Or boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0040-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0046-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0052-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah look at Greg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0054-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0055-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0058-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to sit up straight LOL. It was nearing like 4am what did you expect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0060-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy was like, Eh can you 2 act friendlier you 2 are acting like strangers hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0062-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Nicer one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just can't resist full length mirrors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were talking. Hence the weird expressions LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0071-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at 5am we finally left, mad tired and sleepiness taking over us! Almost crashed into bed the moment I got off ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Greg's birthday card.) Hope you've enjoyed your birthday my dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0077-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was awakened by Joel &amp;amp; Hui's texts and calls asking me to wake up ._. (7's my lucky number woo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0080-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel wanted to go this place for porridge but it was closed so we settled at &lt;a href="http://xinwang.com.sg/"&gt;Xin Wang&lt;/a&gt;'s for late lunch/dinner (breakfast for me) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Hui could only eat porridge cos she had her seperator put in :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0081-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were discussing about the century eggs Hui ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: It smells sour, leh.&lt;br /&gt;Hui: It's sweet AND sour chicken, mah! (LOL. Totally bimbotic moment for me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0083-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel's baked pasta. He said the cheese was totally rubbery and this would be the first and last time he'll be eating it. But I liked it, leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0084-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to rot (read: slack) at Joel's house where we read funny letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we were meeting (again) for Kbox. Singing 2 times in 3 days. I'm sure my craving for singing has absolutely ended as of this week LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the sweet cos I realized they'll be late only when I reached. It tasted horrible. It was a waste of my 80c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0088-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0089-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0091-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0093-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0094-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tastes like any other enconomy rice you can find in hawker centers, or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0095-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so engrossed in each of the songs he sang. And Hui and me don't really know 65% of the songs he wanted to sing LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0096-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0098-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Cao Ge's songs are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0099-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0100-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more fidgeting. Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0102-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm invisible! (At least half of me is. Hui remarked I looked like a ghost hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0103-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH I kept fidgeting and Hui could not take a decent picture of me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0107-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their turn to fidget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel is still very much engrossed in his song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0110-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0111-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's safe to say this is our only decent photo we have throughout our years of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0112-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0113-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0114-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! &amp;amp; it's the first time we went to Kbox with each other. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this entry's not as backdated as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;entries. A random quiz to end this entry, from &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8695632112191655016?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8695632112191655016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8695632112191655016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/05/singing-weekend-away.html' title='Sing the weekend away'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0005-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-972919877935833545</id><published>2009-05-08T15:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:00:59.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The procrastinated backdated post.</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday. You know what Friday means? .... It means I get to see Darling today!&lt;br /&gt;(Though I am kinda bummed I won't be going to the library today cos my plan did not work ohwell.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the backdated entries for end March and early April. I always backdate. But whatever. Like who cares right? (*scampers and runs away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0046-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents I got for Darling and his sister. 2 of them are Darling's. All badly wrapped I know. (Because I'm lazy HAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0054-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's wanted this for a long time. Some kinda controlled helicopter thing. (And now it's sitting somewhere collecting dust. SHEESH.)&lt;br /&gt;At first when he opened it it didn't even work and I had to go back and exchange it and the Carrefour staff kept directing me from one place to the other to another and I was so f-ing fedup and after staying there for AN HOUR I finally did the stupid exchange and thank God it works. (What a long sentence.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0005-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had this made. Evon is Darling's sister's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we couldn't find the place and the taxi uncle drove us round and round. But in the end he charged us $2 less hahah. (Typical Darling behaviour: hiding behind people when taking photos.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and his 2 sisters [Eee red-eye! Apparently the red-eye correction only works on one eye. :( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0060-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah Darling wasn't done eating, still munching something LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random cat Darling kept feeding with food from the buffet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally morning. I couldn't sleep the whole night and I think when dawn finally broke I was like, 'FINALLY.' (I think it was because I almost froze my nose off and the blanket was thinner than the towel.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0093-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xueting's fiddling with balloons and Darling's giving his gay face. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0105-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to change into contacts (and tired from not sleeping the night before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0107-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evonne and her boyfriend arranging the presents. Or something. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0103-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling taking a picture of his mom taking a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when this picture was taken I just found it in the folder LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0122copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And early April the four of us finally met. After not having met for months. Geez guys we should probably meet more often, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. (What a candid shot no one's ready except Piggy posing hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0125copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Nice shot! (And Greg looks so bored waiting for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; text from a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; certain&lt;/span&gt; someone. :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I don't know why she likes to pose with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0131-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chong is giving his funny face but I delibrately cut off his head in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0136-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner after dessert. (LOL. We are weird like that. I'm serious we really had dinner after dessert.)&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bandung&lt;/span&gt;! When I reached home I kept running to the bathroom. (I am sure it's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bandung&lt;/span&gt; cos everyone else drank sugar-cane juice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Stingray, Satay, Chicken wings.. And something else. Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg wants to eat up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weichong always makes sure he leaves only the bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy wants more food. (And that marks the end of the trip. Because I don't remember what we did after that. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/thelakehouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;a href="http://thelakehousemovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;The Lake House&lt;/a&gt;  just now! It was a really tear-jerking movie, but I think it's really sad yet beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;If you're curious about the ending... I ain't gonna tell you! Watch it yourself, you won't be disappointed by this story I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t289/lovedd__/170208/zaralovers1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really like this picture so I'm posting it up here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After &lt;a href="http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-maybe-maybe-not.html"&gt;dreaming about the same guy for 4 days&lt;/a&gt;, I dreamt of Show Xiaozhu yesterday night. Chuchin you were in the dream too LOL. It was a weird dream. Toooooo weird.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-972919877935833545?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/972919877935833545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/972919877935833545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/05/procrastinated-backdated-post.html' title='The procrastinated backdated post.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0046-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7723074591324489262</id><published>2009-05-05T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:36:09.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May, maybe, maybe not.</title><content type='html'>May, May, May.&lt;br /&gt;6 more months to f-ing Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm in a bad mood. Maybe it's because I've dreamt of the same person for 4 days straight.&lt;br /&gt;We ain't even close (though we are neighbours) WHY THE HELL is it happening? I don't even dream of Darling 4 times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;, I have this lizard terrorizing my room hell I even dreamt of it falling down from the wall and into my hair the other night and I woke up freaking and searching my bed for lizards and it was so hard to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am so scared I switch on Spoka every night to accompany me to sleep. (Spoka is our nightlight. DAMN cute! Pictures next time.)&lt;br /&gt;Darling bought this lizard box which is supposed to trap the lizard and the thought of it is disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Imagines it dies in my room and I still have to remove the box (with the lizard's carcass inside). One word. GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life sucks, and then you die." - Breaking Dawn&lt;br /&gt;This is one sentence I'll never forget from the Twilight series, it's so true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7723074591324489262?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7723074591324489262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7723074591324489262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-maybe-maybe-not.html' title='May, maybe, maybe not.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8501504201310014050</id><published>2009-04-22T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:24:31.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want an absolute boyfriend too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_00012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day) (Yes my computer is back. I think he defragmented our computer, so it was short of a few fonts and everything was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;in bold and italics&lt;/span&gt; when we switched the computer on.&lt;br /&gt;But I fixed everything! /victorious laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/zettaikareshi138uo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sars-fansubs.com/forums/index.php?topic=1277.0"&gt;Zettai Kareshi Special&lt;/a&gt; = (&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583068bhnqcxyj21.gif" /&gt;)+ (&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/596016dpzkqx1dg0.gif" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/zk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me! How can you find &lt;s&gt;a man&lt;/s&gt; somebody like that? (Fine. Not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;. Since technically he's a robot...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/zk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/zk3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583068bhnqcxyj21.gif" /&gt; x 284847. Everyone say 'Aww' with me.&lt;br /&gt;(See this is why Japanese dramas are always better. They express everything so. Much. Better. They don't have actors with bad acting, they have (at least afew decent) eye candy, and they actually have a good storyline. Not like ___, where you can just predict the typical storyline so easily.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0055-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0047-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0047-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0055-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some old photos to end this random entry. Cos I'm random like that :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8501504201310014050?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8501504201310014050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8501504201310014050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-absolute-boyfriend-too.html' title='I want an absolute boyfriend too!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_00012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-9140758681230938858</id><published>2009-04-15T12:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:10:43.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye...</title><content type='html'>... My dearest computer I will miss you for the 2½ days you are away :(&lt;br /&gt;(As most of you people know my computer is currently suffering from some unknown thing so Darling is having it sent to an online friend of his to repair it. That friend is kinda weird though.&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't give Darling his number, nor his address. Like he's afraid of us burning his house down or whatever LOL. Don't worry, we're nice people! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*waves)&lt;/span&gt; Hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april6th14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;'s random picture: Darling and I we've been having SO much LJS these days I'm just about to vomit from it.&lt;br /&gt;And yes I know I have so much to update. Everything's uploaded already but I'm just lazy to sort it all out cos the orders are all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So let me entertain you with yesterday's photos of me and Darling sneaking out at 12.30am to Cheers LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I took this while we were crossing the road, and Darling was like 'You're not supposed to do dangerous stuffs like these!'&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "There are zero cars, zero traffic, and it's the green man anyway!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaky hands because cars were coming LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was trying to open some bottle's cap so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took random pictures. Of Grass. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is quiet. And nice. And quiet at 1am. Barely any cars at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april6th5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april6th2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april6th2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/april6th5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy made the Eeyore name thing for me. I have no idea where to hang it though. Around my neck? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahaha you're probably gonna die of boredom without the computer LOL! No online games, no Facebook Mafia Wars, nothing for you to play except your PSP which doesn't have much games HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Darling: (*Very sad puppy eyes face*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this marks the end of this abrupt and random entry. I hope you return safe and sound my computer. Intact with everything you have. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-9140758681230938858?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/9140758681230938858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/9140758681230938858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye...'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_april6th14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8591865441193033015</id><published>2009-03-27T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:28:13.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>お誕生日おめでとう! (Happy birthday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd birthday baby!&lt;br /&gt;Again, another year passes and I'm still here, celebrating it with you. I hope you've had a great birthday so far, and that you'll like your presents!&lt;br /&gt;Love you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Happy birthday to Evonne [Darling's sis] too! Her birthday's on the same day as Darling's :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8591865441193033015?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8591865441193033015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8591865441193033015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday.html' title='お誕生日おめでとう! (Happy birthday)'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8599781211643874798</id><published>2009-03-23T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:56:18.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling on the bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day: I'm making birthday cards today for all the March and April people..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "good friend" has paid me a visit. I feel giddy, tired, horrible and disgusted. (Hate how my face becomes when my "good friend" is here.)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like rolling around on my bed. (Darling would know I always do that. The rolling thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0030-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and I went to watch '&lt;a href="http://www.mybloodyvalentinein3d.com/"&gt;My Bloody Valentine 3D&lt;/a&gt;' last Saturday. Really bloody indeed.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who sat beside me (Eh, not refering to Darling, a random stranger) seemed more scared than I was. He was like, "Omigosh"-ing throughout the whole movie.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be my first, and my last M18 movie. No more blood and gory scenes please.&lt;br /&gt;I had a nightmare about gas masks that night. (Darling of course you didn't know, you were sleeping like a pig.)&lt;br /&gt;(However, I liked Jensen Ackles, he's cute. One of the leads of &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/supernatural"&gt;Supernatural&lt;/a&gt;. [Haha I'm so totally random.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0032-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done this for a long time, have we Darling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was breakfast with the besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0037-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left to Hui's house after that and watched random movies and ate alot. In Hui's house there's never a shortage of food. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0040-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever fidget-y Yuki who will give you her puppy eyes look ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought the color looks nice. The grapes. I liked how the border lined the green flesh. Haha, so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0023-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0016-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm off to roll on my bed now. (Darling still hasn't told me his plans for this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what we are doing, if we're going to his sister's party, or are we just rolling on our bed at home.)&lt;br /&gt;(Though I've already bought presents for her anyway. Just not sure if it'll arrive on time.... -.-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8599781211643874798?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8599781211643874798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8599781211643874798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/rolling-on-bed.html' title='Rolling on the bed.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7427717100905975917</id><published>2009-03-19T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:39:12.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HTML is driving me nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is today's random picture. My breakfast. I know I've been having fruits for breakfast lately. But they're good. Tasty. Nutritious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's buys. The Cancer book's accurate in some parts, but the everyday forecast part is kinda rubbish LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um dear, aren't they supposed to take the shoe hanger back you paid for them? I don't think you're supposed to bring it back home...&lt;br /&gt;Darling: Since they give it to us, it means they want us to have it for free &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Darling's present. Which I spent half an hour at the _____ at ____ choosing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; many people gave me weird looks ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0020-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0023-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0022-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite potatoe chips. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/T303_see_the_product_large_2.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/T303_see_the_product_large_5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to change phones since like forever. I like T303's design (It is awesome cos it can be used as a mirror. [I sound so bimbotic. Whatever] and it's hot pink!)&lt;br /&gt;The memory's only 8mb though ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/R306_see_the_product_large_2.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/R306_see_the_product_large_1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R306's awesome because it's a flip phone. I loveeeee flip-phones. It just feels cool using them. No idea why. This one's memory's 5mb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/W900i_frontandside_image_black.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current phone. (Fine, not current. Since I've not been using it since it's battery died.)&lt;br /&gt;It's memory? 470mb. And it's a 3G phone. (I know, wins the other 2 hands down. The other 2's memory added together doesn't even add up to 20mb LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a post full of rambling. (lol) Need to rest my eyes. Too much html for 5 hours my eyes are becoming (x_x)&lt;br /&gt;(All thanks to &lt;a href="http://sec0nds.blogspot.com/"&gt;this new blogskin&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; think guys are jerks. Why is it that you can't live with them, can't live without them? Gee.)&lt;br /&gt;(Breakfast this Sunday with the besties, what are our plans after breakfast?)&lt;br /&gt;(And finally, finally finally finally I will be meeting my four Otaku friendsxz next next Monday. Like after how many months!? [Um, with the exception for Greg] I hope we have fun! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7427717100905975917?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7427717100905975917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7427717100905975917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/html-is-driving-me-nuts.html' title='HTML is driving me nuts'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5441082703393832362</id><published>2009-03-15T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:23:05.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhealthy food is always tastier</title><content type='html'>IT fair yesterday: Horrible crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step into Suntec: People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0006-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd floor? People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0007-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more people. What the!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag was filled with junk papers. The day ended horribly, with a &lt;s&gt;fucking stupid&lt;/s&gt; fight. It was so stupid I don't know why it even happened in the first place. And I insist (Up till now) that it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so not&lt;/span&gt; my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch before the &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; fight occurred. It was a &lt;s&gt;fattening, unhealthy, but&lt;/s&gt; good meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0004-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Salmon and Mushroom Baked Rice; he had Pineapple Seafood Baked Rice which was wasted cos he didn't appreciate the mussels. (He thought it was too chewy and soft and disgusting. As did I. Not a fan of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another unhealthy meal &lt;s&gt;after the stupid fight&lt;/s&gt;. I have extreme loves for Takoyaki, everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;s&gt;fattening, and my&lt;/s&gt; favourite thing. (Would you look at the fish flakes and mayonise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0015-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to add is another unhealthy cheeeeeese fries. Cheese is unhealthy. AND fattening. (And not like I care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0024-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0024-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is Sunday, where we randomly decide to make a dumpling feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0025-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel is deep-frying the dumplings while me and Hui stand far away (Yes, we're cowards like that HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had deep-friend dumplings, soup based ones, and Mom's curry. (Mom's curry is the best, I swear. So were the dumplings though. Hm)&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;s&gt;fattening but&lt;/s&gt; FULL meal. (We ate at around 4plus, and now while I'm typing this, I'm still feeling the FULLness of it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate our very filling lunch/ tea/ early dinner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/shiseido_blackheadmask.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0029copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how many masks we used? Just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;(Fine I know it doesn't cover my entire face, only my nose, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;(This is supposed to be a formal shot, hence the grouchy faces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0030copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sworn to censor the photo or die. (Just kidding HAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I say, fattening unhealthy food is always the best.&lt;br /&gt;(Ugh Mom is being awfully irritating about her stupid show zzzz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5441082703393832362?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5441082703393832362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5441082703393832362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/unhealthy-food-is-always-tastier.html' title='Unhealthy food is always tastier'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7393959639959043820</id><published>2009-03-11T10:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:30:49.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>讨厌的/ Hate(s)/ 嫌い</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who don't read properly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who expect me to do their bidding &lt;s&gt;just cos they're paying.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who think customers are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; right. Customers &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may be&lt;/span&gt; always right, but they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aren't &lt;/span&gt;always right. Get it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I'm super keen but I have no cash at the moment (Add typical sad face icon), would you please give me a ____ discount? (Add puppy eyes icon)" (I'm sure for that ridiculous discount that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;refuse&lt;/span&gt; to give you, you can buy a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;decent meal&lt;/span&gt; outside.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having to go to the doctor's again this week cos the stupid cream he gave (which is only the size of my little finger) is not healing me. This time I'm going to a female doctor.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That &lt;/span&gt;male one gives me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How I'm supposed to be saving but end up spending more. (Why are trips to the doctor even so expensive nowadays!?) I'm not even shopping online as much as I was! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EIGHT&lt;/span&gt; parts of a video and when I'm about to press 'Play', Firefox suddenly hyperventilates and shuts down on me. "Firefox has shut down due to an unexpected error. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will try&lt;/span&gt; to restore your tabs.." (Will try!? I spent hours loading that 8 parts!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starting the day off with such baddd events. Don't tell me I got off the wrong side of bed because the other side of my bed faces the wall so I only have one side to get off to. Alright!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No, I'm sure this is not PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the random picture of the day. My breakfast. Today. Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7393959639959043820?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7393959639959043820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7393959639959043820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/hates.html' title='讨厌的/ Hate(s)/ 嫌い'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-6976323346812299644</id><published>2009-03-10T12:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:27:40.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The missing rib</title><content type='html'>A girl in love asked her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Tell me, who do you love most in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: You, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, so during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back&lt;/span&gt;. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years went by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0015-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was one day you would suddenly die, what is it that you would regret not having done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thejoymovie.com/"&gt;http://www.thejoymovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-6976323346812299644?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6976323346812299644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/6976323346812299644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/missing-rib.html' title='The missing rib'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3041098510729684915</id><published>2009-03-05T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:15:53.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging in point form</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/march3rd50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day: Bento for Darling! It's just bread and sausages wrapped in eggggggg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/march3rd21.jpg" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did mention you'll be seeing alot of pictures of the skies. This one's my wallpaper now :)&lt;br /&gt;(Original size &lt;a href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/march3rd21.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/march3rd19.jpg" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Original size &lt;a href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/march3rd19.jpg%22" width="640"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/march3rd38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/march3rd37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know my hair is messy. The person who cut my hair cut my fringe in a weird manner. ._.) So in a week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a damn damnnnnn weird dream. With the weirdest person ever. Doing something I would never dream of with HIM. I hope I never meet him again. I won't know how to face him. (Bangs wall)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doctor's on Monday. Weird doctor who kept rolling his eyes when he thinks. And whenever he does that you can see his eye whites. Gross. Says I have bad nutrition. WTF. Out of all the things I can have I have bad nutrition. WTFFFF!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My contact lens cleaning machine is dying on me :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xiaozhuuuuuu is coming this Friday and I'm not sure if I'm going. (Should I at least go to send him off or something? *Ponders)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darling's birthday is coming and I'm going broke buying his present ._.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe I should blog like this next time onwards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And because even though we've distanced, I still miss you. Now, or in the future, you'll always, always be my dearest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3041098510729684915?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3041098510729684915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3041098510729684915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging-in-point-form.html' title='Blogging in point form'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/th_march3rd50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-2522287768534443017</id><published>2009-02-25T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:53:13.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/feb24th20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day: Here's cactus number 3 who's just arrived last Sat. (Yup, no thorns. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/feb24th4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a gloomy day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/feb2323-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to take in the laundry. Ah, what a random update this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/feb24th9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what this is for? You'll know in a couple of months.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/feb24th5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/feb24th6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just read that &lt;a href="http://tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,193975,00.html?"&gt;paying for goods over the MRT fare gate will get you a fine&lt;/a&gt;. $2000 fine! &lt;s&gt;(Wtf)&lt;/s&gt; How ridiculous is that?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's really a 'FINE' country ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-2522287768534443017?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2522287768534443017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2522287768534443017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/gloomy-day.html' title='Gloomy day'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_feb24th20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5289738497317526628</id><published>2009-02-24T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:49:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post-vday post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day: Random sign Darling took when at his friend's chalet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just found out something yesterday. It's making me feel. Quite Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/__postsecret/10797001.html"&gt;The truth I knew&lt;/a&gt; a long time back, it's not what I know.&lt;br /&gt;(Not knowing how to put it in words, I just feel - Guilty? Wrong? ____?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Vday, guess where we went? I've wanted to come to this place since a long, long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitsingapore.com/publish/stbportal/en/home/what_to_see/animal_kingdom/butterfly_park___insect0.html"&gt;Butterfly Park and Insect Kingdom&lt;/a&gt; (I know, not the usual place you'll go for a date, but anyhow I've not been there for years!&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went I was barely 10. [And now I'm 20. Gee.] But I didn't regret coming :)&lt;br /&gt;(Those are real specimens, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you first step it, it's alot of butterfly and insect specimens. It was almost empty when we went in, guess no one else is interested in this kinda stuff anymore. Kind of a pity, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're going to the Outdoor park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was feeding time when we got outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were parrots too (And also some birds flying around. Have to careful incase they fly by and their droppings land on you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite scared, initially cos they (butterflies) were all flying around but Darling seem to be very keen on the butterflies landing on his hand ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing this guy. Darling witnessed him climbing onto a tree and then falling down ._.&lt;br /&gt;(At this time I already ran into the safety of the shelter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random lizards and turtles on the way in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first when we were here, Darling was still wondering whether the scorpion was real or not cos it wasn't moving at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then this staff opened the cage and took it out ._. (This one's only 5 months and it's so big....)&lt;br /&gt;He told us alot of things, he says actually you can touch scorpions' tails and you'll be fine, just don't let what inside their sting get into your blood. Stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Can tell he's had alot of experience. He also talked about the possibility of the park being torn down because not many people are keen on musuems like these, and how insects breed. He was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0091-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, these big cockroaches are the real 'Singapore' cockroaches, they live on fruits and do not smell (To prove the point, he sniffed the cage ._.)&lt;br /&gt;He said, the cockroaches that we see mostly are brought from other cargos from other countries back in the olden days ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0106-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to Darling's hand, it's still huge ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wings are see-through, so pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0114-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0116-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0131-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not upside down, it was like this when we saw it ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyride next! It was both Darling and my first time :)&lt;br /&gt;(Pictures all taken by Darling, I was busy holding on to the safety bar hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0137-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0139-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First ride was scary, way back was much better. (Pity we didn't get that photo...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling bought me a multicolor lightstick before going to our next destination! (Nope, no flowers. I actually think sometimes Vday's abit overrated sometimes. Why must it be that you HAVE to have flowers on Vday?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you only have to go for fancy dinners or whatever only on Vday? It just feels so commercialized.&lt;br /&gt;No flowers doesn't mean the guy doesn't love you any lesser, flowers are just a symbolic gesture.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how couples ccan argue about this (I'm talking about this cos I've heard couples fight on Vday itself. Kinda meaningless I think. Why quarrel over such a stupid thing?&lt;br /&gt;Are flowers actually worth more than your relationship?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(Anyhow you can see those who dress up [Think teens in suit/tie ensemble, formal wear] and you know they are the couples who just got together ahem)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0151-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid shuttle bus took a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/mb1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pub.gov.sg/Marina"&gt;Marina Barrage&lt;/a&gt;. So crowded ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/mb2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0254-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0266-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we were so tired ._. But it was fun, even with the mud on my shoes hahah&lt;br /&gt;(On a random note, I think it was the best Vday ever, because we did not even quarrel once that day. It was nice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next Monday, went out with Greg! First time going out with him alone, ever (Though we've known each other for what, 7 years?! Hahah)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Greg, for going about the whole day with me!&lt;br /&gt;If there was something I've realized about Greg that day, it was that his girlfriend-to-be will surely be very fortunate and happy, cos Greg's a very thoughtful guy. :)&lt;br /&gt;Find a girlfriend soon Greggggg! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0278.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0306-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0312-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theme of the day was STARry eyed. Hahah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my shoelaces were stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random) My new zipper bracelets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0035-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And another random picture. Fish's body has the shape of a human face. That's disgusting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Darling mentioned I usually blog my posts too late, so I'll try to blog earlier from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, let's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiayou&lt;/span&gt; towards Nov! Gogogo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5289738497317526628?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5289738497317526628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5289738497317526628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-vday-post.html' title='A post-vday post'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4243490884573633050</id><published>2009-02-17T14:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:27:09.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/ZiPiNG-0215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture: Took this from Darling's folder, he took it on his trip to Taiwan last year. Think it was at the Taiwan airport.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup, a continuation of the CNY series, this is the final Part 2. Me and Darling headed to &lt;a href="http://www.sentosa.com.sg/sentosaflowers/"&gt;Sentosa Flowers&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Although we went on a weekday, it was crowded with ALOT of people.&lt;br /&gt;(Mainly people from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;ahem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it's name suggests, it's sorta like a festival with all sorts of flowers. This year's one was really long (distance-wise) and was cut into 2 locations, on Palawan Beach and Imbiah on Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furry flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls of flower (Should have cropped off that auntie at the side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Darling this one kinda looks like an Ox. Fits the Ox year, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand was not long enough to push aside the leaf, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Darling: It's okay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. Just pretend the ox is munching the leaf, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me happily snapping photos at every juncture. Even when Darling's taking out batteries. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was sunny, we had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling doesn't want to take pictures :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently I didn't care. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchids. After this picture was taken the mist abruptly stopped. Darling's lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard that at the end of the rainbow there's always a pot of gold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random dragon spewing water and smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0309.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling's doing it on purpose. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the swan's made of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally speaking, it means, 'I hope the people I care for will always be healthy and happy.'&lt;br /&gt;I hope the same for the people I love, too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent $4 on blueberry icecream cones which didn't really taste like blueberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we head to Palawan Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there were alot of other hugeee sculptures I didn't upload up here. If you wanna see, you can head to the &lt;a href="http://www.sentosa.com.sg/sentosaflowers/"&gt;Sentosa Flowers website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being abit tired, we headed to the Tiger Sky Tower! (I think it was called the Carlsberg Tower initially?)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to the Butterfly Park and Insect Museum, but it was closed for the day T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes up to 50 storeys high I think. Darling took all the pictures, I was trying to sit still and not visualise the whole thing plummeting down to Earth and blood flying everywhere. Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Darling, for going about with me the whole day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, Darling tried to buy a packet of skittles which cost $2 and it got stuck in the machine.&lt;br /&gt;We had to spend another $2 to buy another packet to save the initially stuck packet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that Saturday, had steamboat at Hui's house with some other secondary schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0022-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember who took these pictures. Definately not me. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I think Joel took this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Joel obsessed with Hui's dog, Yuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/output.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gambled and I watched. (Or rather watched halfway and started playing with the PSP)&lt;br /&gt;And this abruptly marks the end of the CNY series for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And yes, I had fun on Valentine's day, thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I had mud on my shoes, it was a hell load of fun and I would do it with Darling all. Over. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Darling, for giving me a great Valentine's. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I'm kinda happy Darling didn't get me a DS Lite, cos I now want the DSi.&lt;br /&gt;It's absolute coolness! 2 cameras = more camwhore opportunites!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4243490884573633050?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4243490884573633050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4243490884573633050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-2.html' title='CNY 2'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_ZiPiNG-0215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7159005530724292382</id><published>2009-02-12T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:05:03.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0018-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaky hands, I know. Moon has been full for the last 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm at it, some night scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/i7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/i2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/i4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/i7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just doesn't want to show his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/IMG_0243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a preview of the next post. Enjoy Valentine's day coming this weekend. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7159005530724292382?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7159005530724292382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7159005530724292382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/into-night.html' title='Into the night'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h32/pingg7/mol7/th_IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-4525946338059677136</id><published>2009-02-10T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:01:00.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day: Domokun says hi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tang yuan&lt;/span&gt; again yesterday. Last day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday's moon was exceptionally bright and round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grey tank's Darling's. Love wearing his oversized clothes at home :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: What do you wanna eat for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Thinking) Ah I know! I wanna eat cup noodles!&lt;br /&gt;Mom: .... (Imagine silently fuming face) Don't eat cup noodles, lah! I'll buy lunch for you!&lt;br /&gt;Me: But I wanna eat cup noodles..&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (Fuming) I'll go home and cook fried rice for you. (Hangs up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to eat cup noodles.. T^T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-4525946338059677136?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4525946338059677136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/4525946338059677136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/full-moon.html' title='Full Moon'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8028737676348802230</id><published>2009-02-09T12:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:12:09.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 1</title><content type='html'>I dreamt of her last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a happy, happy scenario.&lt;br /&gt;Me, her, and our friends. We had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;New year's eve: 25th January&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and me scrambled to buy new year goodies on a last minute basis.&lt;br /&gt;We spent the whole day going about, squeezing through crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, 万事如意, which literally translates to a 10000 things going the way you wish, meaning all the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年年有余, meaning may you have more than what you need every year. The word 余 and 鱼 sound similar in chinese, and 余 kinda means leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Yishun first, and Darling's dad took us for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling's dad seemed to like this alot. He ordered 3 plates of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret ordering this ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling's little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Darling's Grandma's house after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Darling took random photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate it when the pictures are so blur when they get resized! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to my cousin's house for reunion dinner after that. They told us to finish everything on the table cos we were the last to eat -.-&lt;br /&gt;(Cos we were late cos we got lost. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't take my picture, lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom very focused on the TV show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert after which we left (again) to Darling's Grandma's house. (At this point of time I was just tired from scrambling around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there only to be greeted by the lil sister's crying face. :x&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Darling's father was going to bring us all to Chinatown, but he changed his mind so she started crying about how she wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling bought his sister's toys home to play. (Still the kid at heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lunar New Year Day 1: 25th January&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am and stared at the room. "How did we live through such a mess?!" (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma said the fertilisers I bought helped blossomed pretty flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 11am, everyone arrived and helped with the ingredients for &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yusheng"&gt;Yu Sheng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't like the taste of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yu Sheng&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing to take family photo! Yayyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First shot: Fail! Some people's faces cannot be seen. (Maybe it was my big hair that blocked everyone. HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do have big hair.&lt;br /&gt;(On a random note, I printed this photo for Grandma and my mom said the others kinda complained that why is it that I couldn't print more copies for everyone?&lt;br /&gt;I've already sent the photos to everyone (Cousins, check emails please) so if you want it get your children to print it.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's old and even if she wanted these photos she wouldn't know how to go print them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad in a very weird pose hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma when she was waaaaay younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and her grandchildren (We're missing a Mr Junwei who went off early :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt(s), me, Shimin, and Mom (On a random note: 5 people sitting on a 3 seater sofa. How cool is that? Hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have matching specs now! Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommmmmy! (Not ready for the photo, obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My small aunt was bald :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet Darling after that, Shimin's dad drove me to Yishun (Thanks T^T)&lt;br /&gt;And we headed to all (Eh, I won't know if it's all or just afew.. But whatever, lah.) his relatives' houses.&lt;br /&gt;We ate steamboat (again) in most of them (Ugh, no more steamboat in the near future please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing part about this photo is Darling taking a picture (using flash) and they did not even notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Darling's Grandma's house after that, we loitered around till dinner.&lt;br /&gt;(The house looks empty, but actually all the people were at the other side of the photo -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next would be Sentosa Flowers! Valentine's Day's coming, have you planned yours yet? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8028737676348802230?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8028737676348802230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8028737676348802230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-part-i.html' title='CNY 1'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-1187676336060887433</id><published>2009-02-04T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:54:44.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total nerd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup it has 2 different sides. One plain black, the other kinda like tortoise shell-patterned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit oversized, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake for the birthday woman yesterday. I love my mom, she's the best one anyone could have. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(Cause things will never be the same)&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(You make me think I need to walk away)&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say goodbye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0VlWHD/video/8N4XyZl6/simple_plan_simple_plan_time_say_goodbye_music_video/"&gt;Simple plan- Time to say goodbye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-1187676336060887433?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1187676336060887433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/1187676336060887433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/total-nerd.html' title='Total nerd.'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_IMG_0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3047791235090529077</id><published>2009-02-02T13:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:50:15.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left 4 dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/left-4-dead.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Hi to my new obsession. (&lt;a href="http://www.l4d.com/"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/lefr4dead1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it took days of downloading and sometimes lags so bad, it's damn fun shooting zombies' arms and heads off. (Headshots are awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Though Darling says I'm an absolute retard cos I always forget to reload&lt;br /&gt;and don't notice the hunter zombies and I get freaked by random zombies popping out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;and I'm kinda slow with the controls..&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay! Cos Darling &lt;s&gt;found a infinite ammo cheat&lt;/s&gt; will guide me along the way :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/L4D01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to kill zombies and shoot their heads off. (Literally. How cool is that?! Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/pcgde-house-party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the horde of zombies! Throw a pipe bomb and they'll run after it, and when it explodes, the blood splatters to the wall. (Darling: Why are they all so retarded, running after a bomb?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/lefr4dead2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why Darling named the character Emotionally, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;What matters is, I killed 209 zombies! ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/IMG_0035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got bunny ears! Hahah~ Last game of L4D before I get my new geeeeeeky specs today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Birthday mentions, today's Shimin's birthday! Otanjoubi ommedetto my dear jieee! Loveees!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Anddddd tomorrow's Mommy's birthday! Mommyyyyyyy happy birthday! I love you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3047791235090529077?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3047791235090529077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3047791235090529077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/l4d.html' title='Left 4 dead'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/mol2/th_left-4-dead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-815891675029578163</id><published>2009-01-21T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:07:09.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My babyyyyyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/Loved0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say 'Hi' to my new baby. This baby was bought by my baby for his baby. (Aka me &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/13.gif" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had the besttttttttt week!&lt;/span&gt; Last friday, I got the camera from baby,&lt;br /&gt;and here are some test shots. I'm in love &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/150faa4c05906c05a2c1eae6ab8ef42d.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With the camera, AND my baby. Thanks Darling! You're the besttttt! &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/thbullet.gif" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor looks ridiculously shiny here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the truth, actually there were only these 7 pieces left. LOL &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583061gok2ctthn5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zoomed in version is much, much prettier. I swear! &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/573eb72b5a3ff3e3de3405165e57d8a9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Darling's kinda sensitive to this? He kept sneezing when he got home.&lt;br /&gt;But he was the one who bought it &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/thshrug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would have noticed, I like taking pictures of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna see alot of that in the future's post. A-l-o-t. &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be clearer but my hand is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, it was breakfast-turned-brunch with besties, (Ahem because someone was late ahem &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/21.gif" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;we finally headed to Ikea/ Giant! Anyway, pictures aren't in sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to a conclusion that eating chicken wings in public was a very unglam thing to do. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend saw this (left) picture and thought we were in a shoe store ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Joel, spotlight. (And this abruptly ends our Ikea/ Giant pictures.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my Feb's issue of VIVI last week! Thanks ar SY, for going with me &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583066ibnzvp6eug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00142-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I received my 5th (Or 6th?) Nuffnang cheque! (Which I'm gonna use for my new specs! Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD, I'm heading to Sentosa on Saturday with Darling! We're going to this &lt;a href="http://www.sentosa.com.sg/sentosaflowers/"&gt;Sentosa Flowers&lt;/a&gt; thing that happens every year.&lt;br /&gt;We missed out on last year's one, so this is going to be our first one! &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583062gh04uiyvwb.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, fell in love with reading again. Joel would say I'm just returning to my Sec-1 phase: Being a nerd. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I finished all 4 (And a half, including 'Midnight Sun') &lt;a href="http://www.twilightthemovie.com/"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt; books, and book 4 was awesomeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;(Though I didn't think the movie was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; good. I enjoyed it, anyway. You'll have to admit, Robert Pattinson was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; cute.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not quite used to the camera as you can see. My shots are all quite blurry. (._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/IMG_0419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this abruptly marks the end of the post. I really do need a haircut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-815891675029578163?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/815891675029578163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/815891675029578163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-babyyyyyyy.html' title='My babyyyyyyy!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/th_Loved0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-3462112328976440543</id><published>2009-01-15T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:02:19.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally feeling TGIF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00313-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random picture of the day! The tee says; "HUG me". Yes Darling, I'll hug you anyday :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I'm so excited excited excited!&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this since forever!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow you will know what's happening!&lt;br /&gt;(Or maybe Saturday. Or Sunday. Or next week. HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are some random pictures.. (Cos I'm random like that. Well my friends are random too. That's why I'm random. And rambling. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And yes my dearies, Ikea/ Giant this Sunday? Hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to cut my fringe the day before and cos I wasn't wearing my glasses the first snip was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;The first thought that ran through my mind was "Oh f." (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I managed to save things and now I look decent. (At least I think I look decent?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00152-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00158-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my hand was in a weird position cos the bus was actually coming and I wanted to finish taking this shot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I post this before? Can't remember. But I like these 2 pictures anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00518-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to act funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00618.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm going to go prepare I'm going outtttttt to get my favourite VIVI!&lt;br /&gt;(And tomorrow csdnfusenke!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That was just some random excited typing.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-3462112328976440543?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3462112328976440543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/3462112328976440543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/totally-feeling-tgif.html' title='Totally feeling TGIF!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/th_DSC00313-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-50111784209199602</id><published>2009-01-09T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:03:02.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight! (Literally)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00063-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture of the day! I drew it like eons ago, now it reminds me of Patapon. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just suddenly realized how funny it is that me and my besties Joel and Hui,&lt;br /&gt;despite knowing each other for dunno-how-many-freaking-years (4? Or 5? Or was it 6? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;We actually don't have a decent picture of us 3 looking nice (Hui the ugly picture outside Giant doesn't count remove it remove it HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;AND, even though we don't meet very often we can still maintain our friendship. How poweful is that?!&lt;br /&gt;(Maybe, that's the power of true friendship. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On a random note, we haven't gone to Giant in a long time, together, hor my dears? Heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another random note, Darling and me had a fight today! And it literally turned into one. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;We ended in a tie! (*Flexes muscles) HAHAH! Never belittle a &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt; woman okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00025-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some random sushi picture. Just because I feel like eating it right now. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-50111784209199602?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/50111784209199602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/50111784209199602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/fight-literally.html' title='Fight! (Literally)'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/th_DSC00063-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-7211944507499086489</id><published>2009-01-07T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:37:42.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ 916 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00198-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been together for 1319040  minutes/ 21984  hours/ 916 days now.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we click together just so easily, is it because we are so different yet the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/pix9-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both have damn awkward poses when posing alone. &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/15.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/pix6-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're tired, we get very easily irritated and we often fume silently, cursing each other under our breaths. &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/21.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/Memories0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love disturbing each other especially when taking pictures.  (&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/15.gif" /&gt; @ this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00021-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love taking candid shots of each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00196-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has long fingers like I have, but mine are a tad chubbier than his.&lt;br /&gt;I eat less than he does but I'm fatter, he eats more than I do but he's thinner.&lt;br /&gt;We're both introverted people around strangers.&lt;br /&gt;I can withstand the cold, but not the heat, it's vice versa for him.&lt;br /&gt;He's not a fan of reading, unlike me (To him, wall of text = damage 9999 to his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list could go on and on, but I know during our future times together,&lt;br /&gt;we will discover more quirks about each other that we can laugh about when we're old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy 30th monthsary darling! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-7211944507499086489?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7211944507499086489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/7211944507499086489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/916-days.html' title='♥ 916 days'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/th_DSC00198-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-8115286697403417298</id><published>2009-01-06T10:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:18:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter solstice + Warehouse Sale (Loots!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00067-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today's random picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6 days to Toma's new drama: Voice! (Aha I'm so totally random)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry Joel! I didn't know the mints tasted so horrible. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks back, me and Darling headed to the Converse Warehouse Sales!&lt;br /&gt;(At first when we arrived we were like lost &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" /&gt; I found the way in the end! Watashi! Me! &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/05.jpg" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;It was quite crowded when we arrived, so we just walked around.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we spent 4 hours in that warehouse, to spend time waiting for Darling's dad to come &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/beb5e401545ef8812f28e1036b3c9405.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I swear our legs were almost breaking! Furthermore by 5 the crowd has swelled by so many times!&lt;br /&gt;We had to keep saying 'Excuse me, excuse me!' every 2 steps we took &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/18.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the sale had quite a wide range of things from Kappa, Everlast and Converse.&lt;br /&gt;Some prices went as low as $10~ &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/7ffc5d74ed033c0a1bb463124644d281.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00041-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage: $0. (Cos Darling's dad paid. LOL) &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/b1e6833fa4cbd8daf56269c684585828.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bags, 2 pairs of shoes, 2 tees, 2 socks, all under $150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/DSC00049-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was only $19.90, it's made of rain-boots like material &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/memorial4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom asked me to make tang yuan with her on the eve of 冬至 (Also known as Winter solstice)&lt;br /&gt;The whole floor was a mess LOL! (Mom made the mess! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/memorial12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mom added too much water. It was so watery the shape became flattened even after you moulded it &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583068bhnqcxyj21.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/output.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's uber hands! Hahah &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583066ibnzvp6eug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/memorial17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/memorial2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've to be getting ready now! Going to the National Skin Center later &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/smileys/583068bhnqcxyj21.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The rates look scary as seen from the webpage, lor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my new year resolution this year is not to be so tolerant of things.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I've kept inside, not telling anyone, endured for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;It's time things are said. (And I just wish I'll have the courage to tell her face to face. Would I?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-8115286697403417298?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8115286697403417298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/8115286697403417298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-solstice-warehouse-sale-loots.html' title='Winter solstice + Warehouse Sale (Loots!)'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/th_DSC00067-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-2772087610955076861</id><published>2009-01-02T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:53:14.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/memorial14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye age 19, hi age 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-2772087610955076861?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2772087610955076861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/2772087610955076861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/20-09.html' title='20-09'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u278/imlovedd/myonlyloves/th_memorial14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27248898.post-5302466848282759160</id><published>2008-12-30T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:23:18.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift exchange!</title><content type='html'>Actually I'm now in a rush so this post will be all text and no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be getting ready and waking Darling and everything BUT&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even sent out my postage and ate my breakfast and I need to be ready by 12&lt;br /&gt;I (Okay, make it boyf and me) need to meet cousins by 12 and I think we're gonna be late.&lt;br /&gt;%$#$%$^#$ (Random grumbling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'm so darn excited!&lt;br /&gt;First gift exchange ever with cousins at Grandma's house, it's gonna be SO fun!&lt;br /&gt;Okay got to go must stop procastinating! (On a random note, I think all 1989 peers are good at procastination. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way Hui &amp;amp; Joel my dears, I've got small gifts for you two! ♥)&lt;br /&gt;(Ah I wanna go watch Twilight and Yes Man! #@$@#%#)&lt;br /&gt;(Okay REALLY got to stop typing random stuff. Goodbye all!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27248898-5302466848282759160?l=myonlyloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5302466848282759160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27248898/posts/default/5302466848282759160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-exchange.html' title='Gift exchange!'/><author><name>Pingping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02307122237891236876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.tinypic.com/2vl49bm.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
