<?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-7142272428753267535</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:44:04.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's hot.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2583032500700932372</id><published>2008-07-24T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:52:14.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take th candy love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#009900;"&gt;Over at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohrougedoll.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OH, ROUGEDOLL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Catch me if you can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2583032500700932372?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2583032500700932372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2583032500700932372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-th-candy-love.html' title='Take th candy love.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3108316372665217897</id><published>2008-06-09T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:12:42.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matters to sort out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week :&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner nd catching ups with my girlf ltr this evening.&lt;br /&gt;- Favourite boy's POP this early wednesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;- Attending a wedding this Sunday at th church.&lt;br /&gt;- Tanning with Jaslyn nd Syy on one of th weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;- Gymming as nd when I like to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next week :&lt;br /&gt;- Proj meeting on early Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;- Gymming again some of th days.&lt;br /&gt;- Meet ups.&lt;br /&gt;- &amp;amp; Maybe more proj meetings as well ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3108316372665217897?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3108316372665217897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3108316372665217897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/matters-to-sort-out.html' title='Matters to sort out.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5768715758802917654</id><published>2008-06-08T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:14:20.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; then you make me melt again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;An extremely image-heavy-o-wordy update ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Term test week ended quickly. My habit of 'being late nd taking cabs' can never be rid of. Business Finance was hardcore shitzxzx, Business Statistics was alright, MBS was terrible, Sociology was annoying nd HRM was a bummer. But whatever, won't think too much about th results yet. It's 2 weeks of break for me, cheers !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My three other classmates nd I got for Janice a strawberry shortcake birthday cake for her 18th. It was supposed to be a surprise, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy65adyGEI/AAAAAAAAB1U/54XNEnXObZ8/s1600-h/DSC05694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209744364480370754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy65adyGEI/AAAAAAAAB1U/54XNEnXObZ8/s200/DSC05694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Snapshots with them, nd a sunflower for th girlfriend (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy657HN_EI/AAAAAAAAB1c/zPMr38ZOiEs/s1600-h/DSC056980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209744373244099650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy657HN_EI/AAAAAAAAB1c/zPMr38ZOiEs/s200/DSC056980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with Huiying, Xinying nd Soon Wee after th last ppr on Friday. We cabbed to town, but Xinying had to leave for work so it was only th three of us. Interesting talks, laughs nd walkabouts. FEP, DFS, Wisma nd Cine. Lunch over at Food Republic. Took prints with my pretty friend as well ! Will upload it when possible (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we left for Clark Quay in th evening. Central mall has many nice high-end restaurants nd food outlets. Huiying introduced us to this dessert shop, &lt;u&gt;GOBI&lt;/u&gt;. Disturbingly delightful please ! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvBf247-I/AAAAAAAAB0M/YeXWPkVE0XI/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209731309227274210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvBf247-I/AAAAAAAAB0M/YeXWPkVE0XI/s200/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvB7XiRMI/AAAAAAAAB0U/U7siW4xT5-U/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209731316611957954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvB7XiRMI/AAAAAAAAB0U/U7siW4xT5-U/s200/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvCbBL9SI/AAAAAAAAB0c/jMwRus973Uk/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209731325108155682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvCbBL9SI/AAAAAAAAB0c/jMwRus973Uk/s200/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She bought for us th '&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FANTASY&lt;/span&gt;' creations, so very prettyyyy. Great for tea time snack. It's exquisite taste is overwhelming with sweet goodness. Sounds like I'm over-reacting uh ? Well, try it nd you'll know why. You'd savour every bite of it (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJEu97rWI/AAAAAAAAB2s/3VenzA6t9hk/s1600-h/DSC05784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209759952125275490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJEu97rWI/AAAAAAAAB2s/3VenzA6t9hk/s200/DSC05784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thnks girl, for th sweet treat ! I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvC_65ogI/AAAAAAAAB0k/yjxWCALZvdA/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209731335013900802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvC_65ogI/AAAAAAAAB0k/yjxWCALZvdA/s200/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon Wee nd I decided to have a late dinner over at Chinatown. There's this nice caucasian guy who sells german sausages yanno ? Hahaha. Had to take th long bus ride home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvDMezDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/9CFUGUv_uNg/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209731338385689986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEyvDMezDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/9CFUGUv_uNg/s200/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saturday afternoon with my mum at Great World City. &lt;u&gt;Pepper Lunch&lt;/u&gt;, then caught &lt;strong&gt;Sex &amp;amp; th City&lt;/strong&gt;. Major time sneaking into th theatre because security was strict with M18, but srsly worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shuttle bus down to CK Tangs, hate th crowds. Fell for th pair of blue Martina Pink's, but it was new arrivals (exxxx). Accompanied my mum to find her stuff but to no avail, nd I went home with no purchases too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But aujhour-di certainly made up for it ! Morning call at 0800 from my favourite boy. I had to force myself out of bed. Breakfast came, McGriddles ain't that bad. I wouldn't mind having it every weekend !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy66GoPfAI/AAAAAAAAB1k/NEVt-kuiBog/s1600-h/DSC05782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209744376335399938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy66GoPfAI/AAAAAAAAB1k/NEVt-kuiBog/s200/DSC05782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; so we went out on a date like how we used to. Cabbed over to town, got me th floral dress I've been eyeing on, as well as a black high-waist shorts :D Awesomezxzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3dfitvHI/AAAAAAAAB08/PV3oqCL63BU/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740586272013426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3dfitvHI/AAAAAAAAB08/PV3oqCL63BU/s200/DSC00544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE7k4UsCI/AAAAAAAAB1s/BWmq_t2Tigc/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209755396752060450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE7k4UsCI/AAAAAAAAB1s/BWmq_t2Tigc/s200/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3dIZK_CI/AAAAAAAAB00/0c5-AIlZWas/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740580057971746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3dIZK_CI/AAAAAAAAB00/0c5-AIlZWas/s200/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cabbed again to Raffles Place, nd he brought me to &lt;u&gt;Shokudo&lt;/u&gt;'s for late lunch. It's like &lt;u&gt;Marche&lt;/u&gt;, but japanese style. Great food nd service, makes a good impression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE78QvGiI/AAAAAAAAB10/0msuseJH5FU/s1600-h/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209755403028470306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE78QvGiI/AAAAAAAAB10/0msuseJH5FU/s200/DSC00522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE8ZdfDwI/AAAAAAAAB18/prLtA4dREf4/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209755410866573058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE8ZdfDwI/AAAAAAAAB18/prLtA4dREf4/s200/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE8h29nwI/AAAAAAAAB2E/V53XJvf8Eow/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209755413120917250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE8h29nwI/AAAAAAAAB2E/V53XJvf8Eow/s200/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE9AT062I/AAAAAAAAB2M/MblrTPPlzNc/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209755421295045474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzE9AT062I/AAAAAAAAB2M/MblrTPPlzNc/s200/DSC00524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJDivORfI/AAAAAAAAB2U/3LYejaL5IP8/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209759931662484978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJDivORfI/AAAAAAAAB2U/3LYejaL5IP8/s200/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJDwnWErI/AAAAAAAAB2c/7Bqjsp20kkc/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209759935387538098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJDwnWErI/AAAAAAAAB2c/7Bqjsp20kkc/s200/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3diU0ntI/AAAAAAAAB1E/_jkyfHyQHsg/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740587019050706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3diU0ntI/AAAAAAAAB1E/_jkyfHyQHsg/s200/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3d0JzaUI/AAAAAAAAB1M/KFwVuB-RcpY/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740591804672322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy3d0JzaUI/AAAAAAAAB1M/KFwVuB-RcpY/s200/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJEfxAf6I/AAAAAAAAB2k/xuof58Bk3ao/s1600-h/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209759948044533666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEzJEfxAf6I/AAAAAAAAB2k/xuof58Bk3ao/s200/DSC00540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Waffle dessert with toppings of ice-creams is a must try there ! My boy likes it. See th pink drink there ? There's th bubble inside ! &amp;amp; also stopped by &lt;u&gt;Topman&lt;/u&gt; to get his tees (looks good) before rushing off in another cab back home. He had to get back to th campsite in th evening, while I was off for my famm dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad drove us over to th eatery, grandma's birthday today. Ordered many dishes of chinese food, nd of course Shark's Fin Soup ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'VE BEEN STUFFING MYSELF SO MUCH, DIET FROM TMR ONWARDS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5768715758802917654?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5768715758802917654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5768715758802917654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/then-you-make-me-melt-again.html' title='&amp; then you make me melt again.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEy65adyGEI/AAAAAAAAB1U/54XNEnXObZ8/s72-c/DSC05694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4719124162290789419</id><published>2008-06-08T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:31:22.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly shopping craves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I SAW A LEATHER BAG, I FELL FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I MIGHT SAVE UP FOR IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YELLOW NAIL POLISH FOR HAR-PEE MOMENTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WANT BRIGHT BELTS. LET'S GO NEON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO MANY PRETTY TOPS &amp;amp; DRESSES ! WOAHWOAHWOAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I LIKE THAT PAIR OF ONITSUKA TIGER SHOES ):&lt;br /&gt;NO MOOLAHS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MAYBE I SHOULD GET NEW LOAFERS FIRST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ON ANOTHER NOTE.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TH SUPERMARKET &amp;amp; TH VARIETIES OF JUNKFOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT A LIST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4719124162290789419?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4719124162290789419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4719124162290789419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/silly-shopping-craves.html' title='Silly shopping craves.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1977718482521115822</id><published>2008-06-07T09:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:02:55.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh la la.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Imma be out ltr in th afternoon with my mum. Do some shopping nd catch a movie (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEnrzAMLdyI/AAAAAAAABz8/cJDfGmKMgL4/s1600-h/sex%26thecity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208953705487628066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEnrzAMLdyI/AAAAAAAABz8/cJDfGmKMgL4/s320/sex%26thecity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1977718482521115822?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1977718482521115822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1977718482521115822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/ooh-la-la.html' title='Ooh la la.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEnrzAMLdyI/AAAAAAAABz8/cJDfGmKMgL4/s72-c/sex%26thecity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1380097005107513028</id><published>2008-06-06T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:55:04.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to meet up again soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, SYY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEn4GEJvkdI/AAAAAAAAB0E/atN4OWnIdNY/s1600-h/Photo+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208967227108200914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEn4GEJvkdI/AAAAAAAAB0E/atN4OWnIdNY/s320/Photo+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1380097005107513028?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1380097005107513028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1380097005107513028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/waiting-to-meet-up-again-soon.html' title='Waiting to meet up again soon.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEn4GEJvkdI/AAAAAAAAB0E/atN4OWnIdNY/s72-c/Photo+17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4086796523566128843</id><published>2008-06-05T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:37:08.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like a favourite ice-cream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No elaborations, it's you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We're holding on to smth nobody else shall know about (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4086796523566128843?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4086796523566128843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4086796523566128843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-like-favourite-ice-cream.html' title='It&apos;s like a favourite ice-cream.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4677902267488453437</id><published>2008-06-04T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:13:39.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe because I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not used to being by myself in th late afternoons, not knowing what to do, or who I can meet up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; when there's bucketful of tears in my eyes, I stop myself from crying because I've alr put on my best makeup nd I'll make sure I don't ruin it for th day. It would have been an awful sight. That's a good reason/excuse btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then again, I'm alr at home. Quiet house, nobody's back yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got cravings for food again. Idk what's wrong with me. So I guess I'll be out to th mall to do some shopping at th supermarket ltr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Update more when I've th mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4677902267488453437?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4677902267488453437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4677902267488453437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/maybe-because-i.html' title='Maybe because I.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2846966074146290914</id><published>2008-06-04T06:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:49:24.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For th sweet classmate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEZkiK6iPmI/AAAAAAAABzs/7qUOtswpF2I/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207960557308755554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEZkiK6iPmI/AAAAAAAABzs/7qUOtswpF2I/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2846966074146290914?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2846966074146290914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2846966074146290914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-th-sweet-classmate.html' title='For th sweet classmate.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEZkiK6iPmI/AAAAAAAABzs/7qUOtswpF2I/s72-c/DSC00454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3658947473331611185</id><published>2008-06-03T20:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:52:28.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch me at my weakest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nat's chill. Next's chill. Nat's chill. Next's chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Binging alot lately. I'm craving for maggi mee now. Peer pressure, academic stress. On th verge of giving up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEZljq6iPnI/AAAAAAAABz0/qESDE9vGfSE/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207961682590187122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEZljq6iPnI/AAAAAAAABz0/qESDE9vGfSE/s200/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I really love this pack of chips to th maximum. Bought it at th bookshop yesterday evening, you should try it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to th BSC room as well. They played different genres of music which was really interesting. Hahaha. There were Grease soundtracks nd Abba hits too. I never knew Afiq listens to old school nd disney songs. Little mermaid theme song in his ipod ? Super cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met into Geraldine nd Fai on th way back home. Anw, Fai's band is aweeeesome, check it out :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/9oclocksg"&gt;www.myspace.com/9oclocksg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did I mention that I got into my first choice elective ? :D Well, I certainly did. Marketing/Tourism &amp;amp; Leisure Business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JE SUIS CONTENTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a strange feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3658947473331611185?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3658947473331611185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3658947473331611185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/catch-me-at-my-weakest.html' title='Catch me at my weakest.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEZljq6iPnI/AAAAAAAABz0/qESDE9vGfSE/s72-c/DSC00446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6568487348887044643</id><published>2008-06-01T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:16:30.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to resist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy cooked herbal chicken nd black pepper beef for lunch today ! :D I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My initial plan was supposedly to get down to study mode in th late afternoon. But mum was distracting me most of th time, coming into th room to tell me about GSS or asking me randoms. I got depressed. Wahlau wahlau ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Immediate switch to shopping mood. Went for evening mass with her, bought some snacks from church for charity, nd walked over to Tamp mall's &lt;u&gt;MNG&lt;/u&gt; after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEN5HK6iPjI/AAAAAAAABzU/Idf1jhRSeIE/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207138758266338866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEN5HK6iPjI/AAAAAAAABzU/Idf1jhRSeIE/s200/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sales wasn't that appealing, I like th new arrivals ! I'm har-pee because she bought me th pretty polka-dotted top, a denim vest I've been eyeing on nd two basics spaghett.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So there you have it. Lol. A day out without books again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6568487348887044643?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6568487348887044643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6568487348887044643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/hard-to-resist.html' title='Hard to resist.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEN5HK6iPjI/AAAAAAAABzU/Idf1jhRSeIE/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6819686684550936396</id><published>2008-06-01T09:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T11:19:47.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock them out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday was nice because I had a date out for dinner at th japanese restaurant for buffet instead of gymming :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISHK6iPbI/AAAAAAAAByU/GTjDp_b6q4w/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744033591967154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISHK6iPbI/AAAAAAAAByU/GTjDp_b6q4w/s200/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISHq6iPcI/AAAAAAAAByc/NBymR5tJ8KE/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744042181901762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISHq6iPcI/AAAAAAAAByc/NBymR5tJ8KE/s200/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISHq6iPdI/AAAAAAAAByk/2qM6lQHKQiM/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744042181901778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISHq6iPdI/AAAAAAAAByk/2qM6lQHKQiM/s200/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISIK6iPeI/AAAAAAAABys/Z4nXC1Q_lNc/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744050771836386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISIK6iPeI/AAAAAAAABys/Z4nXC1Q_lNc/s200/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISIK6iPfI/AAAAAAAABy0/IKwUoUsPURM/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744050771836402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISIK6iPfI/AAAAAAAABy0/IKwUoUsPURM/s200/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEIT766iPgI/AAAAAAAABy8/YrN8pm1o-UA/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206746039341694466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEIT766iPgI/AAAAAAAABy8/YrN8pm1o-UA/s200/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I ate a tad too much more than I could handle. But I'm really contented with it. Haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My favourite boy got me my personal set of Stabilo's &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; pencils ! It's not as good as those Faber Castell's (idk they're somewhere at home don't really bother) but I still like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEIT866iPhI/AAAAAAAABzE/iZEZ6HZmnO4/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206746056521563666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEIT866iPhI/AAAAAAAABzE/iZEZ6HZmnO4/s200/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEIT866iPiI/AAAAAAAABzM/QXEBbt1G3RA/s1600-h/DSC004061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206746056521563682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEIT866iPiI/AAAAAAAABzM/QXEBbt1G3RA/s200/DSC004061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TYVM, you got me killing mr mundane (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 pprs this week. I have to get started today as it's never too late to try. At least read up th notes or smth. Reckon I'll be doing badly though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6819686684550936396?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6819686684550936396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6819686684550936396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/lock-them-out.html' title='Lock them out.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEISHK6iPbI/AAAAAAAAByU/GTjDp_b6q4w/s72-c/DSC00392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4179919291072779545</id><published>2008-06-01T08:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:27:02.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie lover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mystery Jets : Young Love (featuring Laura Marling).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qz-FoGp3p0s&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qz-FoGp3p0s&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4179919291072779545?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4179919291072779545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4179919291072779545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/06/indie-lover.html' title='Indie lover.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1085287095086365394</id><published>2008-05-30T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T17:05:06.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deliberately chasing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Classes ended slightly before time, went to submit th MC for Wednesday's. Natasha was selling bites from &lt;u&gt;Sugarloaf&lt;/u&gt; ! So I got myself th Roast Beef Sandwich (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met th others at BusinessPark, had our lunch nd al. Was supposed to do revision, but kept getting distracted most of th time. Soon Wee came as well, we went to walk about instead. Met into Amilia, Shahir, Guangming nd CK. Shahir's curry puff dropped because he was disturbed, nd many silly people kicked nd smashed it unintentionally. HAHAHA. So gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had pancakes with them, yes I would like to have extra honey maple syrup please. &amp;amp; I don't understand why is there a need to pay a few cents for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got a little too stressed up with everything. Went out of school to Bedok Reservoir for a short while. Afiq helped me to take this shot, nd I really really like it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUBK6iPWI/AAAAAAAABxs/YpNSb7vT8lw/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206464654559296866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUBK6iPWI/AAAAAAAABxs/YpNSb7vT8lw/s200/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a walk, take a puff, smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rushed off to Tamp mall to meet my favourite girl. Got back th mp3 nd lecture notes which I left with her th other day. We were indecisive about dinner, but settled at &lt;u&gt;Delifrance&lt;/u&gt; after some time. Shared th main course nd appetizer, not too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUBq6iPXI/AAAAAAAABx0/NbzUyv4gTt4/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206464663149231474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUBq6iPXI/AAAAAAAABx0/NbzUyv4gTt4/s200/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUCa6iPYI/AAAAAAAABx8/Q0Rma-_jgbg/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206464676034133378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUCa6iPYI/AAAAAAAABx8/Q0Rma-_jgbg/s200/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUCa6iPZI/AAAAAAAAByE/L19xUsD88Jc/s1600-h/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206464676034133394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUCa6iPZI/AAAAAAAAByE/L19xUsD88Jc/s200/DSC00368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUCq6iPaI/AAAAAAAAByM/Qv_9p69UdPk/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206464680329100706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUCq6iPaI/AAAAAAAAByM/Qv_9p69UdPk/s200/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saw Cindy nd her boyf at th road junction so we literally ran to her. Hahaha. Despite th location we were standing at, three girlies together can still get pretty high. We were noisily talking randoms like nobody's business. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Shir's friend, Joshua came to find us at &lt;u&gt;Macs&lt;/u&gt;. McFlurry's nd super crappy talks with her occasional "WOOS !".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm glad I had a lot of laughs to end off th week of school. I love you guys many many !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1085287095086365394?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1085287095086365394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1085287095086365394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/deliberately-chasing.html' title='Deliberately chasing.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEEUBK6iPWI/AAAAAAAABxs/YpNSb7vT8lw/s72-c/DSC00361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6233520314523686815</id><published>2008-05-29T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:22:16.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint me summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good evening, I'm your personal driver for today. Take a ride on my special service bus. Th arrival time to school is 'always late'. I think you should be able to get it (?) nd reject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEDtAq6iPTI/AAAAAAAABxU/1rkmKqidkPY/s1600-h/DSC054760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206421765015878962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEDtAq6iPTI/AAAAAAAABxU/1rkmKqidkPY/s200/DSC054760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, this is my boss, or as what he said. &amp;amp; no, I don't look like an air sterwardess. Not at al. I srsly look damn gross. But whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;French test was pretty tough, nd after that, th girls decided to crash our lecture again. Giuliano made us watch youtube stuff. French ahbengs are cooliozxzx please. HAHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to &lt;u&gt;Din Tai Fung&lt;/u&gt; for dinner with Huiying. We ordered our Xiao Long Baos, it's really nice ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEDtBa6iPVI/AAAAAAAABxk/R_V3iyfwbMM/s1600-h/DSC05481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206421777900780882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEDtBa6iPVI/AAAAAAAABxk/R_V3iyfwbMM/s200/DSC05481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then off to th supermarket to get our snacks. Imma get more another time. Look at my har-pee sack so far ! Spot th old school sweet there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEDtBK6iPUI/AAAAAAAABxc/tI_Z__czInU/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206421773605813570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEDtBK6iPUI/AAAAAAAABxc/tI_Z__czInU/s200/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps. XINYING, WE LOVE YOU !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6233520314523686815?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6233520314523686815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6233520314523686815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/paint-me-summer.html' title='Paint me summer.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SEDtAq6iPTI/AAAAAAAABxU/1rkmKqidkPY/s72-c/DSC054760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7363455979095650677</id><published>2008-05-28T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:55:17.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey sugar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY, BOON !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spinning headaches, didn't attend for th test. Tutor kept calling me, I wouldn't answer. Hahaha eeks please. Soooo, cabbed to school for proj meeting regarding our roleplay for th HRM presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;An hour of MBS, then to th doctor's for MC. Used a bus back to school for another revision lecture after thinking twice. Tamp mall in th evening, met into other SLs. Accompanied Roy to find his belt, but to no avail. Bought myself a black skirt at &lt;u&gt;G2000&lt;/u&gt; though. I hate spending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Presentation &amp;amp; French class test. I think tmr's gnna be fugly for me. Formal wear ? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay fine, I look awful everyday. Hahaha. Why oh why, school's like a fashion parade showcase. I'm so out of th scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sidetracking. HAVE YOU VOTED ? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For Roy, Nicholas Lee, Suffian, Weilun, May &amp;amp; Yanti. Please do so at SAA Building, Cyber Centre yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7363455979095650677?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7363455979095650677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7363455979095650677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-sugar.html' title='Hey sugar.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5636620077752758468</id><published>2008-05-28T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:10:49.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little smth in mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;No others could be better (;&lt;br /&gt;My secret sunshine ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5636620077752758468?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5636620077752758468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5636620077752758468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-smth-in-mind.html' title='A little smth in mind.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5315557692786781587</id><published>2008-05-27T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:31:57.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow it'll be then, sweets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch at BusinessPark with Huiying, Xinying, Soon Wee &amp;amp; Adam. I srsly love their company (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We stayed there till evening having talks nd al. Snacking on junkfood makes me high. I've got so much more to bring to school yo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sociology class test tmr morningggg. Dreadful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reminder to self : Snapshots file is messy. Closet is very messy. Must take note nd do smth about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5315557692786781587?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5315557692786781587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5315557692786781587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/tomorrow-itll-be-then-sweets.html' title='Tomorrow it&apos;ll be then, sweets.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2990916214356786930</id><published>2008-05-27T04:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:29:22.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught between lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm up early again. Falling back to bed after this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Skipped school again yesterday. But I still went back for lunch with Jason. Tell me I'm so outta my mind. ABSURD !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met into Cindy too. But girlf was busy with her proj so we cancelled plans. Caught up with Shir over at Tamp mall, we settled over at &lt;u&gt;Starbucks&lt;/u&gt;. Never realised that Venti was a little too much, but whatever. Everything was good. Java Chip, our talks, shopping, dinner, you get th drift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDwaXa6iPRI/AAAAAAAABxE/QnHqTixxCUE/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205064258997599506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDwaXa6iPRI/AAAAAAAABxE/QnHqTixxCUE/s200/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDwaZK6iPSI/AAAAAAAABxM/anwOA7vb4Pg/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205064289062370594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDwaZK6iPSI/AAAAAAAABxM/anwOA7vb4Pg/s200/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have Business Statistics class test ltrrrr. &amp;amp; I need to do my tutorial work as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warning letters are mailing in. My mum kept checking them idk why, but she certainly isn't pleased. I think I'd end up with non-graded passes for al of my modules. Fuck mannnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I really feel like breaking down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2990916214356786930?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2990916214356786930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2990916214356786930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/caught-between-lines.html' title='Caught between lines.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDwaXa6iPRI/AAAAAAAABxE/QnHqTixxCUE/s72-c/DSC00333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-212205660554698992</id><published>2008-05-26T00:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:19:48.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spray away, hide th mistakes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, WENJIE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDv8Kq6iPQI/AAAAAAAABwg/iypdDPkI8Gc/s1600-h/hellostranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205031054605434114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDv8Kq6iPQI/AAAAAAAABwg/iypdDPkI8Gc/s320/hellostranger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rushing through proj report, last minute changes etc. Submission due today, we're still on it. Stressss please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-212205660554698992?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/212205660554698992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/212205660554698992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/spray-away-hide-th-mistakes.html' title='Spray away, hide th mistakes.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SDv8Kq6iPQI/AAAAAAAABwg/iypdDPkI8Gc/s72-c/hellostranger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6730836892209912752</id><published>2008-05-24T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T04:42:29.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get over with it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"You're a part-time lover and a full-time friend."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6730836892209912752?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6730836892209912752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6730836892209912752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/get-over-with-it.html' title='Get over with it.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3172718312765317261</id><published>2008-05-24T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:25:06.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words that bite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th headaches got worse, so I went to th doctor's on Tuesday morning. Other than th MC, he prescribed for me 4 types of medicine. Like omg ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw. I still went back to school for French lecture in th evening with th others, presuming there was a mock test as what Mdm Bich said. But no, there wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th consecutive following days being late for classes nd taking cabs. HRM is such a rush, BOE is srsly a bore. Other students crashing into our Business Finance lecture, without thinking how squeezy th venue is. Janice nd I left during th break, had trouble sitting on th steps with a dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Facial appointment on Thursday afternoon, skipped French tutorial. Met up with Soon Wee nd Sammy back at school. Learnt some photoshopping skills from Huiying, I even got myself new fonts as well ! She was busy helping those BSC committees with their poster designs. Had our Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's ice-cream too. Walked over to th swimming complex at Engine School, then ate out with Adam after at Tamp's &lt;u&gt;Macs&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Banana nd pancakes for Friday's branch. Classes ended early so I went home to laze instead. Did a quick makeup nd off we go. Thnks to Soon Wee for th ride to Ikea ! We grabbed a bite, walked nd al before meeting th others at th cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dined with great company, so much laughters nd cam-whoring. Celebration for th two girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, VALERIE !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY, VIVIAN !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3172718312765317261?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3172718312765317261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3172718312765317261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/words-that-bite.html' title='Words that bite.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-108902867837555910</id><published>2008-05-18T10:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:32:49.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet appeal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOTSOME 18TH BIRTHDAY, BRYAN !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Har-pee Sunday morning. PANADOL WORKS. I'm getting better I think :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unlike CCN Day, which I srsly felt so &lt;em&gt;CHUI&lt;/em&gt;. Despite al that nd being late for classes again, th event was really enjoyable with such nice people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Business School was th most happening ! Hahaha. Th mango sorbet at Johan's booth was awesome, flowers in high demands at Jingyi's, nd so was th manicure session at Shi Kai's. But we didn't get to do our nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hard time finding &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELMO&lt;/span&gt; ! He was supposedly having a break, lol. Don't we al love polaroid shots ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw. Because th crowd was overwhelming, we settled at BusinessPark instead. Awkward stuff not to be elaborated, they should know why. Oh yes, girlf came down from TAS too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we were having silly talks nd laughing at ourselves playing with helium balloons. Gives me giddy spells though. Rarhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with Jason for a short while, before we headed back to th canteen to celebrate Suffian's birthday. He had a power ranger cake ! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY PRETTY 18TH BIRTHDAY, IAN !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SL appreciation dinner was not too bad, we were quite tired by then, legs aching nd al. Had to wait for th others so we took some random shots over at th mushroom area :D I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lepak with them at th coffeeshop opposite school. Downside ? Being th only girl there. Games like '2 Words' &amp;amp; 'Question' were hilarious. Owned Roy ! Hahaha. Cabbed back with Afiq nd Johan after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thnks for th prettyful &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rose&lt;/span&gt;, Huiying !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I hope you guys don't mind those weird &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;muffins&lt;/span&gt;. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-108902867837555910?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/108902867837555910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/108902867837555910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweet-appeal.html' title='Sweet appeal.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-334678495538110584</id><published>2008-05-17T11:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:07:48.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Little Miss Late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate how my head is spinning so much, it makes me uncomfortable. Th sneezings have yet to subside, neither has th drowsiness. I'm sick ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SC57XphIE1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/joe6kLdkF98/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201230265871504210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SC57XphIE1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/joe6kLdkF98/s200/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Random pass-bys. I question myself, why shun away ? Well, it's hard to explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; random thought. I've been wondering, why aren't we meeting up anymore ? It doesn't seem like th same as before. Th used-to-be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-334678495538110584?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/334678495538110584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/334678495538110584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/still-little-miss-late.html' title='Still Little Miss Late.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SC57XphIE1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/joe6kLdkF98/s72-c/DSC00270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4004676954128035949</id><published>2008-05-16T06:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:48:38.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for plan B.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH, CHERYL !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is anyone awake yet ? I've alr been up since 0437 in th morning nd I wish I could go back to sleep ! ): To no avail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On another note, I'm promoting for a few CCN booth stalls located in Business School ! Don't know which booths to patron at ? Text or call me, I'll be there ! Find Jingyi, Shi Kai, Guangming, Soon Wee, Roti Boy, Alvin &amp;amp; Johan as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Getting al excited for ltr, but I'm having a terrible bad flu now. It's causing me drowsiness nd fatigue. What a perfect timing I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay whatever it is, falsies nd eyeliner to th maximum ! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ps. I'd better make sure I get to class on time. Funny how I can get up wayyyy early, nd still miss my morning tutorial slots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sugar rush, sugar rush. Hot stuff :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4004676954128035949?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4004676954128035949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4004676954128035949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-for-plan-b.html' title='Time for plan B.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-9014550500876514148</id><published>2008-05-14T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:48:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making it through th rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had dinner at &lt;u&gt;Din Tai Fung&lt;/u&gt; last night with Lucinda ! Our Beef Slices w/ Ramen was pretty alright. We love th Xiao Long Baos, ordered ten of it ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw83ZhIExI/AAAAAAAABvw/j8oEcEvd7yk/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200598592146379538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw83ZhIExI/AAAAAAAABvw/j8oEcEvd7yk/s200/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw83phIEyI/AAAAAAAABv4/cD2DpYWKU0M/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200598596441346850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw83phIEyI/AAAAAAAABv4/cD2DpYWKU0M/s200/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw835hIEzI/AAAAAAAABwA/YJeB5ks4nF4/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200598600736314162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw835hIEzI/AAAAAAAABwA/YJeB5ks4nF4/s200/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw835hIE0I/AAAAAAAABwI/cofNhkS2qSw/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200598600736314178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw835hIE0I/AAAAAAAABwI/cofNhkS2qSw/s200/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two hours of talks, really enjoyed her company. It's nice how primary schoolmates can have so much to catch up with. &amp;amp; how catching up makes us reminise those days. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw. Two days before, I missed my repeated module for th third time. Th doctor hesitated on giving me an MC, but somehow I got hold of it. Did I mention, cabbing to school almost everyday or buying my notes is terrible ! I'm broke alr ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th weather's so cold this morning. Late for Sociology, but was rather hilarious because we had to do roleplay for (-coughs) &lt;em&gt;Manhunt&lt;/em&gt;. Lucinda, Malina nd I were supposed to be th 'supportive girlfriends' of th three guys. But it was srsly embarrassing, we just kept laughing instead ! Hahaha. Proj meeting with th girls, then lunch with Soon Wee at BusinessPark. Lecture after with Joshua (wong jie yang !) nd oh boy, I almost dozed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CCN Day this Friday. After classes I'm gnna be so free because we ain't got a booth. Lol. Supposed to patronise Shi Kai's nd Johan's stalls. There's SL appreciation dinner too. Let's meet up for some walkabout, dears !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-9014550500876514148?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/9014550500876514148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/9014550500876514148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/making-it-through-th-rain.html' title='Making it through th rain.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCw83ZhIExI/AAAAAAAABvw/j8oEcEvd7yk/s72-c/DSC00260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-268268002086741490</id><published>2008-05-14T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:49:45.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certain avoidance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never realised how I've noticed back then, but left it like that. Don't know why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;An inspiration : "I think change is a good thing. Although it may be terrifying to get out of your comfort zone, it's also very exciting to start a new chapter of your life." - Kate Couric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I'm still quite shy nd awkward with life, though changes might be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-268268002086741490?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/268268002086741490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/268268002086741490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/certain-avoidance.html' title='Certain avoidance.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6425947902191049654</id><published>2008-05-13T02:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T02:43:52.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In th quiet night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHA. Oh my goodness, I have yet to catch a wink. Need to get started with my Business Statistics tutorial for tmr morning before going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCiNxJhIEwI/AAAAAAAABvo/UOYThNmm1ZE/s1600-h/NATSODOPE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199561645307204354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCiNxJhIEwI/AAAAAAAABvo/UOYThNmm1ZE/s200/NATSODOPE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SOON WEE I LOVE YOUR CAP. ED HARDYYYY. Look's pretty nice, don't you think so ? Haha. I would love to have it too. But even so, doubt I'd wear it to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6425947902191049654?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6425947902191049654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6425947902191049654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-th-quiet-night.html' title='In th quiet night.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SCiNxJhIEwI/AAAAAAAABvo/UOYThNmm1ZE/s72-c/NATSODOPE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5411789357331016785</id><published>2008-05-12T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:33:02.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To melt like marshmellows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Note to self : I must stop skipping classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch with Jason at Design school. Proj meeting made me so confused. Janice helped me out. Tried to revise notes that I missed out on. Waited for hours because Cindy was still having her proj at TAS. Girlf's timetable clashes with mine, we only have Monday evenings to see each other. Met her at Tamp mall instead, had our talks nd al.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss those girls I used to be so close to. There isn't a need to say whom though. I'm like stopping in my tracks, not catching up with time. Friends ? It's alright, I'll be fine by myself I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But thnk you favourite girl, for letting me know you'll be there for me anytime (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5411789357331016785?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5411789357331016785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5411789357331016785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-melt-like-marshmellows.html' title='To melt like marshmellows.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-708138716304263914</id><published>2008-05-11T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:00:59.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th undeniable subj.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe I took th wrong steps ? I made a mess out of th situation. I really didn't mean to hurt, but I alr did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those tears fell so easily. No control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm srsly tired, physically nd emotionally. &amp;amp; still, idk what I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-708138716304263914?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/708138716304263914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/708138716304263914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/th-undeniable-subj.html' title='Th undeniable subj.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3416890264997484946</id><published>2008-05-11T13:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:28:10.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers' Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TO NIC &amp;amp; ROY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hectic weekend. Couldn't make it for Roy's birthday party. Class chalet was alright, we had bbq nd late night talks till 6-7am. Th cramps are killing me though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to school tomorrow. Effing don't know anything about Business Finance, no notes etc. Sheesh. I need some help badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leave me a text, won't you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3416890264997484946?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3416890264997484946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3416890264997484946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers&apos; Day.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7217500788971908340</id><published>2008-05-08T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:49:29.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut th heartbeat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still contemplating whether or not I should continue updating. What would you say ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, some of my friends have been asking me regarding th temporary locked blog. Here's a few reasons behind it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't really know who actually reads my stuff, or even bothers to. Anw. It's my personal life nd al, what's so interesting right ? Haha. Maybe because I've many awesome pictures ? Lollll. But that's so not true, you guys know it. Or is it because I'm always on foodhunt, nd th delicious treats are appealing to hungry people like you ! (: Or perhaps even because you want to see how or what Natalie's been up to. Is she okay ? Etc etc etc. Fyi, I'm still alright I suppose. Those people who dislike me must be fuming mad. They could be wishing I was dead or smth. It's not always that they get to see me in ugly situations. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes I'd get too tired nd lazy to update it. I'm no supergirl here ! My life's pretty mundane to a certain extent too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; lately, there's been alot on my mind. I have yet to bring myself to blog about it. I think I'd rather keep it inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7217500788971908340?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7217500788971908340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7217500788971908340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/shut-th-heartbeat.html' title='Shut th heartbeat.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5360734441383838458</id><published>2008-05-05T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:26:17.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No beauty from her facade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gotten to know a new hott friend this afternoon, he's really nice (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Random talks with friends on msn till late. Had my laughs, happy pills, then back to my solitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reality is so harsh, it's hitting me hard again nd again. So much of complicating frustrations. What. Is. Wrong. With. Me ? So many times I feel so helpless, nd I know nobody can pull me out of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's our 11th mth, my dear boy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See you after a week of training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5360734441383838458?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5360734441383838458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5360734441383838458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-beauty-from-her-facade.html' title='No beauty from her facade.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4547366389446629914</id><published>2008-05-03T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:29:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes idk where I'm turning to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've had enough, I've had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've held back my emotions inside. But at some point of time, I've got th urge to scream back at you. Because you've been nagging at me so often, I can't tolerate no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You kept repeating words that agitates me. Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why does everything seems so out of control now ? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4547366389446629914?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4547366389446629914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4547366389446629914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-idk-where-im-turning-to.html' title='Sometimes idk where I&apos;m turning to.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5889677446225517296</id><published>2008-05-02T18:59:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:35:46.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlie, you know what I'm saying !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have to get back on updating on a regular basis, it's getting a little mundane. Can't remember what I've been up to, so I'll just blog about stuff that I still have in mind. Did I mention, I've got another bag ! Thnks to girlf, lollll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVSaBmBOI/AAAAAAAABuY/20biRDBGDa0/s1600-h/DSC05245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195770001069835490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVSaBmBOI/AAAAAAAABuY/20biRDBGDa0/s200/DSC05245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch at BistroWalk with classmates on Monday. A first try, not too bad. Had their Bacon nd Mushroom Pasta nd shared th Waffle Ice-cream with a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_6BmBVI/AAAAAAAABvQ/p3iQJgNchWw/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195786175916672338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_6BmBVI/AAAAAAAABvQ/p3iQJgNchWw/s200/DSC00208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_6BmBUI/AAAAAAAABvI/2SQtb4kD0lo/s1600-h/DSC00209+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195786175916672322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_6BmBUI/AAAAAAAABvI/2SQtb4kD0lo/s200/DSC00209+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apr 29th spells &lt;strong&gt;BEN&amp;amp;JERRY'S FREE CONE DAY&lt;/strong&gt; ! Such love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBskh6BmBXI/AAAAAAAABvg/8TtlIAGLMYk/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195786760032224626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBskh6BmBXI/AAAAAAAABvg/8TtlIAGLMYk/s200/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to Whitesand's outlet for free ice-creams with my classmates. Met into Lydia nd Jayne at th queue as well. Had &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chunkymunky&lt;/span&gt; ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Took a cab back to school together for our evening lectures after that. Had discussions about th class chalet with th others at BusinessPark. It'll be a bbq stayover on th 9th to th 11th of May next week !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Proj meeting on Wednesday afternoon for HRM. Didn't really do much, but photocopied a stack of notes from th redspot books. Hahaha. Helped out at th BSC booth as well, selling pizzas nd drinks ! Pretty fun stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVSqBmBQI/AAAAAAAABuo/l7y9x-dwLks/s1600-h/DSC05248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195770005364802818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVSqBmBQI/AAAAAAAABuo/l7y9x-dwLks/s200/DSC05248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Johan accompanied me to E!Hub, bought my new metallic &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;bronze&lt;/span&gt; havainnas from &lt;u&gt;NUM&lt;/u&gt; because th others weren't in stock yet. Why so exxxx ? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Train ride to Boon Lay to find my boyf. Oh boy, th journey was a tad too dreadful. But &lt;u&gt;Billy Bombers&lt;/u&gt; made up for it ! Love th shakes there, &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bailey's Irish Cream&lt;/span&gt; w/ vanilla ice-cream to th maximum :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_qBmBTI/AAAAAAAABvA/7IrMh-v1Hsw/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195786171621705010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_qBmBTI/AAAAAAAABvA/7IrMh-v1Hsw/s200/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_KBmBRI/AAAAAAAABuw/TgwoLl7R70c/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195786163031770386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsj_KBmBRI/AAAAAAAABuw/TgwoLl7R70c/s200/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBskhqBmBWI/AAAAAAAABvY/xXyWRiVpX4E/s1600-h/DSC002290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195786755737257314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBskhqBmBWI/AAAAAAAABvY/xXyWRiVpX4E/s200/DSC002290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cabbed back to Pasir Ris took 248901 years, practically zonked out on boyf's shoulder till we arrived at his place. I'm so glad to see his parents back from Italy ! &amp;amp; so nice of his mum to get me really beautiful gifts though it must have cost her euros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVSqBmBPI/AAAAAAAABug/ZLcgvAf_GUs/s1600-h/DSC05246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195770005364802802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVSqBmBPI/AAAAAAAABug/ZLcgvAf_GUs/s200/DSC05246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That box is a huge chunk of strawberry nougat, what a treat ! Th rosary is made of rosewood, lovely sweet scent (I hope it doesn't fade off). Ndddd I love th pretty golden &lt;u&gt;Guess&lt;/u&gt; necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thursday being a public holiday, we had BSG SLs gathering at Sentosa !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOc6BmA-I/AAAAAAAABsY/jiOFaFlzK1c/s1600-h/DSC05276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195762484877067234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOc6BmA-I/AAAAAAAABsY/jiOFaFlzK1c/s200/DSC05276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went there in th late afternoon though, hard time finding an atm machine, waiting for coaches nd al. Th weather was blazing hot, perfect for tanning uh ? But I didn't luh, not for th time yet (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOdaBmA_I/AAAAAAAABsg/86K7D8Pajt4/s1600-h/DSC05251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195762493467001842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOdaBmA_I/AAAAAAAABsg/86K7D8Pajt4/s200/DSC05251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRpKBmBDI/AAAAAAAABtA/FNweOTVLKwY/s1600-h/DSC05263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195765993865348146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRpKBmBDI/AAAAAAAABtA/FNweOTVLKwY/s200/DSC05263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOdqBmBAI/AAAAAAAABso/nsgX9944B4Q/s1600-h/DSC05254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195762497761969154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOdqBmBAI/AAAAAAAABso/nsgX9944B4Q/s200/DSC05254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOd6BmBCI/AAAAAAAABs4/QdAtF-zCOx4/s1600-h/DSC05265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195762502056936482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOd6BmBCI/AAAAAAAABs4/QdAtF-zCOx4/s200/DSC05265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Crowds everywhere. Hott stuffs. Volleyball. Falsies. Camwhore. Yes, took lots of snapshots (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOdqBmBBI/AAAAAAAABsw/3mhB62A_Ee8/s1600-h/DSC05258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195762497761969170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsOdqBmBBI/AAAAAAAABsw/3mhB62A_Ee8/s200/DSC05258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRp6BmBHI/AAAAAAAABtg/RtOiIVZ-5UM/s1600-h/DSC05273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195766006750250098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRp6BmBHI/AAAAAAAABtg/RtOiIVZ-5UM/s200/DSC05273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRp6BmBGI/AAAAAAAABtY/IirOjxDOhDw/s1600-h/DSC05261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195766006750250082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRp6BmBGI/AAAAAAAABtY/IirOjxDOhDw/s200/DSC05261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRpqBmBFI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ZasKt0KE9Wc/s1600-h/DSC05264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195766002455282770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRpqBmBFI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ZasKt0KE9Wc/s200/DSC05264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Huiying has a really pretty brolly ! Can you see it ? Haha. Check out her bohemian skirt too, I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTVaBmBII/AAAAAAAABto/KzwFjpRBXWA/s1600-h/DSC05256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195767853586187394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTVaBmBII/AAAAAAAABto/KzwFjpRBXWA/s200/DSC05256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWaBmBLI/AAAAAAAABuA/VzQ6kmu3Yu8/s1600-h/DSC05266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195767870766056626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWaBmBLI/AAAAAAAABuA/VzQ6kmu3Yu8/s200/DSC05266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWaBmBKI/AAAAAAAABt4/k5Kf7vTLowA/s1600-h/DSC05260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195767870766056610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWaBmBKI/AAAAAAAABt4/k5Kf7vTLowA/s200/DSC05260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWKBmBJI/AAAAAAAABtw/umsfvGEQHXo/s1600-h/DSC05269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195767866471089298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWKBmBJI/AAAAAAAABtw/umsfvGEQHXo/s200/DSC05269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ck seems to fancy my shades uh ? Look, look at him !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWqBmBMI/AAAAAAAABuI/BOWLN8m7vkw/s1600-h/DSC05272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195767875061023938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsTWqBmBMI/AAAAAAAABuI/BOWLN8m7vkw/s200/DSC05272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVR6BmBNI/AAAAAAAABuQ/bm7jhK2ywKE/s1600-h/DSC05262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195769992479900882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVR6BmBNI/AAAAAAAABuQ/bm7jhK2ywKE/s200/DSC05262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRpqBmBEI/AAAAAAAABtI/_09yjxmTPCg/s1600-h/DSC05277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195766002455282754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsRpqBmBEI/AAAAAAAABtI/_09yjxmTPCg/s200/DSC05277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unfortunately, I had to leave early to send boyf off to his camp again. Missed out on dinner nd th birthday cake. Pretty girl will update me with photos though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TGIF ! There's assignment for BOE, entrepreneurship business ideas again. Why oh why. French lec with Amilia nd Sammy (Jingyi crashed !) hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sammy nd I sat at BusinessPark to people-watch. I've learnt new expressive terms from him. Sometimes he'll describe faces as CMI, "cannot make it". Other times it's "kena langah", or in worse situations it'll be LL, which means "lorry langah".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How mean right. But nevermind that, had a jolly time laughing at silly stuffs (: I think I've turned bisexual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5889677446225517296?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5889677446225517296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5889677446225517296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/girlie-you-know-what-im-saying.html' title='Girlie, you know what I&apos;m saying !'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBsVSaBmBOI/AAAAAAAABuY/20biRDBGDa0/s72-c/DSC05245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-438834259140276914</id><published>2008-05-01T21:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:17:18.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrambling every thoughts in mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Does anyone have any idea what it means by feeling so frustrated, confused nd helpless ? I almost broke down today. Because idk why, but everything seems to get out of hand at times. Or maybe it's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sidetrack. Having to smile everyday nd persistently telling myself I'm alright even when I'm bothered with troubles is srsly tiring. I would rather let it al out. But that would be very selfish of me, not thinking about others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish I could just fall out of it al. I wish a friend could guide me through. So I wish I could have a bestf. Then I would wish he/she wouldn't mind me ranting about stuff nd going out together often. &amp;amp; sometimes, I wish I hadn't known th truth about everything I'm keeping inside my little mind, because it still hurts. My heart goes weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A need for a warm hug nd a good cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-438834259140276914?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/438834259140276914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/438834259140276914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/scrambling-every-thoughts-in-mind.html' title='Scrambling every thoughts in mind.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-298241509746541648</id><published>2008-04-27T16:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:13:23.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar candysticks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Business Day event on Friday afternoon. Went over for an hour, when ice-breaking games are alr over. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBXEc6BmA8I/AAAAAAAABsI/ORjdSK91yjs/s1600-h/DSC001900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194273746133058498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBXEc6BmA8I/AAAAAAAABsI/ORjdSK91yjs/s200/DSC001900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBXEdaBmA9I/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z-sVNgv01cY/s1600-h/DSC001870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194273754722993106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBXEdaBmA9I/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z-sVNgv01cY/s200/DSC001870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner with th SLs at th CPF Building. Took up th seats at th back of th lower deck bus laughing nd playing on th way there. Hilarious jokes. 'Concentration' game. 'Truth&amp;amp;Truth' sessions until there were only 5 of us left at about 1.30am ? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS3KBmA6I/AAAAAAAABr4/s8DXjzeWovk/s1600-h/DSC001930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193937746546525090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS3KBmA6I/AAAAAAAABr4/s8DXjzeWovk/s200/DSC001930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS3KBmA7I/AAAAAAAABsA/lkOjaHZuWLM/s1600-h/DSC001940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193937746546525106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS3KBmA7I/AAAAAAAABsA/lkOjaHZuWLM/s200/DSC001940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Johan nd I walked back home together, thnks for accompanying me to th void deck ! Realised I had a few missed calls. Called boyf up after, nd he cabbed over to my house for stayover. Because he's in th army now, nd army guys are botak style, I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS2KBmA3I/AAAAAAAABrg/WbfHZ_Tk9iE/s1600-h/DSC05213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193937729366655858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS2KBmA3I/AAAAAAAABrg/WbfHZ_Tk9iE/s200/DSC05213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy cooked lunch yesterday, &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Mui Fan&lt;/span&gt; ! &amp;amp; CP's BBQ Chicken Wings are srsly good, easy preparations for it too. You just have to pop them onto a plate nd heat them up in th microwave for 5 mins (; Fast uh ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS2qBmA4I/AAAAAAAABro/SpfRGBMiBSM/s1600-h/DSC05212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193937737956590466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS2qBmA4I/AAAAAAAABro/SpfRGBMiBSM/s200/DSC05212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw. Boyf had to go home to change first, before we headed to E!Hub to check it out. DTE's &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cathay&lt;/span&gt; is awesome. Now, lazy people like me won't have to travel al th way to town just to catch movies. Furthermore, met into Wahid, Chin Wee nd R'vind who are working at th ticketing booths :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th supermarket makes it convenient for those who are having chalets, because th stuff at Cheers are much more costly. Pastamania, Coffee Bean nd Superdog. &lt;u&gt;NUM&lt;/u&gt; also has a store there, I can't wait to get my flipflops asap !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think th cinema's th best entertainment in th entire shopping mall. So like we caught th guy's chic flick, &lt;strong&gt;Definitely, Maybe&lt;/strong&gt;. Pretty nice, go watch it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS26BmA5I/AAAAAAAABrw/nyZ0z4oVdNM/s1600-h/DSC052250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193937742251557778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBSS26BmA5I/AAAAAAAABrw/nyZ0z4oVdNM/s200/DSC052250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ben&amp;amp;Jerry&lt;/u&gt;'s waffle ice-cream is th love. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Strawberry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;cheesecake&lt;/span&gt; nd &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Cookie Dough&lt;/span&gt; ! &amp;amp; do you know that free cone day is coming up soon ? Don't forget, spread th love yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-298241509746541648?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/298241509746541648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/298241509746541648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/sugar-candysticks.html' title='Sugar candysticks.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBXEc6BmA8I/AAAAAAAABsI/ORjdSK91yjs/s72-c/DSC001900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3597867898508397807</id><published>2008-04-25T10:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:41:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est vrai, je t'aime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had French yesterday. Oh my goodness, what a complicated language. Realised that Yeeboon nd I share th same christian name ! &amp;amp; I think my tutor finds me a headache, she keeps calling on me. Lecturer made us sing, &lt;em&gt;Face a la mer&lt;/em&gt;. We thought it was pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These few days I've been zonking off to sleep without revising my studies. Too tired I suppose. Here's more to th random stuff :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Th same questions I get, asking me if I'm malay, mixed or chinese. Why malay ? Th girls said it could be because of my eyeliner nd falsies. Th guys said it's because "where got chinese so pretty one" nd that I've "got the minah look".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &amp;amp; being told that "when a guy says u are pretty, just accept it" because "he can never be wrong".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Guy friends giving me their numbers saying, "text me if u want to". What if I don't ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. French makes me stress. So "maybe u can just learn malay la". I think I should too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. "Merci !"&lt;br /&gt;"Je t'en prie" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"BONJOUR !"&lt;br /&gt;"BONJOUR!"&lt;br /&gt;"comment vas-tu ?"&lt;br /&gt;"je vais bien"&lt;br /&gt;"et toi ?"&lt;br /&gt;"ca va (:"&lt;br /&gt;"comment tu t'appelles ?"&lt;br /&gt;"je m'appelle ck"&lt;br /&gt;"enchante' !"&lt;br /&gt;"enchantee !"&lt;br /&gt;"mon prenom est natalie"&lt;br /&gt;"je suis fatiguee"&lt;br /&gt;"et toi ?"&lt;br /&gt;"je suis fatigue aussi"&lt;br /&gt;"tu es francais ?"&lt;br /&gt;"non non non !"&lt;br /&gt;"je suis singapourienne"&lt;br /&gt;"tu es marie ?" (HAHAHA, he didn't know !)&lt;br /&gt;"desolee !"&lt;br /&gt;"da rien"&lt;br /&gt;"tu vas ou demain ?"&lt;br /&gt;"je vais a l ecole"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Yes I know right, a silly msn conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Hello you ! Hello me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. How we miss sitting next to each other in class. Because school's so hectic nd different without used-to-be partners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Love, please don't let your guards down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abhor make-up lectures/tutorials. It squeezes into my time. Can't I just don't go ? No, because it'd be hard for me to catch up with others. So an alternative, someone nice enough to help me out ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Note : Stop being greedy nd stuffing myself with food ! I'm getting fatter, no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3597867898508397807?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3597867898508397807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3597867898508397807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/cest-vrai-je-taime.html' title='C&apos;est vrai, je t&apos;aime.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7806964668424856457</id><published>2008-04-23T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:08:47.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poof, a click nd gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;FUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I deleted several new snapshots from my hfone ): Another repeated mistake. Sheesh. I can't help it but, EFFING FUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So here's to an image-free update tonight. Sorry about th crudeness, I don't like it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Checked out th different CCA booths in th afternoon with them. Met into many familiar faces everywhere. They gave out free coke zero drinks ! Quenches thirst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Didn't attend evening lecture as well, had to accompany them to check out on th availabilities of chalets. Shahir got his Honda &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NSR&lt;/span&gt; ! Soon Wee got his &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chevrolet&lt;/span&gt; ! So off we went on a ride to DTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dropped by th supermarket at th mall as well, I think I looked so unglam. Anw, managed to get 3D2N at Costa Sands Resort through online-booking. Cheers to 1B05`07 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7806964668424856457?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7806964668424856457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7806964668424856457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/poof-click-nd-gone.html' title='Poof, a click nd gone.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-929936835078044313</id><published>2008-04-23T10:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:59:44.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a star, it's a plane, no it's supergirl !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SA6l_aBmA0I/AAAAAAAABrI/VCmraI3c404/s1600-h/DSC05204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192269929141109570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SA6l_aBmA0I/AAAAAAAABrI/VCmraI3c404/s200/DSC05204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SA6isKBmAzI/AAAAAAAABrA/5bR2hirz2ww/s1600-h/DSC05205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192266299893744434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SA6isKBmAzI/AAAAAAAABrA/5bR2hirz2ww/s200/DSC05205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Note : I must not fall back to bed even when my alarm rings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Didn't sleep well this morning. Cmi for morning slot ! So like. Lectures ltr from 2-6pm, hahaha. Supermarket after to get some stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just had my lunch, thnks to mummy who's at home still. Have to rush over to school now nd meet up with th others ! Update again at night then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-929936835078044313?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/929936835078044313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/929936835078044313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-star-its-plane-no-its-supergirl.html' title='It&apos;s a star, it&apos;s a plane, no it&apos;s supergirl !'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SA6l_aBmA0I/AAAAAAAABrI/VCmraI3c404/s72-c/DSC05204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7773167916499508088</id><published>2008-04-23T02:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:04:14.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy, you so fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes hello, I'm not really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. th girl with massive eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;2. pretty, with th thick eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;3. pretty&lt;br /&gt;4. hot&lt;br /&gt;Or whatsoever I've been told of. Srsly speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SCHOOL'S AWESOME ! Not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, MBS is a subj that you'd find hard to focus well in lectures because Nair is a little too draggy on th slideshows. I could have dozed off, I tell you ! Didn't even have th notes printed out yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nair Nair Nair (inside joke).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Appeal to add another CDS was successful after much consideration ! But ended up with Sociology, is that nice ? Haha. I realised I forgot to attend th evening's lecture. Tutorial's tmr morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to &lt;u&gt;Cafe Cartel&lt;/u&gt; for get-together dinner with them after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBCblaBmA2I/AAAAAAAABrY/Qk39vBkXLPY/s1600-h/DSC001710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192821437301654370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBCblaBmA2I/AAAAAAAABrY/Qk39vBkXLPY/s200/DSC001710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBCbkqBmA1I/AAAAAAAABrQ/4she_aaSCMY/s1600-h/DSC001700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192821424416752466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBCbkqBmA1I/AAAAAAAABrQ/4she_aaSCMY/s200/DSC001700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMILIA !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Msn chats are so hilarious ! Roy. Mr Marciano. Rotiboy. Sw. Ivan. Jingyi. Vivian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"sweet dreams are made of these"&lt;br /&gt;"I HAVE THIS VERY NICE FRIEND CALLED NAT"&lt;br /&gt;"MARCUS ROCKS !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talks about oreos, smelly people, laughters, relationships, money, issues, school, meetups, messages, happy pills, multi-tasking, secrets, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7773167916499508088?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7773167916499508088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7773167916499508088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-boy-you-so-fly.html' title='Oh boy, you so fly.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SBCblaBmA2I/AAAAAAAABrY/Qk39vBkXLPY/s72-c/DSC001710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6513834604627589061</id><published>2008-04-21T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T04:12:01.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2 class.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to school tmr ! I've been lazing at home today while friends are alr getting to know new classmates or attending lectures. Thursdays are dreadful. Mondays nd Fridays are of advantages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Items checked :&lt;br /&gt;- Prettyful notebooks&lt;br /&gt;- Ringfiles&lt;br /&gt;- Stationeries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Jellybeans&lt;br /&gt;- DS Lite&lt;br /&gt;- MP3 player, Ipod&lt;br /&gt;- Hfone&lt;br /&gt;- Purse&lt;br /&gt;- Bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyFfQQ4quI/AAAAAAAABqg/hec6TbXdzJ0/s1600-h/Year2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191671242439568098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyFfQQ4quI/AAAAAAAABqg/hec6TbXdzJ0/s200/Year2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Appealing for another CDS for this semester nd two hours of lecture when I step back in. I'm eager to get my notes asap, nd I've promised not to skip lessons too. See th change ? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6513834604627589061?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6513834604627589061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6513834604627589061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/year-2-class.html' title='Year 2 class.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyFfQQ4quI/AAAAAAAABqg/hec6TbXdzJ0/s72-c/Year2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3028598626134274036</id><published>2008-04-20T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:47:05.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum dily dums dee lalala.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Game rules:&lt;br /&gt;A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. Tag 8 people. Those who are tagged cannot refuse.&lt;br /&gt;B. These 8 people must state who they were tagged by. You cannot tag the person who tagged you. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well oh well. Shir says that I should do this interesting game if I'm bored, so why not ? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effing disappointed, so frustrated with him that I might end up getting too emotional nd perhaps, even give him a slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What will you do if you do not share the same feelings as the person who likes you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings but I'd have to reject no matter what. He could be a really good friend anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfecto. It'll be held in th church with champagne nd pure white roses aligned down th aisles. My guy would be in his tux waiting for me, with his charming smile that melts my heart. I'll walk down with my daddy, looking beautiful with my gown, a bouquet of crimson roses grasp in one hand. Pairs of little children will be following behind, holding hands nd th girls scattering petals everywhere. Our parents look very pleased for us. Th exchange of custom-made 5 carat rings nd th sweetest kiss. Then comes th photoshoot at th park with our guests. Another event held at th hotel's grandroom, special menu catered to suit. Ending with a slow dance nd th cheers to th champagne glasses. Off we go th next morning, on our weeks of honeymoon straight after that, Paris nd Bali/Langkawi. Everyone wishes us true, blissful love for a lifetime. As said, it is a dream afterall. So why not exaggerate a little ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Someone who never fails to make me smile. Someone who does silly stuff to make me laugh. Someone who makes my heart flutter. Someone with th charming smile that melts like sugar. Someone who gets me excited on meetups. Someone who loves my makeups. Someone who looks good nd has fashion taste. Someone who doesn't mind paying for dates. Someone who gives in nd understands. Someone who cares nd wants to be my bestf. Someone who'd stick with me no matter what. Someone who wouldn't leave me for another. Someone who loves me, more than I do. Someone who loves to love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone else?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being loved by someone else. &amp;amp; that someone I love to realise what he's missing (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. If the person you like does not accept you, would you continue to wait for them to change their feelings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends. It's hard to decipher if they'd change anw. I'll have to move on after some time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BF, bitch fit. HAHAHA ! Alright we'll still be friends, won't we ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What do you want most in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, pretty much fun (for-understated-natalie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. If you find out that your best friend is going out with your boyfriend/girlfriend, how would you react ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Insecurites. I wouldn't like them to be hanging out together (unless my bestf's a guy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Who is currently the most important person to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What kind of person do you think I am?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shir's a really sweet girl, my favourite ! (But I think she could be very wild, just a guess hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither. But for now, attached nd manageable seems nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If the person you secretly like cannot recognize you, what would you do/how would you react?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrased if I went over to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to doubt it, but now I wouldn't mind. What's love without effort ? Whats the point of going into a relationship and not wanting to give your all? Then it either means I've got some doubts after some time or I'm just having a fling, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. If you fall in love with two persons simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't pick any of th two. It might not be love, but a quick infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What type of friends do you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty faces. Friends who love shopping nd hanging out. Sincere nd trustworthy ones who'd say it nd mean it that when I've fallen, they'll be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. If you played a prank on someone, and he/she fell for the trick, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would laughhhh. But no hard feelings !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone. Or whoever that reads my blog then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3028598626134274036?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3028598626134274036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3028598626134274036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/dum-dily-dums-dee-lalala.html' title='Dum dily dums dee lalala.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-8449795611357837341</id><published>2008-04-19T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:19:08.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, ni hao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Week zero orientation was alright. This year's intake has many new faces, good-looking ones especially. Met a few SAC juniors nd peers as well. Lina, Ck nd I were th 3 SLs guiding th class of 1B07.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyb1QQ4qvI/AAAAAAAABqo/UZEaWGoF6Is/s1600-h/PICT0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191695809652501234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyb1QQ4qvI/AAAAAAAABqo/UZEaWGoF6Is/s200/PICT0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most of th girls thought that I was either mixed or malay. They were quite taken back when I told them I'm chinese (wo hui jiang hua yu). Idk, is that bad ? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVqwQ4qoI/AAAAAAAABpw/hersxTGEB4Q/s1600-h/DSC051510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191266819729042050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVqwQ4qoI/AAAAAAAABpw/hersxTGEB4Q/s200/DSC051510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jam&amp;amp;Hop at night. (I know right, I can't freestyle ! Haha.) Ended abruptly at 10pm without mass dance, what a disappointment ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; CONGRATULATIONS BUSINESS SCHOOL !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For winning 4 out of th 5 awards this year :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Temasek Regatta 2008 Championship (3rd consecutive year)&lt;br /&gt;Temasek Olympiad 2008 Championship&lt;br /&gt;Best Spirited School Award&lt;br /&gt;Freshmen Orientation Finale Overall Championship (4th consecutive year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVrAQ4qpI/AAAAAAAABp4/TyiuAoLrqGg/s1600-h/DSC05156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191266824024009362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVrAQ4qpI/AAAAAAAABp4/TyiuAoLrqGg/s200/DSC05156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our efforts paid off :D Hahaha. A hectic nd tiring experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Accompanied Cindy out for her shopping at Bugis in th late afternoon today. It was non-stop chitter chatter in th train. But everything's fine, NO GOSSIPS OR BITCHINGS, I like ! That's smth to note (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyh8gQ4qwI/AAAAAAAABqw/q4PVWWKG79o/s1600-h/DSC001660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191702531276319490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyh8gQ4qwI/AAAAAAAABqw/q4PVWWKG79o/s200/DSC001660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talks with girlf are sometimes random, but I love it like that. Nd you know how time passes so quickly when you're enjoying yourself ? Haha. We almost forgot to take a picture together until th very last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVrQQ4qqI/AAAAAAAABqA/9nxB7QGx5jw/s1600-h/DSC05177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191266828318976674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVrQQ4qqI/AAAAAAAABqA/9nxB7QGx5jw/s200/DSC05177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVrQQ4qrI/AAAAAAAABqI/f0OkvOrxB-c/s1600-h/DSC05179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191266828318976690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAsVrQQ4qrI/AAAAAAAABqI/f0OkvOrxB-c/s200/DSC05179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner was &lt;u&gt;Pizza Hut's&lt;/u&gt; takeaways. After which, I lit th candles nd brought out th cake to th dining table. Yes ! It's my daddy's birthday today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAtgQAQ4qsI/AAAAAAAABqQ/uHOvo8IgZEA/s1600-h/DSC05185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191348823539624642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAtgQAQ4qsI/AAAAAAAABqQ/uHOvo8IgZEA/s200/DSC05185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAtgQgQ4qtI/AAAAAAAABqY/W4Fs_KjSBY0/s1600-h/DSC05186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191348832129559250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAtgQgQ4qtI/AAAAAAAABqY/W4Fs_KjSBY0/s200/DSC05186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chocolate mousse with crispy base, th kind that I really fancy because it taste like ferrero rocher. Sweet indulgence ! I think th chocolates looks great as edible decos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyh9AQ4qxI/AAAAAAAABq4/QABYgUW8NaM/s1600-h/DSC05197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191702539866254098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyh9AQ4qxI/AAAAAAAABq4/QABYgUW8NaM/s200/DSC05197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw, timetable was out on Thursday morning. I'll be starting lessons this Tuesday. I've got French for CDS, can't wait for it ! On th sidetrack, couldn't find anyone that I know of who is in th same class as me. &amp;amp; Business Statistics for repeat module. Pretty awful feeling about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-8449795611357837341?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8449795611357837341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8449795611357837341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-ni-hao.html' title='Hi, ni hao.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAyb1QQ4qvI/AAAAAAAABqo/UZEaWGoF6Is/s72-c/PICT0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-457796827194675665</id><published>2008-04-16T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:35:06.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scattered petals upon th lane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Three days before, boyf called to tell me that he managed an average timing for his 2.4km, nd did 13 pull-ups. Not too bad I suppose (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Him :&lt;/span&gt; Haha I love you so much my dear ! You take care okay ? Eh you know today someone cried cos so stress that he can't march nd stop properly. Haha. So we're teaching him ltr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like omg ? Apparently it's one of his bunkmates. I thought that was srsly funny :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; yesterday, he seemed to be a little insecure when I went out with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Him :&lt;/span&gt; I miss you so much ! How ? ): Baby, I really really love you ! Don't leave me k ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few hours before, we were on th line again ! Him telling me al th daily stuff nd how much he misses my hugs. (Awwww ? Haha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Silly Warrenny. Another 10 days time, I can't wait to see youuuu !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ps. I'll be thinking of how you'd look like that day, especially being BOTAK ! Lollll. Oh boy, do I miss his hotttt hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-457796827194675665?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/457796827194675665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/457796827194675665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/scattered-petals-upon-th-lane.html' title='Scattered petals upon th lane.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2815479176736427229</id><published>2008-04-16T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:35:58.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old school board games.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO JINGYI &amp;amp; XIAOYING !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met them at Dhouby Ghaut's &lt;u&gt;TheMindCafe&lt;/u&gt;. It was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ladies' Night&lt;/span&gt; for Tuesdays ! Had fun playing games like 'Snorta!' &amp;amp; 'Taboo'. Th hilarious part was going 'Pok-keh' al th way, as if killing chickens. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUOUXCxLI/AAAAAAAABow/yhw5EayIE-w/s1600-h/DSC05090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189717119318803634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUOUXCxLI/AAAAAAAABow/yhw5EayIE-w/s200/DSC05090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWVvkXCxPI/AAAAAAAABpQ/VQUMv7OGEe0/s1600-h/DSC05089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189718790061081842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWVvkXCxPI/AAAAAAAABpQ/VQUMv7OGEe0/s200/DSC05089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner time. Ordered Boat Quay Classic Fish n' Chips set meal, that comes with a Garden Salad, Cafe's Brownie w/ Ice-cream &amp;amp; Sparkling Peach drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUQEXCxNI/AAAAAAAABpA/KA6g2sNu4vU/s1600-h/DSC05100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189717149383574738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUQEXCxNI/AAAAAAAABpA/KA6g2sNu4vU/s200/DSC05100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUQEXCxMI/AAAAAAAABo4/ax2leBUCIJs/s1600-h/DSC05118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189717149383574722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUQEXCxMI/AAAAAAAABo4/ax2leBUCIJs/s200/DSC05118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUQUXCxOI/AAAAAAAABpI/cg8It9lhxD4/s1600-h/DSC05122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189717153678542050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUQUXCxOI/AAAAAAAABpI/cg8It9lhxD4/s200/DSC05122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we gave th two girls a surprise cake, singing th birthday song, nd &lt;em&gt;wala&lt;/em&gt; ! Making them do forfeits :D Giving slices of cake to each table, nd also serving to th manager, chef nd waiters ! Tried a bite from Sammy's plate though, nd it was pretty good actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWVvkXCxQI/AAAAAAAABpY/5VoFPOC77h8/s1600-h/DSC05123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189718790061081858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWVvkXCxQI/AAAAAAAABpY/5VoFPOC77h8/s200/DSC05123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWVv0XCxRI/AAAAAAAABpg/AqDb91YhXDQ/s1600-h/DSC05128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189718794356049170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWVv0XCxRI/AAAAAAAABpg/AqDb91YhXDQ/s200/DSC05128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lots of laughters, snapshots, food nd great company. Definitely enjoyed th night out with them. Though I reached home past midnight, tired out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2815479176736427229?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2815479176736427229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2815479176736427229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/old-school-board-games.html' title='Old school board games.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWUOUXCxLI/AAAAAAAABow/yhw5EayIE-w/s72-c/DSC05090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4855175074325313317</id><published>2008-04-16T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:34:29.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull reflections.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi. I'm searching for my bestf. I haven't got to see him/her yet. But come to think of it, maybe never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4855175074325313317?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4855175074325313317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4855175074325313317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/dull-reflections.html' title='Dull reflections.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5883364831411049571</id><published>2008-04-14T16:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:33:22.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick catching ups.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday evening, I skipped church, nd went to visit mummy at SGH. Bought some really prettyful flowers for her too. Initial plan was to go ahead by myself, but daddy drove me nd ahkor there instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAMnaUXCxHI/AAAAAAAABoQ/3KGNPFWDVxw/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189034528756384882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAMnaUXCxHI/AAAAAAAABoQ/3KGNPFWDVxw/s200/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were supposed to have dinner together, but somehow daddy told me he wanted to go somewhere else, while ahkor went off to meet his girlf. I was left at Outram station to get back by train, glad that I brought along th ipod. Oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alighted at Tamp mall to get some food bites from &lt;u&gt;ToriQ&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;amp; I'm so grateful to have my girlf who willingly came to meet me out when I texted her ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slacked at &lt;u&gt;Macs&lt;/u&gt; having ice-creams, girl talks nd people-watching. Met into James as well. With nth else in mind, we walked to 201, laughing at our silly imaginations of having picnic at th field. Over to 24hour coffeeshop, for some reasons walking at th roadside nd getting honked by vehicles that zoomed past. Had supper from th indian stall, rojak nd prata ! Then to DTE while walking in th middle of th empty roads, spooking each other out with stories (hahaha). &amp;amp; we settled for breakfast at &lt;u&gt;Macs&lt;/u&gt; again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAMnaUXCxII/AAAAAAAABoY/qj8RiR99Q38/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189034528756384898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAMnaUXCxII/AAAAAAAABoY/qj8RiR99Q38/s200/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWcaEXCxSI/AAAAAAAABpo/x3NvZdDTgIU/s1600-h/IMG0805A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189726117275288866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAWcaEXCxSI/AAAAAAAABpo/x3NvZdDTgIU/s200/IMG0805A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So basically we did alot of walks, gossips, singing songs nd al. Exciting uh ? Love her company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By th time I reached home, it was alr beyond 6am, still seemed awake. I zonked out only after an hour, how nice. Didn't feel too good this morning because of an awful tummy ache. Had to give th SL tea party a miss ): But I might be meeting them ltr for dinner !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5883364831411049571?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5883364831411049571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5883364831411049571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/quick-catching-ups.html' title='Quick catching ups.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SAMnaUXCxHI/AAAAAAAABoQ/3KGNPFWDVxw/s72-c/DSC00127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-57689406742987761</id><published>2008-04-13T12:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:36:17.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our connection through lyrics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amusement : How it fits perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On th bus to th mall on Friday afternoon, I took out th ipod nd scrolled to th song 'I'm missing you' by Bobby Tinsley. Never chanced on it before, thought I'd listen to it. Here's goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ohh babe.. Ohh babe..&lt;br /&gt;Th nights are long, my days are cold.&lt;br /&gt;Without th warmth you provide me when I hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You in my arms, feels so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When you were there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I think a teardrop just fell down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna come to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really really wish I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in a couple weeks, it’s only a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But even though I get to, it’s 14 days I gotta get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(it’s too many days babe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I’m really really missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss, miss, miss.. I’m missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I don’t know.. How I’m gonna make it through.&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta, gotta, stay strong for us two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a man, it’s a job that I gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I go outside and I fake a smile.&lt;br /&gt;But if they only knew, just how many miles.&lt;br /&gt;Were between love so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really couldn’t cope the way that we do&lt;/span&gt; (that we do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I’m really really missing you, you, you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you’re near, all of my visions clear.&lt;br /&gt;But like a magic show, I blink and then you disappear.&lt;br /&gt;And I frequently, envision of it would be.&lt;br /&gt;To have you alone with me.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a moment so I can breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I really wanna come to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Baby I wish I could &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(wish I could)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in a couple weeks &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(It’s only two weeks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only a couple weeks &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(but the problem is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Even though I get to, it's 14 long days that I don’t have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(it’s too many days babe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I'm really really missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss, miss, miss.. I’m really really missing you.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(I don’t know).. How I'm gonna make it through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I gotta, gotta (gotta), stay strong for us two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man, it's a job that I gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I go outside and I fake a smile.&lt;br /&gt;But if they only knew, just how many miles&lt;/span&gt; (how many miles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Were between love so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really couldn’t cope the way that we do&lt;/span&gt; (the way that we do)&lt;br /&gt;And I’m really really missing you &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(missing you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz maybe one day babe, not too far away.&lt;br /&gt;We can turn, all our dreams into memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(not gonna be like this forever right ?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby we'll have that home, stars stares, all that we share.&lt;br /&gt;Too many nights, over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna come to see you &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(uhuh)&lt;/span&gt;, baby you know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe in a couple weeks&lt;/span&gt; (I’ll try)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's only a couple weeks&lt;/span&gt; (can’t promise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But even though I get to, still don't wanna be away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It’s too many days babe, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and I’m really really missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss, miss, miss.. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I don’t know&lt;/span&gt; (I don’t know)&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;, how I’m gonna make it through.&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta, gotta, hold strong for us two &lt;/span&gt;(strong for us two)&lt;br /&gt;I’m a man, it’s a job that I gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I go outside&lt;/span&gt; (I’ll go outside) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and I fake a smile&lt;/span&gt; (I’ll fake a smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But if they only knew, just how many miles.&lt;br /&gt;Were between love so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really couldn’t cope the way that we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I’m really really missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-57689406742987761?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/57689406742987761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/57689406742987761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-connection-through-lyrics.html' title='Our connection through lyrics.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-8323045303769594051</id><published>2008-04-12T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:39:02.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny bunneye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABwC4BzkEI/AAAAAAAABoA/JFf-rrtfq-0/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188269965432819778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABwC4BzkEI/AAAAAAAABoA/JFf-rrtfq-0/s200/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Such chocolate chips are so irresistably good ! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just had a call from boyf, we caught up for 10mins. Then we got to text each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Him :&lt;/span&gt; I love you, so much (: I can totally see you when I close my eyes. Smiling back at me with that gorgeous face. Ah man ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; I LOVE YOU MY BOY ! I've been thinking alot of you today. Remember to eat well, rest well, train well, nd no troubles ! (: misses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Him :&lt;/span&gt; Yes love (: you eat well too okay ? BIG KISS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; -MUAHHS ! xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-8323045303769594051?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8323045303769594051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8323045303769594051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/bunny-bunneye.html' title='Bunny bunneye.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABwC4BzkEI/AAAAAAAABoA/JFf-rrtfq-0/s72-c/DSC00120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3251402338446572544</id><published>2008-04-12T14:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:38:00.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying home on a Saturday afternoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Made a huge portion of silly pasta for me nd my sister, though it's only th both of us at home. Reminds me of how Warren makes me his al-time favourite Carbonara Pasta, which I'm missing right now. At least it's so much better than mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His mom's off to Italy today, so I texted her last night nd received her reply this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Hello aunty sally ! Thnks for th many dinner treats we had. Have a safe trip over to italy, same goes for uncle henry. Do take care nd enjoy th time there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Her :&lt;/span&gt; U r most welcome. Do come over whenever u like. Just give gab a call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm beaming with smiles inside, harpee harpee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; Mummy's alr at th hospital this morning for her operation today, tells me not to worry. Shall do some housework ltr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3251402338446572544?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3251402338446572544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3251402338446572544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/staying-home-on-saturday-afternoon.html' title='Staying home on a Saturday afternoon.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-8935530352119446558</id><published>2008-04-11T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T13:57:37.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A favourite like ice-cream soda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Th smile on your face, lets me know that you need me.&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes, saying you'll never leave me.&lt;br /&gt;Th touch of your hands, says you'll catch me, whenever I fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Out with boyf on Wednesday afternoon, nd we ended up at Vivocity for our picnic instead. Brought &lt;u&gt;Don's&lt;/u&gt; Chicken Pie, Duck Porridge, Strawberry Pocky Sticks, Apple &amp;amp; Carrot Juice. Listening to 'Bop Bop Baby' on th ipod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zt4BzjiI/AAAAAAAABjI/NRkB3lOlOYQ/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187711052748656162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zt4BzjiI/AAAAAAAABjI/NRkB3lOlOYQ/s200/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zuYBzjjI/AAAAAAAABjQ/zEcccpWj--k/s1600-h/DSC00044+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187711061338590770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zuYBzjjI/AAAAAAAABjQ/zEcccpWj--k/s200/DSC00044+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zuoBzjlI/AAAAAAAABjg/_huwI9c4IxA/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187711065633558098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zuoBzjlI/AAAAAAAABjg/_huwI9c4IxA/s200/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zuoBzjkI/AAAAAAAABjY/st7e774pL8E/s1600-h/DSC00047+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187711065633558082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zuoBzjkI/AAAAAAAABjY/st7e774pL8E/s200/DSC00047+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After which we walked around th mall, went to &lt;u&gt;Daiso&lt;/u&gt; to get stickers nd drinks, nd also bought myself a nice notebook from &lt;u&gt;Pageone&lt;/u&gt;. Trained down to Block85 for our dinner because he really likes th food there (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52Z4BzjmI/AAAAAAAABjo/ySR5BI_R_Eo/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187714007686155874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52Z4BzjmI/AAAAAAAABjo/ySR5BI_R_Eo/s200/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52Z4BzjnI/AAAAAAAABjw/G0p43-leepA/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187714007686155890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52Z4BzjnI/AAAAAAAABjw/G0p43-leepA/s200/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Swensen's ice-cream treat for him on Thursday afternoon ! &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Chocopop&lt;/span&gt; cone is one of my favourite, nd boyf says it's nice too. Evidence : See th chocolate smudge on his lip ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYYBzj4I/AAAAAAAABmg/iUHiNDa96zg/s1600-h/DSC05047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188228553358151554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYYBzj4I/AAAAAAAABmg/iUHiNDa96zg/s200/DSC05047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner buffet at a nice japanese restaurant in Vivocity in th evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYYBzj5I/AAAAAAAABmo/V_OTNx4lfZg/s1600-h/DSC05082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188228553358151570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYYBzj5I/AAAAAAAABmo/V_OTNx4lfZg/s200/DSC05082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had many servings of salmon sashimi nd beef, th alcoholic desserts were a pretty sight. Took quite a number of snapshots of th food but I'll just post a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMMYBzj6I/AAAAAAAABmw/s-aOHZRN9KY/s1600-h/DSC05053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188230546222976930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMMYBzj6I/AAAAAAAABmw/s-aOHZRN9KY/s200/DSC05053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMMoBzj7I/AAAAAAAABm4/2wNhNvK8Hrg/s1600-h/DSC05052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188230550517944242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMMoBzj7I/AAAAAAAABm4/2wNhNvK8Hrg/s200/DSC05052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMM4Bzj8I/AAAAAAAABnA/k0MlYcvhjvI/s1600-h/DSC05054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188230554812911554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMM4Bzj8I/AAAAAAAABnA/k0MlYcvhjvI/s200/DSC05054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMNIBzj9I/AAAAAAAABnI/mKdunBOrXrc/s1600-h/DSC05056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188230559107878866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMNIBzj9I/AAAAAAAABnI/mKdunBOrXrc/s200/DSC05056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMNIBzj-I/AAAAAAAABnQ/Ayossj3MrD4/s1600-h/DSC05068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188230559107878882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABMNIBzj-I/AAAAAAAABnQ/Ayossj3MrD4/s200/DSC05068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUYBzkCI/AAAAAAAABnw/l2etKv8fyA4/s1600-h/DSC05064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188232882685186082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUYBzkCI/AAAAAAAABnw/l2etKv8fyA4/s200/DSC05064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOToBzj_I/AAAAAAAABnY/Uh3Dq9Gg8Js/s1600-h/DSC05059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188232869800284146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOToBzj_I/AAAAAAAABnY/Uh3Dq9Gg8Js/s200/DSC05059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUIBzkAI/AAAAAAAABng/aiRVD6Gm51M/s1600-h/DSC05070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188232878390218754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUIBzkAI/AAAAAAAABng/aiRVD6Gm51M/s200/DSC05070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUYBzkBI/AAAAAAAABno/qdtqk-jnMso/s1600-h/DSC05072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188232882685186066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUYBzkBI/AAAAAAAABno/qdtqk-jnMso/s200/DSC05072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUoBzkDI/AAAAAAAABn4/-P7KPss_vzE/s1600-h/DSC05081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188232886980153394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABOUoBzkDI/AAAAAAAABn4/-P7KPss_vzE/s200/DSC05081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw, stayed over at boyf's, did a facial mask for him before he went to sleep (hahaha). I couldn't get to sleep till about 6am, couldn't stop thinking nd tearing, which was pretty bad. But that night, th warmth of his hugs nd th pecks on my forehead reassured me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Off to Jurong campsite this morning, bid our goodbyes. His parents drove me back, lazed around in his room nd used my laptop. Accessed into boyf's wardrobe, took one of his clothes as my possession for now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few hours nd I was on my way home, surpressing al emotions. Met Cindy out to Tamp mall, everything was light-hearted, our talks nd al. Bought another notebook from &lt;u&gt;Artbox&lt;/u&gt;, nd reserved a sketchbook which was OOS. Kelvin came after, so I had dinner with them as well. Hot Plate Noodles w/ Fried Fish !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYIBzj2I/AAAAAAAABmQ/ovbt2aBsEOo/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188228549063184226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYIBzj2I/AAAAAAAABmQ/ovbt2aBsEOo/s200/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then chilled outside &lt;u&gt;Han's&lt;/u&gt; having our milk teas, before a bus ride home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKX4Bzj1I/AAAAAAAABmI/qq6AkmY7HUQ/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188228544768216914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKX4Bzj1I/AAAAAAAABmI/qq6AkmY7HUQ/s200/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYIBzj3I/AAAAAAAABmY/ALOvjgiTOJo/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188228549063184242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/SABKYIBzj3I/AAAAAAAABmY/ALOvjgiTOJo/s200/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;An odd feeling now not having him around me. Only received two texts nd a short call today. A far cry from th times he always used to text or call me. Well, it isn't too bad luh ? I'll get to see him after two weeks, that's what I'm looking forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I secretly envied how others can hold on to their relationship despite th distance nd time, nd th efforts to wait; I was thinking, why can't I ? &amp;amp; so I did. &amp;amp; Imysm my dear boy, thnks for letting me know you did too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-8935530352119446558?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8935530352119446558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8935530352119446558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/favourite-like-ice-cream-soda.html' title='A favourite like ice-cream soda.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5zt4BzjiI/AAAAAAAABjI/NRkB3lOlOYQ/s72-c/DSC00037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7752842535909395917</id><published>2008-04-11T01:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T14:10:34.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Runaway love, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Getting late but I'm still wide awake, while he's alr sleeping so soundly on his bed (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's today. Friday morning, 0830 at Jurong campsite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Army's snatching my boyf away for about 2 years. Our love's put to th test. It'll be a difficult period of time, but I'll just have to try. &amp;amp; no, I won't cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because I'll be strong. (Won't I ?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's so much I would love to say to you, yet hard to express out in words. For being my lover, xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Please take good care of Warren when he is in th army.&lt;br /&gt;Give him strength nd courage to get through tough times.&lt;br /&gt;Guide him in darkness led by your light.&lt;br /&gt;Protect him from any harm he'd encounter.&lt;br /&gt;Even when there are obstacles to face;&lt;br /&gt;tell him they're al blessings in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; by th time he surpassed th trainings.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure he's al fit nd macho for a hunk.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be a delighted girlf, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Thnk you !&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On another note, mummy's gnna have her operation next week. It worries me, makes me uneasy. Secretly, I'll pray that everything goes well, she'd be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7752842535909395917?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7752842535909395917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7752842535909395917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/runaway-love-love.html' title='Runaway love, love.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6891319192153668052</id><published>2008-04-10T15:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:40:42.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In our little imaginative twosome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chalet stayover at Aranda from 4th Apr to 6th Apr with boyf nd his famm, despite frustrating cramps. Had bbq for two consecutive nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52aIBzjoI/AAAAAAAABj4/C5w4XmanmZo/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187714011981123202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52aIBzjoI/AAAAAAAABj4/C5w4XmanmZo/s200/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52aYBzjpI/AAAAAAAABkA/yo0BYtxYdm4/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187714016276090514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52aYBzjpI/AAAAAAAABkA/yo0BYtxYdm4/s200/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52aYBzjqI/AAAAAAAABkI/dRaIwYrEuL8/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187714016276090530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52aYBzjqI/AAAAAAAABkI/dRaIwYrEuL8/s200/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch on Saturday afternoon at &lt;u&gt;Xinwang HK Cafe&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-IBzjTI/AAAAAAAABhQ/vQzEWxru8mU/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187690441200602418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-IBzjTI/AAAAAAAABhQ/vQzEWxru8mU/s200/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-oBzjUI/AAAAAAAABhY/bLRysow1wDA/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187690449790537026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-oBzjUI/AAAAAAAABhY/bLRysow1wDA/s200/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-oBzjVI/AAAAAAAABhg/owVz-hj38z0/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187690449790537042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-oBzjVI/AAAAAAAABhg/owVz-hj38z0/s200/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-4BzjWI/AAAAAAAABho/OmLgkT070Ss/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187690454085504354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g-4BzjWI/AAAAAAAABho/OmLgkT070Ss/s200/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though it might not seem appealing, Pork Chop with Noodles In Papaya Soup is a must try ! Th desserts are definite not to be missing out as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g_IBzjXI/AAAAAAAABhw/Uu_hFmM2jeI/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187690458380471666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5g_IBzjXI/AAAAAAAABhw/Uu_hFmM2jeI/s200/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5n_IBzjYI/AAAAAAAABh4/ah_tdbumtYo/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187698154961866114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5n_IBzjYI/AAAAAAAABh4/ah_tdbumtYo/s200/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Someone still owes me a treat from Waffle Factory uh ! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch on Sunday afternoon at Suntec with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5n_YBzjZI/AAAAAAAABiA/6a6ZpMco6rM/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187698159256833426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5n_YBzjZI/AAAAAAAABiA/6a6ZpMco6rM/s200/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5n_oBzjaI/AAAAAAAABiI/_3KXbXDqRIs/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187698163551800738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5n_oBzjaI/AAAAAAAABiI/_3KXbXDqRIs/s200/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5oAIBzjbI/AAAAAAAABiQ/cftxUiB4kGw/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187698172141735346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5oAIBzjbI/AAAAAAAABiQ/cftxUiB4kGw/s200/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5oAYBzjcI/AAAAAAAABiY/FbWePbn0V_8/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187698176436702658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5oAYBzjcI/AAAAAAAABiY/FbWePbn0V_8/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Liked th salad bar buffet, but th service there was really awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZYBzjdI/AAAAAAAABig/4_nLvXEj8IU/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699705445060050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZYBzjdI/AAAAAAAABig/4_nLvXEj8IU/s200/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZoBzjeI/AAAAAAAABio/3o51KD3XNWw/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699709740027362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZoBzjeI/AAAAAAAABio/3o51KD3XNWw/s200/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZ4BzjfI/AAAAAAAABiw/h0jIOzYNXyU/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699714034994674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZ4BzjfI/AAAAAAAABiw/h0jIOzYNXyU/s200/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZ4BzjgI/AAAAAAAABi4/-geZlaP4Iew/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699714034994690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5pZ4BzjgI/AAAAAAAABi4/-geZlaP4Iew/s200/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to church in th evening for mass. Boyf nd I used to have catechism classes in th library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5paYBzjhI/AAAAAAAABjA/q-Zd1r6bBpA/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699722624929298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_5paYBzjhI/AAAAAAAABjA/q-Zd1r6bBpA/s200/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two days of lazy afternoons over at his house. Movie marathons nd junkfood makes us harpee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps. HAPPY 10TH MTHS, HUNN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6891319192153668052?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6891319192153668052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6891319192153668052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-our-little-imaginative-twosome.html' title='In our little imaginative twosome.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_52aIBzjoI/AAAAAAAABj4/C5w4XmanmZo/s72-c/DSC00268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-8671245959296118385</id><published>2008-04-09T09:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:08:27.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A random treat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_wkUwMpwoI/AAAAAAAABgo/29NRUET4C4s/s1600-h/esplanade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187060809777922690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_wkUwMpwoI/AAAAAAAABgo/29NRUET4C4s/s320/esplanade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-8671245959296118385?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8671245959296118385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8671245959296118385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-treat.html' title='A random treat.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_wkUwMpwoI/AAAAAAAABgo/29NRUET4C4s/s72-c/esplanade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5351641879280715233</id><published>2008-04-06T11:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T08:56:33.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in short time frame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Missed out on updates because of my schedule these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS4gMpwUI/AAAAAAAABeE/GVb8MvbQTXY/s1600-h/DSC04982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186900895260590402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS4gMpwUI/AAAAAAAABeE/GVb8MvbQTXY/s200/DSC04982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS4QMpwTI/AAAAAAAABd8/7vbtHN4zC_A/s1600-h/DSC04981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186900890965623090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS4QMpwTI/AAAAAAAABd8/7vbtHN4zC_A/s200/DSC04981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner date with boyf on Thursday evening, brought him over to Block85 ! We had Sugar Cane Juice, Chai Chee Pork&amp;amp;Eggs Porridge, Bbq Chicken Wings, Minced Pork Noodles nd Fried Oysters. Says that he enjoyed th food I introduced him to, so glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufSwMpwkI/AAAAAAAABgE/Al9MLQd18rU/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186914540371690050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufSwMpwkI/AAAAAAAABgE/Al9MLQd18rU/s200/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufTAMpwlI/AAAAAAAABgM/eyLqUKVePek/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186914544666657362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufTAMpwlI/AAAAAAAABgM/eyLqUKVePek/s200/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS5QMpwVI/AAAAAAAABeM/mdYYrnPUdUo/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186900908145492306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS5QMpwVI/AAAAAAAABeM/mdYYrnPUdUo/s200/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we rented dvds to watch at midnight for stayover, with waffles nd melted &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt; to munch on. &lt;strong&gt;My DNA Says I Love You&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Russian Dolls&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS5wMpwWI/AAAAAAAABeU/CY5ogtscNlQ/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186900916735426914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS5wMpwWI/AAAAAAAABeU/CY5ogtscNlQ/s200/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS6AMpwXI/AAAAAAAABec/cVKCjnEBDwY/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186900921030394226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS6AMpwXI/AAAAAAAABec/cVKCjnEBDwY/s200/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Branch on Friday afternoon, made ourselves a huge portion of fried rice :D Topped with a sunny side-up egg, it’s like a volcano eruption. Or that's how he put it as ? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWPgMpwYI/AAAAAAAABek/JLvX1kczUBc/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186904588932465026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWPgMpwYI/AAAAAAAABek/JLvX1kczUBc/s200/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum drove us over to Bugis in th evening evening to buy me th top I reserved from &lt;u&gt;Topshop&lt;/u&gt;. Got my lenses as well. HAR-PEE daughter ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to sister's school for SNGS Fest on Saturday, which was so crowded nd stuffy. Thnks to her for th $35 worth of coupons. A little late, but managed to patronize th food nd game stalls. Uncle Ringo makes me upset though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ps. my boy ! Try again some other time ! I'd really love if you're able to get me th bears. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGAMpweI/AAAAAAAABfU/jXBUZmn3Zxk/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186908823770218978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGAMpweI/AAAAAAAABfU/jXBUZmn3Zxk/s200/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGQMpwfI/AAAAAAAABfc/j2mdB7b6Byk/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186908828065186290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGQMpwfI/AAAAAAAABfc/j2mdB7b6Byk/s200/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGgMpwgI/AAAAAAAABfk/PEu9DwQ1NOI/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186908832360153602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGgMpwgI/AAAAAAAABfk/PEu9DwQ1NOI/s200/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGwMpwhI/AAAAAAAABfs/hYru6PaXYOc/s1600-h/P300308_09_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186908836655120914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uaGwMpwhI/AAAAAAAABfs/hYru6PaXYOc/s200/P300308_09_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Barbeque on Sunday evening at Cindy nd her boyf’s chalet at Coasta Sands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWPwMpwZI/AAAAAAAABes/2I5I29uqSVQ/s1600-h/DSC05007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186904593227432338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWPwMpwZI/AAAAAAAABes/2I5I29uqSVQ/s200/DSC05007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWQAMpwaI/AAAAAAAABe0/AFubzcfssyI/s1600-h/DSC05008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186904597522399650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWQAMpwaI/AAAAAAAABe0/AFubzcfssyI/s200/DSC05008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWQQMpwbI/AAAAAAAABe8/CIzD69MpcFU/s1600-h/DSC05009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186904601817366962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWQQMpwbI/AAAAAAAABe8/CIzD69MpcFU/s200/DSC05009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWQgMpwcI/AAAAAAAABfE/LjCIDg9JbU0/s1600-h/DSC05010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186904606112334274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uWQgMpwcI/AAAAAAAABfE/LjCIDg9JbU0/s200/DSC05010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was nice knowing them guys, funny people. Haha. Enjoyed th food, company nd talks. Thnks girlf for inviting me over !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SL Camp from 31st Mar to 2nd Apr. Was assigned to empire MYRINE, nd Ryan was our FA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufSAMpwiI/AAAAAAAABf0/kWPY6GbTJ70/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186914527486788130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufSAMpwiI/AAAAAAAABf0/kWPY6GbTJ70/s200/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Despite very little sleep, embarrassing moments, getting frustrated nd al, I’ve made new friends nd that’s smth worthwhile. Kudos to everyone who made th effort !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufSgMpwjI/AAAAAAAABf8/mqTO1aWFZlo/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186914536076722738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufSgMpwjI/AAAAAAAABf8/mqTO1aWFZlo/s200/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Btw. Huiying, thnks for th very pretty Disney keychain you’ve got for me ! Chan like it makk-makk (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thursday didn’t seem like an appropriate day to be out. Was too tired, needed to catch up on rest. Stayed home, slept till evening (except to wake up for lunch).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufTQMpwmI/AAAAAAAABgU/p5yTiJ-ukX4/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186914548961624674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_ufTQMpwmI/AAAAAAAABgU/p5yTiJ-ukX4/s200/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5351641879280715233?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5351641879280715233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5351641879280715233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuck-in-short-time-frame.html' title='Stuck in short time frame.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R_uS4gMpwUI/AAAAAAAABeE/GVb8MvbQTXY/s72-c/DSC04982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1893633494125858682</id><published>2008-03-27T16:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:01:12.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashing off to catch another sight of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going out with boyf ltr for dinner so here's to a quick update. Yes, we're still okay fyi. Sorted out th matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw. Tuesday late afternoon, he accompanied me to Bugis to collect my stuff. Bought a new floral dress as well. Everyone's after floral prints this summer/spring ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-501wMpwPI/AAAAAAAABdc/eU6iHKcuPQs/s1600-h/DSC04971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183208687969878258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-501wMpwPI/AAAAAAAABdc/eU6iHKcuPQs/s200/DSC04971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-502AMpwQI/AAAAAAAABdk/4VmOm82ub0I/s1600-h/DSC04973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183208692264845570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-502AMpwQI/AAAAAAAABdk/4VmOm82ub0I/s200/DSC04973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-502QMpwRI/AAAAAAAABds/oEnslHQsFog/s1600-h/DSC04978a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183208696559812882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-502QMpwRI/AAAAAAAABds/oEnslHQsFog/s200/DSC04978a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-502QMpwSI/AAAAAAAABd0/lOxO4UwMlHk/s1600-h/DSC04974a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183208696559812898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-502QMpwSI/AAAAAAAABd0/lOxO4UwMlHk/s200/DSC04974a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch over at &lt;u&gt;Soup Spoon&lt;/u&gt; ! Love th Smoked Salmon Sandwich nd Beef Goulash we had. Takeaways of Korean Ricecakes nd Otah Prata too. Then headed to town to catch th movie, &lt;b&gt;Vantage Point&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7QMpwHI/AAAAAAAABcc/vo3ApqstEyM/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182335770226704498" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7QMpwHI/AAAAAAAABcc/vo3ApqstEyM/s200/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Cindy ytd for our date out ! We trained to town, had our late lunch at &lt;u&gt;Subway&lt;/u&gt;. Girlf loves Cold Cut Trio alot uh ? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7gMpwII/AAAAAAAABck/s8goN47eW3A/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182335774521671810" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7gMpwII/AAAAAAAABck/s8goN47eW3A/s200/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7wMpwJI/AAAAAAAABcs/stQaVsSSscI/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182335778816639122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7wMpwJI/AAAAAAAABcs/stQaVsSSscI/s200/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So like we walked around th malls, catching up with each other's lifes. Gossips, chats nd laughters. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; snapshots ! Food hunt, dresses, rings nd prints. Remember to go out for more shoppings nd al alright ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7wMpwKI/AAAAAAAABc0/pihRT-SJdmA/s1600-h/DSC00050+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182335778816639138" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta7wMpwKI/AAAAAAAABc0/pihRT-SJdmA/s200/DSC00050+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta8QMpwLI/AAAAAAAABc8/8ad9lDzSJUM/s1600-h/IMG0699A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182335787406573746" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ta8QMpwLI/AAAAAAAABc8/8ad9lDzSJUM/s200/IMG0699A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Evening was dinner at Bedok's &lt;u&gt;Botak Jones&lt;/u&gt; with boyf nd company. It's my first time trying there :D Awesomely detailed informal menus, hahaha. So local.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-tcZwMpwMI/AAAAAAAABdE/26QFoL47Fxk/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182337393724342466" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-tcZwMpwMI/AAAAAAAABdE/26QFoL47Fxk/s200/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boyf's Double Beef Patty was nice. Cajun Chicken was pretty good as well. Th portion of th spicy fries is huge, nd you can even request for more, FOC ! In addition to that, if you think th food's not up to standard or liking, they'll actually serve another portion or even refund cash (worse come to worst). What more can you demand for ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-tcaAMpwNI/AAAAAAAABdM/Y6Cau3TJt3w/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182337398019309778" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-tcaAMpwNI/AAAAAAAABdM/Y6Cau3TJt3w/s200/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-tcaQMpwOI/AAAAAAAABdU/FPv4EgUL91o/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182337402314277090" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-tcaQMpwOI/AAAAAAAABdU/FPv4EgUL91o/s200/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shining drove us back after that. We went over to Pasir Ris park to chill nd cam-whore. Enjoyed th night out with them. Will update more with tonnes of pictures another time when I get them. Till then !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1893633494125858682?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1893633494125858682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1893633494125858682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/dashing-off-to-catch-another-sight-of.html' title='Dashing off to catch another sight of you.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-501wMpwPI/AAAAAAAABdc/eU6iHKcuPQs/s72-c/DSC04971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-382663660800551946</id><published>2008-03-25T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:52:54.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subsequent late nights of thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I stare at th screen, I was thinking why a few hours ago I had not th courage to take th supp ppr. Felt queasy. Part of me felt awful as well, letting my friends down. I gave up even before trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 in th morning but I still couldn't even sleep a wink. My eyes were hurting like fuck though I had a shower. Hanwen was online chatting with me, but th conversation ended after an hour or so. Back to square one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gnna busy myself with housework now. I want to go outside for sight-seeings. Bugis ltr in th late afternoon for some walks, to collect my alterations nd lenses. In th evening, diy hair dye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-382663660800551946?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/382663660800551946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/382663660800551946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/subsequent-late-nights-of-thoughts.html' title='Subsequent late nights of thoughts.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-388852502650535843</id><published>2008-03-25T01:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T03:32:57.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save water, keep bucketfuls of tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe, I need to sprinkle more sugar on myself. Because I have yet to reach my potential of being th sweet girlf he would want me to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; make a new promise of not being too sensitive or critical about stuff he says. (But that would actually have to depend, conditions that he takes effort not to make empty promises again or rant a big chunk of hurtful words at me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; also, another note to self : Not to make words so vague otherwise others might misinterpret what I meant. Which in turn, would cause chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right now. I'd just need someone to accompany me at my side. Someone who wouldn't think me as insane, or of my emotional unstableness as bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leo just came by with a hug to see if I was okay. He brought along my favourite junkfood which made me smile. I told him that my heart's pretty torn. He said that he could mend it up for me. I told him what went wrong. He said everything's going to be okay. I told him idk, maybe it's entirely my fault. He said that both are to blame for. I told him that he hung up on me abruptly. He said maybe he's tired or upset as well. I told him that my supp ppr's tmr but I haven't revised so most likely I can't get a pass. He said that I should at least try, nd there's always another chance. I told him that nobody's going to catch my tears. He said "Natalie, don't cry.. ?". I said I seldom heard those words for me. He said I'm a strong girl that's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th guy who plays FM Static's Tonight on repeat in his ipod for me to listen to. He's my imaginary bestf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For someone so sensitive, I'm pretty much a brave girl. Somehow such that when I talk nd sob at th same time, my voice becomes hoarse. So mannnn. You like ? Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-388852502650535843?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/388852502650535843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/388852502650535843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/save-water-keep-bucketfuls-of-tears.html' title='Save water, keep bucketfuls of tears.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3824503424911366754</id><published>2008-03-24T20:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:49:58.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make it hard to be faithful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUANWEI DA GE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Idk why. Can't seem to settle for a few hours revising for tmr's supp ppr. Srsly unproductive. I'll blog first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evtQMpv6I/AAAAAAAABa0/2JLN4cOdHkk/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181303088290054050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evtQMpv6I/AAAAAAAABa0/2JLN4cOdHkk/s200/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewxQMpwDI/AAAAAAAABb8/egZkOn2oAIE/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181304256521158706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewxQMpwDI/AAAAAAAABb8/egZkOn2oAIE/s200/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ey8QMpwEI/AAAAAAAABcE/b4FXG9fS7js/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181306644522975298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ey8QMpwEI/AAAAAAAABcE/b4FXG9fS7js/s200/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ey8wMpwFI/AAAAAAAABcM/PGTP7vhJGyU/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner at Vivocity with them on Sunday night. Boyf got my humptydumpty egg, sadly we couldn't get my favourite kinder surprises in time, nd so he bought me jellybeans from &lt;u&gt;Candyempire&lt;/u&gt; ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evtwMpv7I/AAAAAAAABa8/NqRZBzi4zWg/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181303096879988658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evtwMpv7I/AAAAAAAABa8/NqRZBzi4zWg/s200/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evuAMpv8I/AAAAAAAABbE/9vbmqBJ_Fi4/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181303101174955970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evuAMpv8I/AAAAAAAABbE/9vbmqBJ_Fi4/s200/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evugMpv9I/AAAAAAAABbM/DXkO_FbisAU/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181303109764890578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evugMpv9I/AAAAAAAABbM/DXkO_FbisAU/s200/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evuwMpv-I/AAAAAAAABbU/ziCRRUVIkE0/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181303114059857890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evuwMpv-I/AAAAAAAABbU/ziCRRUVIkE0/s200/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salmon Fillet nd Sirloin Steak w/ Snail Sausage. Choccocino nd Hot Chocolate for beverages. Dessert was th Strawberry Custard Crepe w/ chocolate sauce ! Very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewwgMpv_I/AAAAAAAABbc/vWN0-z5QOvc/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181304243636256754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewwgMpv_I/AAAAAAAABbc/vWN0-z5QOvc/s200/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewwwMpwAI/AAAAAAAABbk/yQvP7VuFQAU/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181304247931224066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewwwMpwAI/AAAAAAAABbk/yQvP7VuFQAU/s200/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewxAMpwBI/AAAAAAAABbs/KdQNKr-mU5U/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181304252226191378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewxAMpwBI/AAAAAAAABbs/KdQNKr-mU5U/s200/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewxAMpwCI/AAAAAAAABb0/IvcBkzUt6WY/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181304252226191394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ewxAMpwCI/AAAAAAAABb0/IvcBkzUt6WY/s200/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched &lt;strong&gt;Th Kingdom&lt;/strong&gt; (5 popcorns) in th famm car on th way back to their house. Stayed over for th night, shared korean noodles for this afternoon's lunch, then junkfood while watching th dvd, &lt;strong&gt;Ladykiller&lt;/strong&gt;. Smth about greed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ey9AMpwGI/AAAAAAAABcU/JL6uuL18Yg4/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181306657407877218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-ey9AMpwGI/AAAAAAAABcU/JL6uuL18Yg4/s200/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See th mini meatballs ? Handmade by me ! Lollll. Btw, managed to purchase th wooden diy carousel alr ! It's time to fix it up soon. HAR-PEE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3824503424911366754?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3824503424911366754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3824503424911366754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-make-it-hard-to-be-faithful.html' title='You make it hard to be faithful.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-evtQMpv6I/AAAAAAAABa0/2JLN4cOdHkk/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2815165048302970099</id><published>2008-03-23T01:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:06:21.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's th girl I've been looking for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY EASTER ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aww. I forgot to buy my chocolate easter eggs ! But I've got my personal bunnyyyy. Guess who ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; I found my happy pill, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; ! xoxos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Hi babeh. I missed you !"&lt;br /&gt;"You did ?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaha."&lt;br /&gt;"I've been missed ! Lol. You've been missed too !"&lt;br /&gt;"I AM MISSED TOO ?!"&lt;br /&gt;"YES !?!?!?!?!?!! HAHAHAHA."&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAHA. That's good to hear."&lt;br /&gt;"Are you happy? Lol. That's a very random qn."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not happy, I'm not sad. Pretty much in th middle. I like randoms. (:"&lt;br /&gt;"Hahas. You do ? (:"&lt;br /&gt;"Do u ?"&lt;br /&gt;"I do. Do you ?"&lt;br /&gt;"I do. We do."&lt;br /&gt;"(: We're married."&lt;br /&gt;"I thought so too ! That's sweet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2815165048302970099?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2815165048302970099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2815165048302970099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/shes-th-girl-ive-been-looking-for.html' title='She&apos;s th girl I&apos;ve been looking for.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-8213103943881401341</id><published>2008-03-22T22:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:32:48.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are like mannequins, but with feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went down to Bugis for some shopping. Bought th same hfone model but it's &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; instead. Don't really know if I made th right choice. It's nice right ? Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-YHXwMpv5I/AAAAAAAABas/szQ6LgseRGk/s1600-h/23032008947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180836525992689554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-YHXwMpv5I/AAAAAAAABas/szQ6LgseRGk/s200/23032008947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Swensens&lt;/u&gt; for brunch, ate lots of carbohydrates !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6ywMpv0I/AAAAAAAABaE/hdsDgW5l2n4/s1600-h/22032008933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180611589965463362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6ywMpv0I/AAAAAAAABaE/hdsDgW5l2n4/s200/22032008933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6zwMpv3I/AAAAAAAABac/JKEzRc6dSgc/s1600-h/22032008934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180611607145332594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6zwMpv3I/AAAAAAAABac/JKEzRc6dSgc/s200/22032008934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6zgMpv1I/AAAAAAAABaM/OtIs-sszv9M/s1600-h/22032008937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180611602850365266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6zgMpv1I/AAAAAAAABaM/OtIs-sszv9M/s200/22032008937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6zgMpv2I/AAAAAAAABaU/45iC4_VnAek/s1600-h/22032008936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180611602850365282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-U6zgMpv2I/AAAAAAAABaU/45iC4_VnAek/s200/22032008936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Esprit&lt;/u&gt; nd &lt;u&gt;Topshop&lt;/u&gt; to get our stuffs. Mummy purchased my lenses in advance as well, I'm so har-pee. A year supply with no worries ! Then she went off with her friend so we took th train back. Shared th Prawn Rice Rolls for dinner at Whitesand's foodcourt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over to th arcade to play Bishi Bashi nd smth else, which was srsly cute ? But tiring. Doogie VS Momoka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't feel th love. I can't even feel your sweet embrace. Sudden heartache. There's a need to fall in love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smile ? Yes, please smile. I'm too emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-8213103943881401341?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8213103943881401341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8213103943881401341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-are-like-mannequins-but-with.html' title='We are like mannequins, but with feelings.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-YHXwMpv5I/AAAAAAAABas/szQ6LgseRGk/s72-c/23032008947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1929442272703531777</id><published>2008-03-21T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:30:44.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play th record one more time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-YGpgMpv4I/AAAAAAAABak/xodRChi3ZcA/s1600-h/FAI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180835731423739778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-YGpgMpv4I/AAAAAAAABak/xodRChi3ZcA/s200/FAI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just remembered smth. Didn't get to go to abang's private gig this evening, such a miss. Oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1929442272703531777?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1929442272703531777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1929442272703531777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/play-th-record-one-more-time.html' title='Play th record one more time.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-YGpgMpv4I/AAAAAAAABak/xodRChi3ZcA/s72-c/FAI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1570004219327008803</id><published>2008-03-21T19:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:42:18.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mouth is dry with words I cannot verbalize.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Church visiting on Thursday night, Good Friday mass with boyf earlier this afternoon. Met into Barbara ! Lunch at &lt;u&gt;Kobayashi&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-PGFAMpvxI/AAAAAAAABZs/hkkAbwsnoaU/s1600-h/21032008908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201785660915474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-PGFAMpvxI/AAAAAAAABZs/hkkAbwsnoaU/s200/21032008908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been eating junkfood at random times these few days. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peach mochis&lt;/span&gt; ! Pizza bar. Th late night suppers. Cravings are hard to resist like my boyf ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-PGGAMpvyI/AAAAAAAABZ0/pBj6cqoTwbw/s1600-h/21032008918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201802840784674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-PGGAMpvyI/AAAAAAAABZ0/pBj6cqoTwbw/s200/21032008918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-PGHAMpvzI/AAAAAAAABZ8/SFCbaODJMa4/s1600-h/21032008929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201820020653874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-PGHAMpvzI/AAAAAAAABZ8/SFCbaODJMa4/s200/21032008929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe I should start my supp revision now ? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw, please note that I've changed my email : &lt;a href="mailto:natalie.erika@hotmail.com"&gt;natalie.erika@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; ! Removing unknowns nd twitty people. Not many seem to have realised despite my personal msg on msn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1570004219327008803?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1570004219327008803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1570004219327008803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-mouth-is-dry-with-words-i-cannot.html' title='My mouth is dry with words I cannot verbalize.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-PGFAMpvxI/AAAAAAAABZs/hkkAbwsnoaU/s72-c/21032008908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-764818363677119503</id><published>2008-03-19T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:51:00.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a red cherry on th top.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-IXHwMpvwI/AAAAAAAABZk/cV0vM7bNSf0/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179727943393984258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-IXHwMpvwI/AAAAAAAABZk/cV0vM7bNSf0/s200/DSC01050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; that's al I needed to know from you. Reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;Thnk you hunn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw. Back to MTV.com because I fancy shows like those. I'm so very addicted. &lt;strong&gt;A shot at love with Tila Tequila&lt;/strong&gt;, Danni's hott stuff. I know right ? I need (repeat need) to catch up alot. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I missed out some episodes on &lt;strong&gt;Laguna Beach&lt;/strong&gt; eons back then. &lt;strong&gt;Th Hills&lt;/strong&gt; is waiting for me too. Etc etc. &lt;strong&gt;Gossip Girls&lt;/strong&gt;, anyone ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-764818363677119503?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/764818363677119503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/764818363677119503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/with-red-cherry-on-th-top.html' title='With a red cherry on th top.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-IXHwMpvwI/AAAAAAAABZk/cV0vM7bNSf0/s72-c/DSC01050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5828975347070044317</id><published>2008-03-19T18:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:07:53.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch a falling star nd put it in your pocket.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Found out that it wasn't a teacher who texted me on revision lec's afternoon, but Guangming. Phew. So like, he nd Shahir flunked their pprs too. Lol. I'll see them next week for th supp examination then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Business Statistics BLO1001&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Mar 08 (Tue) 09:30 - 11:30&lt;br /&gt;BS26-03-13/14 ; Seat 33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At al chance, never let it fade away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5828975347070044317?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5828975347070044317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5828975347070044317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/catch-falling-star-nd-put-it-in-your.html' title='Catch a falling star nd put it in your pocket.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7145530443894060386</id><published>2008-03-19T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:49:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's nine in th afternoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's it. I've had enough of restrictions. Shan't be bothered about criticisms no more. If I keep shutting my thoughts inside my mind, I'd burst I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I srsly hate it when people assume stuff about me. It's my feelings you're messing around with alright ? It gets me agitated nd annoyed. How they say I always think too much or tripping over nothing. Too sensitive. Being emotional most of th time. They just don't get me do they ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A long chunk of words. I suppose it didn't get through you al.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Effing fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7145530443894060386?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7145530443894060386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7145530443894060386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-nine-in-th-afternoon.html' title='It&apos;s nine in th afternoon.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3794679303757751175</id><published>2008-03-18T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:23:08.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I deserve my respect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Affected by people's judgement nd gossips, I've to be cautious of what I have to say, not being too sensitive or serious over issues, which defeats th whole purpose of having a blog to rant about my personal life or take note of random events that happened. I just can't expose too much or show my pov on everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's alot on my mind, nd putting it into words isn't as easy as it seems. I'd try to, but even so, some stuff would just be kept aside as secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3794679303757751175?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3794679303757751175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3794679303757751175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-deserve-my-respect.html' title='I deserve my respect.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-381598720096828599</id><published>2008-03-18T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:27:55.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday well-wishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 17TH TO CLARISSA &amp;amp; TELLA !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH TO DENYSE &amp;amp; FEEBIE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-381598720096828599?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/381598720096828599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/381598720096828599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-well-wishes.html' title='Birthday well-wishes.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-837036302698662888</id><published>2008-03-17T20:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:09:05.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You must be tired because you've been running through my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th house was measured up for value on Saturday morning. Everything looks really neat now I suppose. It's a definite that we're selling out. Oh well ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Junkfood for lunch nd dinner over at boyf's place. &lt;strong&gt;Bewitched&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Th Devel Wears Prada&lt;/strong&gt; for dvds. Whipped up potato wedges, ebi tempuras nd pancakes topped with ice-cream nd apples !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R99Ace1T2-I/AAAAAAAABY8/rcBd5Mnl084/s1600-h/15032008884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178928954556537826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R99Ace1T2-I/AAAAAAAABY8/rcBd5Mnl084/s200/15032008884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R99Ac-1T2_I/AAAAAAAABZE/hqA9gi4ZXmc/s1600-h/15032008889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178928963146472434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R99Ac-1T2_I/AAAAAAAABZE/hqA9gi4ZXmc/s200/15032008889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sarah's birthday bbq yesterday night at Costa Sands. Pretty much enjoyed ourselves. Her birthday cake was srsly good ! Pure &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; layers with crisp base. It can either be described as heavenly or sinful. Hahaha. Okay, got hold of some snapshots from th surprise chalet. Played indian poker with absolut mix, hilarious time with such nice people ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-EuHu1T3BI/AAAAAAAABZU/IPEs1f4Uuuc/s1600-h/DSC01496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179471756818373650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-EuHu1T3BI/AAAAAAAABZU/IPEs1f4Uuuc/s200/DSC01496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-EuIO1T3CI/AAAAAAAABZc/vba4bfaxDkg/s1600-h/DSC01495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179471765408308258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R-EuIO1T3CI/AAAAAAAABZc/vba4bfaxDkg/s200/DSC01495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R99Ac-1T3AI/AAAAAAAABZM/m_bXyTosHdo/s1600-h/16032008894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178928963146472450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R99Ac-1T3AI/AAAAAAAABZM/m_bXyTosHdo/s200/16032008894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But boyf got drunk nd he puked ? Left at around 2am. Had to walk him al th way home from DTE, nd ended up staying over instead because I was so tired with giddy spells. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Banana&lt;/span&gt; pancakes as breakfast for a change ! Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today. Stuck at home on a Monday evening. Didn't attend revision lecture. Didn't meet up with my classmates at town. Didn't go for Scythia's bbq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's alr close to nine, haven't had my dinner. Boyf's gnna accompany me over at 24hour ltr !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-837036302698662888?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/837036302698662888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/837036302698662888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-must-be-tired-because-youve-been.html' title='You must be tired because you&apos;ve been running through my mind.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R99Ace1T2-I/AAAAAAAABY8/rcBd5Mnl084/s72-c/15032008884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6488694121830328261</id><published>2008-03-15T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:09:10.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing your hearts away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Jaslyn in th afternoon ! Talks. Talks. Talks. Trained down to Tanjong Pagar's Kelly Services while munching on my &lt;u&gt;CottagePie&lt;/u&gt;'s miniatures. Back to DTE, enquired th outlet for job vacancies, saw &lt;strong&gt;Garfield &amp;amp; Friends&lt;/strong&gt; ! Then waffles from &lt;u&gt;Waffle Factory&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOO1T21I/AAAAAAAABX0/ahV7IokiESg/s1600-h/14032008847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177814904464464722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOO1T21I/AAAAAAAABX0/ahV7IokiESg/s200/14032008847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOe1T22I/AAAAAAAABX8/Ep9sDGjXMG8/s1600-h/14032008848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177814908759432034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOe1T22I/AAAAAAAABX8/Ep9sDGjXMG8/s200/14032008848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shir asked me out in th evening ! Favourite girl was pretty annoyed over some matters. If I were her, I'd get pretty frustrated too. We sat outside &lt;u&gt;Starbucks&lt;/u&gt;, people watching nd thinking stuff. She brought me to &lt;u&gt;Qiji&lt;/u&gt; for our dinner, I've never eaten there before. Hahaha. Had th &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOu1T23I/AAAAAAAABYE/9wfNfVCqXO0/s1600-h/14032008855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177814913054399346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOu1T23I/AAAAAAAABYE/9wfNfVCqXO0/s200/14032008855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Snapshots are never enough ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOu1T24I/AAAAAAAABYM/_xjCDfXHl58/s1600-h/14032008859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177814913054399362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOu1T24I/AAAAAAAABYM/_xjCDfXHl58/s200/14032008859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLO-1T25I/AAAAAAAABYU/r6WUXbuiDhQ/s1600-h/14032008868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177814917349366674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLO-1T25I/AAAAAAAABYU/r6WUXbuiDhQ/s200/14032008868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLzO1T26I/AAAAAAAABYc/6CRapzDS7vo/s1600-h/DSC01320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177815540119624610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLzO1T26I/AAAAAAAABYc/6CRapzDS7vo/s200/DSC01320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLze1T27I/AAAAAAAABYk/R9et11N9siQ/s1600-h/DSC01325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177815544414591922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLze1T27I/AAAAAAAABYk/R9et11N9siQ/s200/DSC01325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walked around th malls, who bothers why people were staring. Played at th top level atrium, exciting aye ! We got pretty high, sang silly songs, reminicing th good ol school days. Thinking about it makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tL0-1T28I/AAAAAAAABYs/wa5FydFSKpE/s1600-h/DSC01333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177815570184395714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tL0-1T28I/AAAAAAAABYs/wa5FydFSKpE/s200/DSC01333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tL1O1T29I/AAAAAAAABY0/Bt_Zb9Tg3l8/s1600-h/DSC01331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177815574479363026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tL1O1T29I/AAAAAAAABY0/Bt_Zb9Tg3l8/s200/DSC01331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cindy, remember our chinese version for Pussycat Doll's Buttons ? Lollll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw. Mum's trading in th spare N90, so I'll be stuck with some lkk hfone till she gets me another. Which is srsly terrible, as there's like no camera ? I doubt there's even th bluetooth fuction. Oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS. I LOVE YOU SHIR ! HUGS &amp;amp; KISSES.&lt;br /&gt;PS PS. BOYF, YOU KNOW YOU DON'T HAVE TO GET JEALOUS ALRIGHT (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6488694121830328261?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6488694121830328261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6488694121830328261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/swing-your-hearts-away.html' title='Swing your hearts away.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9tLOO1T21I/AAAAAAAABX0/ahV7IokiESg/s72-c/14032008847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7414185793747307427</id><published>2008-03-14T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:54:09.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a pocket full of sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear prettyful smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9l3q-1T2mI/AAAAAAAABVE/J7j3KtSGVjg/s1600-h/sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177300826943904354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9l3q-1T2mI/AAAAAAAABVE/J7j3KtSGVjg/s320/sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enjoy your eighteenth birthday nd al ! Hugs (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7414185793747307427?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7414185793747307427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7414185793747307427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/got-pocket-full-of-sunshine.html' title='Got a pocket full of sunshine.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9l3q-1T2mI/AAAAAAAABVE/J7j3KtSGVjg/s72-c/sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7072022117486826620</id><published>2008-03-13T22:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:46:30.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another trend statement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why. Is. It. That. So. Many. Are. Moving. Over. To. El-Jay ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends. Communities. Privates. Publics. Entries with cuts nd are image-heavy, they amuse me. Okayyyy, add me over at &lt;strong&gt;natalierants&lt;/strong&gt; so that I'm able to catch up on stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7072022117486826620?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7072022117486826620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7072022117486826620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-trend-statement.html' title='Another trend statement.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-4898442675632184488</id><published>2008-03-13T19:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:09:00.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th stars will shine for you, yes you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pitter patter. Sloshing my flipflops in th huge puddles of rain water. Flashing my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Disney Princesses&lt;/span&gt; umbrella on th roads. Weather has been really awful these few days. It makes me annoyed ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gym sessions were cancelled. Junkfood nd takeaways almost everyday. Eat nd eat nd eat. &lt;u&gt;Xinwang's HK Cafe&lt;/u&gt; for today's late lunch with boyf. We had Pork Chop Ramen, Eel Hot Pot Porridge, Har Gao, Gyoza Dumplings &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mango Snow Ice &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9kXyu1T2iI/AAAAAAAABTA/-oq60ORM_vI/s1600-h/DSC04911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177195406971623970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9kXyu1T2iI/AAAAAAAABTA/-oq60ORM_vI/s200/DSC04911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9kXzu1T2jI/AAAAAAAABTI/fT4iMGaFqmA/s1600-h/DSC04913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177195424151493170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9kXzu1T2jI/AAAAAAAABTI/fT4iMGaFqmA/s200/DSC04913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9kkH-1T2kI/AAAAAAAABTY/MUBg_MV0rd8/s1600-h/DSC04915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177208966183377474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9kkH-1T2kI/AAAAAAAABTY/MUBg_MV0rd8/s200/DSC04915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know right ? It's such a cold day nd we're having ice dessert. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So like. Results were sent out via text yesterday afternoon. I'm utterly disappointed with myself. GPA below 2.0 with borderline grades. As predicted, I failed th Business Statistics ppr. Revison's on this Monday, supp date not yet announced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Despite knowing that maybe I could have managed better, I think I srsly chose th wrong course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-4898442675632184488?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4898442675632184488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/4898442675632184488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/th-stars-will-shine-for-you-yes-you.html' title='Th stars will shine for you, yes you.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9kXyu1T2iI/AAAAAAAABTA/-oq60ORM_vI/s72-c/DSC04911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7768554558713851362</id><published>2008-03-12T06:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:00:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moolahs are such killjoys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. As you can see, I'm still wide awake staring at my laptop screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th file transfer to Ivan is taking too much time. Too much. It. Is. Incredibly. Slow. Well, there's like about 114,000KB left. Why so nice ? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw, sister bought &lt;u&gt;Macs&lt;/u&gt; breakfast in th morning nd left mine beside my bed. Much love !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ck asked me to th movies but dang, I am so broke. Money issues. I've been bored, broke nd bumped out. He wasn't too happy I suppose, said he hated me (rawrrrr).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a lighter note, thnk you &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TRITONWUI&lt;/span&gt; for always letting me rant at you. Like how you remembered me ranting about having a birthday cake for my 17th last year. Although at times you can be such a mean person, I'm srsly very appreciative nd delighted to have you as my friend, just as much as how you're extremely ecstatic to have me as a friend ! Hahaha. So glad we remembered th cellphone story. I am waiting for my treat, mr ! Because I've been nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ps. Don't worry, you'll be able to find an awesomely stunning girl who'd be th right one for you. It's a matter of time !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jaslyn says we'll find a job together tentatively this friday (: We'll see how it goes. I didn't forget our other plans for swimming nd tanning as well !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chener says she missed me again. Aww, WE NEED TO MEET UP, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TARTSY&lt;/span&gt; ! I can't wait alr. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; I can't remember who's Baoloon. It never occured to me that he would even bother to talk to me on msn. Whoopsies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another convo just popped up. OH. TIANZE IS ONLINE AT THIS HOUR. HAHAHA. I've got him to chat with then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7768554558713851362?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7768554558713851362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7768554558713851362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/moolahs-are-such-killjoys.html' title='Moolahs are such killjoys.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6059387211804437264</id><published>2008-03-11T19:16:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:25:53.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It still feels wrong, feels so right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Out with boyf yesterday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9dMMu1T2hI/AAAAAAAABS4/M27Xeg2gEOE/s1600-h/DSC04900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176690078299445778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9dMMu1T2hI/AAAAAAAABS4/M27Xeg2gEOE/s200/DSC04900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we had this Mazazu &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;japanese crepe&lt;/span&gt; at Suntec Mall. Assortments to choose from ! Makes me smile (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9dMMO1T2gI/AAAAAAAABSw/y1qUolb_qzc/s1600-h/DSC04902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176690069709511170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9dMMO1T2gI/AAAAAAAABSw/y1qUolb_qzc/s200/DSC04902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9dMLu1T2fI/AAAAAAAABSo/ILjY5xW29Zs/s1600-h/10032008831-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176690061119576562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9dMLu1T2fI/AAAAAAAABSo/ILjY5xW29Zs/s200/10032008831-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Visited grandma at th hospital. Late dinner with th family after that. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Claypot rice&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How people change in a short timeframe.&lt;br /&gt;How bestfs can fall for each other, no one's to blame.&lt;br /&gt;How unpredictable life can be.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff like this makes me worry.&lt;br /&gt;Can't be eradicated with just th delete key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mixed feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another environment for year two. I'll be moving house in a few mths or so. Somewhere that wouldn't be as nice. It's disappointing to have to face reality sometimes. Financial situation's gotten worse. Famm quarrels still th same. Relationship that is bound to be put to th test. Friends that come nd go. A phone line that they don't always call or text to. When I get so sensitive over everything. &amp;amp; everything seems so out of hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My friend tells me to "cheer up luh nat, don't think so much okay" because "that's life" nd "life'd be fun" ltr, so I should "concentrate on studying now".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Says that "its either you make it work good and be optimistic" or "you make it look bad and be pessimistic". I think I'd like th latter, though I'm very much like th other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright then. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;, that should be my happy pill. Tell me where I can find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over to PostSecret now. I'm a hippie girllll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6059387211804437264?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6059387211804437264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6059387211804437264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/out-with-boyf-yesterday-afternoon.html' title='It still feels wrong, feels so right.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9dMMu1T2hI/AAAAAAAABS4/M27Xeg2gEOE/s72-c/DSC04900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1588935399560825663</id><published>2008-03-11T13:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T17:29:23.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn ratings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been catching th movies lately. I am oh-so-har-pee ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Ah Loong Pte Ltd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This was like wayyyy back last mth I think. A light-hearted local comedy without much expectations. Despite many negative criticisms it, Mark Lee's acting was hilarious ! Good laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Th Leap Years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every Febraury 29th ? Will he show ? Will she wait ? Keep chasing. Personally, I think it has a very good storyline nd feel, could srsly be th best local production. It reflects on one's perseverance for love. Th quotes in th different scenes ? Meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"It is not in th stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves"&lt;br /&gt;"It's better to be loved then lost, than not being loved at all"&lt;br /&gt;"You're everything that I've dream of and everything that was wrong"&lt;br /&gt;"In three words, I can sum up everything I've learnt about life : it goes on"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; I like th music too. Tearing nd getting al emotional. Another heartwarming nd romantic movie that is comparable to &lt;strong&gt;PS. I Love You&lt;/strong&gt;. Highly recommended !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;10,000 BC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Evolet has really captivating, pretty blue eyes that sparkles. Love th visual effects that made it al seem so realistic. Except for th dialouges nd parts of th script. Why don't they use native languages ? &amp;amp; th anti-climax was when D'Leh threw th spear at th huge figure they acknowledged as a god, nd that's how he killed him ? What a flip !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"You are just a little boy."&lt;br /&gt;"Tell them I am older than I look."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somehow or rather, like Apocalypto, but can't meet up to that standard. Moderate impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Step up 2: Th Streets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only scores for th absolutely gorgeous dance moves. Other than that, th movie is pretty boring. Even before you watch it, you'll be able to depict that th ending would be another happily-ever-after, whereby Chase nd Andie falls in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still prefer Channing Tatum. He. Is. So. Hotttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ps. Anyone has th DVD for &lt;strong&gt;Honey&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Other upcoming movies I wouldn't want to miss :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Away From Her&lt;br /&gt;2. Secret Sunshine (13 Mar)&lt;br /&gt;3. Virgin Territory (27 Mar)&lt;br /&gt;4. Cassandra's Dream (3rd Apr)&lt;br /&gt;5. The Other Boleyn Girl (3rd Apr)&lt;br /&gt;6. Definitely, Maybe (1o Apr)&lt;br /&gt;7. How She Move (17 Apr)&lt;br /&gt;8. Over Her Dead Body (8th May)&lt;br /&gt;9. Sex And The City: The Movie (29th May)&lt;br /&gt;10. Penelope (19th June)&lt;br /&gt;11. The Mummy 3: Tomb Of The Dragon Emperor (24th July)&lt;br /&gt;12. Mamma Mia! (18th September)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1588935399560825663?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1588935399560825663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1588935399560825663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/popcorn-ratings.html' title='Popcorn ratings.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-8037408993300104313</id><published>2008-03-07T21:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:56:28.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone of us are heartbreakers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back home, after 3D2N stay at Costa Sands Resort ! Snapshots would be able to interpret what we've been up to for these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ben&amp;amp;Jerry&lt;/u&gt;'s after dinner on th first night. Two scoops in a chocolate waffle cone, how sinful ! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FR0O1T2SI/AAAAAAAABRA/xzQGgRbSxAA/s1600-h/DSC04832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175007404602153250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FR0O1T2SI/AAAAAAAABRA/xzQGgRbSxAA/s200/DSC04832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a huge tiff yesterday morning, went on our seperate afternoon, but everything's alright after. We trained over to Suntec in th evening, wanted to catch a movie but to no avail. So we went to have some fancy eggtarts, really nice bites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FR6O1T2VI/AAAAAAAABRY/EVbAn45TchQ/s1600-h/DSC04834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175007507681368402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FR6O1T2VI/AAAAAAAABRY/EVbAn45TchQ/s200/DSC04834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He brought me to &lt;u&gt;Crystal Jade&lt;/u&gt; because I've always wanted to ! I know I'm missing out on such good dimsums. Like omgggg. We indulged in a few delicacies. My favourite would be th Chicken &amp;amp; Mushroom Soup Dumplings, nd of course th Little Dragon Dumplings (Xiao Long Bao) :D I really like those !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FeS-1T2bI/AAAAAAAABSI/bSqw17doVY8/s1600-h/DSC04844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175021127022664114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FeS-1T2bI/AAAAAAAABSI/bSqw17doVY8/s200/DSC04844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FeU-1T2cI/AAAAAAAABSQ/0-DLDL5evwo/s1600-h/DSC04845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175021161382402498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FeU-1T2cI/AAAAAAAABSQ/0-DLDL5evwo/s200/DSC04845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went back to th chalet for our little supper after Carrefour (this is why I can't go on a diet ?). Didn't drink up al th beers nd alcohols because we were too full from th junkfood nd dinner. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FXC-1T2WI/AAAAAAAABRg/5r24EOntOR8/s1600-h/DSC04851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175013155563362658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FXC-1T2WI/AAAAAAAABRg/5r24EOntOR8/s200/DSC04851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FXEu1T2XI/AAAAAAAABRo/k13zsCB4cOw/s1600-h/DSC04853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175013185628133746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FXEu1T2XI/AAAAAAAABRo/k13zsCB4cOw/s200/DSC04853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Checked-out in th afternoon today, gymmed together at Aranda Country Club again (will be heading there often !) nd suana after that. Korean cuisine at th food court for lunch, I'm so glad he likes it too. &lt;u&gt;Waffle factory&lt;/u&gt; was not that bad as well, sweet-tooths. Then I had a surprise, why thnk you for th pretty bag I've been eyeing on (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FR1-1T2UI/AAAAAAAABRQ/IcD-cdl254w/s1600-h/DSC04897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175007434666924354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FR1-1T2UI/AAAAAAAABRQ/IcD-cdl254w/s200/DSC04897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FeVe1T2dI/AAAAAAAABSY/1Pa4RF9cFMU/s1600-h/DSC04898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175021169972337106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FeVe1T2dI/AAAAAAAABSY/1Pa4RF9cFMU/s200/DSC04898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heart-to-heart talks, no matter how hard or awkward it may seem. I've been trying to accept it alr. There are times then, that thoughts run through my mind constantly about them. But I can srsly say that it's time I'd let those horrible stuff be left aside, we'll move on from insecurities nd hurt. As long as we don't reminise back, I'll be able to promise you that. You should know. We're able to hold on to our relationship because we made it work out. Being appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FXI-1T2aI/AAAAAAAABSA/EBkTaK_Gfic/s1600-h/DSC04860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175013258642577826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FXI-1T2aI/AAAAAAAABSA/EBkTaK_Gfic/s200/DSC04860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thnk you, I've found love. Thnk God, I found you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I've heartbreaks too many a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-8037408993300104313?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8037408993300104313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8037408993300104313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/everyone-of-us-are-heartbreakers.html' title='Everyone of us are heartbreakers.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R9FR0O1T2SI/AAAAAAAABRA/xzQGgRbSxAA/s72-c/DSC04832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7358308020617257041</id><published>2008-03-05T11:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T12:42:16.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more empty promises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Yes Natalie. My love for you is fading."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, my boyf said that. I've lost my Warren, th one who never fails to make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Th last thing I knew I was crying so hard, it hurts. Inflicted pain. I needed someone. I cried for Chener. Cried for Shirleen. But somehow they weren't there. Again, I realised I don't have my hfone. I'm so thnkful I've got other friends to talk to though. Huiying. Jaslyn. Dominic. Caught by random surprises, I was srsly glad for their concern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But at 12.30am, he came up to my house nd apologised. He read my letter, took his presents nd then gave me a hug. Said I've never changed, it was just him. Said that my Warren is back, th one who never fails to make me smile. I had doubts, nd I knew he went for a few puffs. It made my heart ache, why. do. such. silly. stuffs. to. get. back. at. me ? I wanted to hate him for that. Idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He promised never to make my tears fall again. Never to hurt me. Never to shout or hurl vulgarities at me. Promised that he'll make me trust him again, no matter what it takes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is th third time I'm forgiving him. Hunn, remember : No more empty promises. Ilysm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R84kZygQ4oI/AAAAAAAABQ4/BKq8MQ160bY/s1600-h/DSC00852+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174113047367705218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R84kZygQ4oI/AAAAAAAABQ4/BKq8MQ160bY/s200/DSC00852+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 9TH MONTHS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ps. Everything should be alright now uh ? I know you love th prata we cooked yesterday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7358308020617257041?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7358308020617257041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7358308020617257041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-more-empty-promises.html' title='No more empty promises.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R84kZygQ4oI/AAAAAAAABQ4/BKq8MQ160bY/s72-c/DSC00852+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7361247087486299455</id><published>2008-03-04T21:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:48:04.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little more appreciation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R81YhSc5jqI/AAAAAAAABQw/BtbBXyu3Ks0/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173888875830546082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R81YhSc5jqI/AAAAAAAABQw/BtbBXyu3Ks0/s200/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life hasn't been going smooth lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lost my hfone yesterday night. We wanted to eat at block85, went al th way there, but it was closed for two days. My mum isn't too happy when I called, telling her to cancel my line. Well, her birthday's today btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boyf nd I quarrelled alot too. So like he couldnt tolerate anymore, he left. Tears fall, I went out of th house for walks. Wanting to call someone. But I realised I don't have my hfone. Why that's nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haven't found a job for th break. Maybe I'll try again another time. Anyone ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's not a big deal uh. Others wouldn't want to know sad stuff. Don't worry, I'm alright (: I'm so happy because I haven't talked much alr. By my own, I'm a bestf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've skipped dinner for two nights alr. No appetite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7361247087486299455?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7361247087486299455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7361247087486299455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-more-appreciation.html' title='A little more appreciation.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R81YhSc5jqI/AAAAAAAABQw/BtbBXyu3Ks0/s72-c/DSC00883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-8937147127859912704</id><published>2008-03-03T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:02:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Edited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, he looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, he talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, he walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, he looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-8937147127859912704?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8937147127859912704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/8937147127859912704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/teardrops-on-my-guitar-taylor-swift.html' title='Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5800415055291644436</id><published>2008-03-03T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:55:04.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fake a smile so he won't see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Idk who'd bother reading this personal entry. If you do, please tell him so. Shir. Chener. Abby. Sarah. Whoever (funny thing there's no guy's name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry for not being able to be th perfect girlf. I know I get so out of control at times. Trust me, I'm not insane. I'm not mad. No matter how many times you told your friends that, nd you don't know how hurtful it is. I'm just sensitive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Told you I find it difficult to talk, forcing words makes me feel awkward. It's hard to not be upset over th past mistakes. To not be upset that I'm never going to be good enough. There'll be this  unexplainable feeling you'd have towards those exs. No denial. To not be upset, that those little words you said to me weren't special. Because you told those same lines to them nd other girls as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But thnk you for always trying to give th best to me. Maybe I took everything we had for granted sometimes. But I do reflect back, nd I'd realise my mistakes nd try to make things work out better. But no, I suppose you didn't think so uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wrong for sneaking into your chat logs just now. I've come to know why some says ignorance, sometimes is a bliss. Knowing too much might not be good, but on th other hand it tells th trust you put in me. Oh well. You must be really happy now. You've managed to make my heart ache, my tears fall. Why thnk you once again, I still love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm afraid to talk about my love because someone else's would be much better.&lt;/span&gt;" - Post Secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hunn, I'm with you. Even though I might not show it. Ask me questions, I'll definitely tell you more now. You're still sleeping, laughing in your dreams somehow (nd I even threw th pillow at your face). There I am beside you crying, not disturbing our lazy afternoon. With love, Natalie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay you woked up alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5800415055291644436?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5800415055291644436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5800415055291644436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-fake-smile-so-he-wont-see.html' title='I fake a smile so he won&apos;t see.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-480117462352878813</id><published>2008-03-01T13:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:57:26.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some self-timer shots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqgcPBR9I/AAAAAAAABQo/JQsgBJA_h38/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172642015090919378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqgcPBR9I/AAAAAAAABQo/JQsgBJA_h38/s200/DSC01028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqfsPBR8I/AAAAAAAABQg/J85yyleyyMY/s1600-h/DSC00918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172642002206017474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqfsPBR8I/AAAAAAAABQg/J85yyleyyMY/s200/DSC00918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqe8PBR7I/AAAAAAAABQY/IaE1yr8pehs/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172641989321115570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqe8PBR7I/AAAAAAAABQY/IaE1yr8pehs/s200/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqeMPBR6I/AAAAAAAABQQ/I0DAbcxzTFs/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172641976436213666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqeMPBR6I/AAAAAAAABQQ/I0DAbcxzTFs/s200/DSC00919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'd get up in th morning, look at myself in th mirror, not a pretty sight still. Switch on my laptop nd stare at th screen. Is there really anyone I can talk to ? &amp;amp; perhaps I have problems with emotions. Frustrated with myself. Crashing down. I think about them till my head hurts from spinning nd I feel empty. Then back to sleep thinking everything's fine. But no, it doesn't work that way. How depressing. Like a song playing on repeat. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My different facades. Bottle it up, laugh, smile nd move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-480117462352878813?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/480117462352878813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/480117462352878813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-self-timer-shots.html' title='Some self-timer shots.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jqgcPBR9I/AAAAAAAABQo/JQsgBJA_h38/s72-c/DSC01028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5770631028141216418</id><published>2008-03-01T10:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T14:31:50.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's some hot stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soup Spoon&lt;/u&gt; with Jaslyn, Beefy nd Syy at Paragon yesterday night. Snapple's &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kiwi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Strawberry&lt;/span&gt; is love !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jFycPBR1I/AAAAAAAABPo/jKrLnek6oho/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172601642398336850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jFycPBR1I/AAAAAAAABPo/jKrLnek6oho/s200/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We headed off to th Esplanade. Did some catching up with each other. Though it was just a quick get-together, I'm really glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jFzMPBR2I/AAAAAAAABPw/28FvEgiEYsM/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172601655283238754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jFzMPBR2I/AAAAAAAABPw/28FvEgiEYsM/s200/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jF5cPBR4I/AAAAAAAABQA/fPnFiAyueOk/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172601762657421186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jF5cPBR4I/AAAAAAAABQA/fPnFiAyueOk/s200/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jF58PBR5I/AAAAAAAABQI/vBiN7d1vb8Q/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172601771247355794" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jF58PBR5I/AAAAAAAABQI/vBiN7d1vb8Q/s200/DSC00902.JPG" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jF0MPBR3I/AAAAAAAABP4/Cmeu2P6SgGM/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172601672463107954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jF0MPBR3I/AAAAAAAABP4/Cmeu2P6SgGM/s200/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Supper at 24hour. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Char Kway Tiao&lt;/span&gt; nd &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bundung&lt;/span&gt; ! That's about th end of leap day, February 29th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5770631028141216418?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5770631028141216418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5770631028141216418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/03/thats-some-hot-stuff.html' title='That&apos;s some hot stuff.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8jFycPBR1I/AAAAAAAABPo/jKrLnek6oho/s72-c/DSC00894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6062082457245681071</id><published>2008-02-29T11:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:58:31.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a short-term break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last ppr yesterday morning, a rush of people getting cabs. About 30 mins late for exam, but managed to catch up a little. Haha. Met them at Tampines mall for our lunch !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8eRH8PBRzI/AAAAAAAABPY/R8TdGBzauVY/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172262262672541490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8eRH8PBRzI/AAAAAAAABPY/R8TdGBzauVY/s200/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon wee drove a few of us to town after that. Settled at Wisma's &lt;u&gt;Starbucks&lt;/u&gt;, nd I had my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Blueberry Bagel&lt;/span&gt; with th cream cheese ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8eRHsPBRyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/gOfIZXc4G6o/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172262258377574178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8eRHsPBRyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/gOfIZXc4G6o/s200/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had our little talks about school nd everything random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Samuel got me tempted, so we walked over to Fareast for &lt;u&gt;Chippy's&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Fried Mars Bars&lt;/span&gt; ! It's srsly good :D Then we took a bus ride down to Clark Quay for a walk. Dinner at Lau Par Sat. Had satays, stingray, seafood fried rice nd fried you tiaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guangming : NBCB.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Whatttt. Diu leh ah !&lt;br /&gt;Sammy &amp;amp; Soon Wee : -laughters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8eRIMPBR0I/AAAAAAAABPg/LoFLdBYhUk8/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172262266967508802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8eRIMPBR0I/AAAAAAAABPg/LoFLdBYhUk8/s200/DSC00888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; btw, that's Mr Sammy's silly hand in th snapshot. Hilarious cantokkien nonsense nd stuff like that. Trained home after. It's time to stop being silly. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6062082457245681071?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6062082457245681071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6062082457245681071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-short-term-break.html' title='On a short-term break.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8eRH8PBRzI/AAAAAAAABPY/R8TdGBzauVY/s72-c/DSC01032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6030782323878596033</id><published>2008-02-27T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:47:46.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings for ice cream, anyone ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boyf's over. My ds lite has this effing cute game with little bunnies :D He seems very intrigued by it. Haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ob. Business Statistics. Macroeconomics. Marketing. Difficult pprs. Maybe I didn't do much revision that's why. How's it ? Made me walk out. Feeling ? Awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 down, 1 more to go. Business Accountings tomorrow will be horrible as well. Supp pprs won't be a surprise. I've promised to get better results for year two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't wait for Friday. School break, need lots of catching up nd al.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw, takeaways for dinner from school. Met Fai abang at th bus stop, asked if I went to th market. It was so embarrassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rawrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6030782323878596033?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6030782323878596033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6030782323878596033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/cravings-for-ice-cream-anyone.html' title='Cravings for ice cream, anyone ?'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-5187238257040063816</id><published>2008-02-25T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:43:29.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spin me a carousel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8VhgFsa8OI/AAAAAAAABOI/TF7oFodSocI/s1600-h/carousel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171646951017083106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8VhgFsa8OI/AAAAAAAABOI/TF7oFodSocI/s320/carousel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My childhood favourite. Yes, carousels. Those pretty lightings nd horses made me smile. It's not always I get to ride on one. Whirls of cheap joys. Can I experience it again ? I'd trade anything for that. I would like to. I would love to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What I have now is a whirl of mess instead. Maybe it's me. Idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-5187238257040063816?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5187238257040063816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/5187238257040063816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/spin-me-carousel.html' title='Spin me a carousel.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R8VhgFsa8OI/AAAAAAAABOI/TF7oFodSocI/s72-c/carousel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-7399373373296533974</id><published>2008-02-25T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:07:56.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If dreams don't go th sweet way ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If wished seem too empty to hold on to ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If life is like a dry well ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, I won't let you fall but hold your hand through it (:"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aloha. Yes, everythings should be alright now. Thnks for th late night talk we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-7399373373296533974?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7399373373296533974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/7399373373296533974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-favourite-girl.html' title='My favourite girl.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1389795289602868511</id><published>2008-02-24T16:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:16:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love built to last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For one, I was never selfish with my love. Another, I have my reasons for getting frustrated nd upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish we never had to hurt. Confusement. Headaches. A rush of emotions. Hush, that's enough of tears for now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So there, I've sent over those pictures. I don't owe you else alr, do I ? Lets take another step, hunn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1389795289602868511?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1389795289602868511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1389795289602868511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-built-to-last.html' title='Love built to last.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2524075757667021492</id><published>2008-02-22T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:12:03.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts al over th world tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched &lt;strong&gt;200 Pounds Beauty&lt;/strong&gt; on th teevee. It's nice, I'll give it 3 out of 5 popcorns. But I still prefer &lt;strong&gt;Windstruck&lt;/strong&gt;. My al time favourite. Haha ! Korean movies, tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2524075757667021492?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2524075757667021492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2524075757667021492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/hearts-al-over-th-world-tonight.html' title='Hearts al over th world tonight.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2824116526169625926</id><published>2008-02-17T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:55:44.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mogu Mogu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brought boyf to Fareast Plaza to try th new japanese outlet there yesterday. Th bento sets were really cute ! Had &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cheeky Chick&lt;/span&gt; nd &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Callie Pillar&lt;/span&gt;. But note that you'll be paying for th appeal rather than th proportion !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pO1sa8LI/AAAAAAAABNw/chFtIx-tszA/s1600-h/DSC04754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170036969641275570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pO1sa8LI/AAAAAAAABNw/chFtIx-tszA/s200/DSC04754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pOlsa8KI/AAAAAAAABNo/MPTN8UqXyes/s1600-h/DSC04752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170036965346308258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pOlsa8KI/AAAAAAAABNo/MPTN8UqXyes/s200/DSC04752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pPFsa8MI/AAAAAAAABN4/fahHEOc0dCY/s1600-h/DSC04758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170036973936242882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pPFsa8MI/AAAAAAAABN4/fahHEOc0dCY/s200/DSC04758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pPFsa8NI/AAAAAAAABOA/Cd448xTlkxI/s1600-h/DSC04759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170036973936242898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pPFsa8NI/AAAAAAAABOA/Cd448xTlkxI/s200/DSC04759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2824116526169625926?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2824116526169625926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2824116526169625926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/mogu-mogu.html' title='Mogu Mogu.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-pO1sa8LI/AAAAAAAABNw/chFtIx-tszA/s72-c/DSC04754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-750171853852052265</id><published>2008-02-15T18:54:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:54:24.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be my valentine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Surprise surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c41sa7-I/AAAAAAAABMA/CVqjfk0xTyk/s1600-h/DSC04676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170023397544620002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c41sa7-I/AAAAAAAABMA/CVqjfk0xTyk/s200/DSC04676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Took me time nd effort to fix up everything that is needed. An almost-perfect view from his home. Somehow th candles only lit up for a few seconds though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c4lsa79I/AAAAAAAABL4/gPSqvLDuFWY/s1600-h/DSC04669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170023393249652690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c4lsa79I/AAAAAAAABL4/gPSqvLDuFWY/s200/DSC04669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had our little supper up there at about 2am. Sushis nd salmon sashimi I bought earlier. Contentment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-d01sa8DI/AAAAAAAABMs/tIeeTyw4d2E/s1600-h/DSC04679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170024428336771122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-d01sa8DI/AAAAAAAABMs/tIeeTyw4d2E/s200/DSC04679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Snapshots nd exchange of gifts in school with th girls. Thnks alot for th letter, chocolates nd big rose !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-d1Fsa8EI/AAAAAAAABM0/zMTwXklPARo/s1600-h/DSC04685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170024432631738434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-d1Fsa8EI/AAAAAAAABM0/zMTwXklPARo/s200/DSC04685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boyf came to pick me up from school. We cabbed to town area, had high tea buffet at a japanese restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c5Fsa7_I/AAAAAAAABMI/Yc94hYTWolI/s1600-h/DSC04710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170023401839587314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c5Fsa7_I/AAAAAAAABMI/Yc94hYTWolI/s200/DSC04710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-l21sa8JI/AAAAAAAABNg/SHAistqH2TQ/s1600-h/DSC04715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170033258789531794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-l21sa8JI/AAAAAAAABNg/SHAistqH2TQ/s200/DSC04715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caught &lt;strong&gt;'Ps. I love you'&lt;/strong&gt; at Th Cathay. So glad he booked it early (: Anw, th storyline was a little different from th book (which personally is much preferred), but it's seriously bittersweet.Then took prints at th Heeren nd cabbed to Harbourfront for SENTOSA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c5lsa8BI/AAAAAAAABMY/4GygoHvEmic/s1600-h/DSC04723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170023410429521938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c5lsa8BI/AAAAAAAABMY/4GygoHvEmic/s200/DSC04723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A night picnic with a beautiful view. &amp;amp; we also had &lt;u&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/u&gt;'s cheesecake nd junkfood. I really love it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-d0lsa8CI/AAAAAAAABMk/PORbrh1IY28/s1600-h/DSC04747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170024424041803810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-d0lsa8CI/AAAAAAAABMk/PORbrh1IY28/s200/DSC04747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thnk you, my dear boyf, for making my day special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-750171853852052265?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/750171853852052265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/750171853852052265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/be-my-valentine.html' title='Be my valentine.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-c41sa7-I/AAAAAAAABMA/CVqjfk0xTyk/s72-c/DSC04676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-395548264351515809</id><published>2008-02-13T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:59:37.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovers at Starbucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;How can we resist th food nd beverages there ? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My preference : Ultimately Java Chip Frappe nd Mocha Frappe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Blueberry Bagels at anytime, please ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jhFsa8FI/AAAAAAAABM8/y10xphN3KR0/s1600-h/DSC04584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170030686104121426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jhFsa8FI/AAAAAAAABM8/y10xphN3KR0/s200/DSC04584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jhVsa8GI/AAAAAAAABNE/YzceDOLCPAw/s1600-h/DSC04585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170030690399088738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jhVsa8GI/AAAAAAAABNE/YzceDOLCPAw/s200/DSC04585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jhlsa8HI/AAAAAAAABNM/1udkghL79tE/s1600-h/DSC04587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170030694694056050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jhlsa8HI/AAAAAAAABNM/1udkghL79tE/s200/DSC04587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jh1sa8II/AAAAAAAABNU/eIna7Pke8ew/s1600-h/DSC04588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170030698989023362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jh1sa8II/AAAAAAAABNU/eIna7Pke8ew/s200/DSC04588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bite. Bite. Bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-395548264351515809?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/395548264351515809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/395548264351515809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/lovers-at-starbucks.html' title='Lovers at Starbucks.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-jhFsa8FI/AAAAAAAABM8/y10xphN3KR0/s72-c/DSC04584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-2870601564948332348</id><published>2008-02-12T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:59:11.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dollies out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So met up with my favourite girl for dinner yesterday at Tampines mall. Say hello to Elmo nd Cookie Monster :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-NKFsa7zI/AAAAAAAABJ8/7M24btZgN2k/s1600-h/DSC01012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170006101711318834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-NKFsa7zI/AAAAAAAABJ8/7M24btZgN2k/s200/DSC01012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-NKVsa70I/AAAAAAAABKE/kcPH5Dxh5zA/s1600-h/DSC01015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170006106006286146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-NKVsa70I/AAAAAAAABKE/kcPH5Dxh5zA/s200/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-2870601564948332348?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2870601564948332348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/2870601564948332348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/dollies-out.html' title='Dollies out.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-NKFsa7zI/AAAAAAAABJ8/7M24btZgN2k/s72-c/DSC01012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-3606601212152910698</id><published>2008-02-11T21:23:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:11:39.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingchong lunar events.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gong hei fat choyyyy !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steamboat with th famm at night's eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Ul1sa73I/AAAAAAAABLI/8XqFN_bmERI/s1600-h/DSC04476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170014275034083186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Ul1sa73I/AAAAAAAABLI/8XqFN_bmERI/s200/DSC04476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went with boyf nd his famm for visiting on th first day. Lou hey-ed nd gambled cards with them. Blackjack, doubles nd indian poker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Xxlsa76I/AAAAAAAABLg/R259AQGHHRA/s1600-h/DSC04517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170017775432429474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Xxlsa76I/AAAAAAAABLg/R259AQGHHRA/s200/DSC04517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-XyVsa77I/AAAAAAAABLo/DNgugRhltB8/s1600-h/DSC04521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170017788317331378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-XyVsa77I/AAAAAAAABLo/DNgugRhltB8/s200/DSC04521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over at grandparents' house in Tiong Bahru for lunch on th second day. Daddy's cooking is delicious, I love his ko-lo-yok (sweet&amp;amp;sour meat) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-UmVsa74I/AAAAAAAABLQ/h54ZIPP7Rmk/s1600-h/DSC04537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170014283624017794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-UmVsa74I/AAAAAAAABLQ/h54ZIPP7Rmk/s200/DSC04537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with my favourite girl for shopping in th afternoon. Then trained down to Raffles Place, Syy joined us for KTV session till 11pm ! Woahwoahwoah :D Anw, we ordered pizzas for dinner. It was seriously good stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Ullsa72I/AAAAAAAABLA/ha7sdvkLz9E/s1600-h/DSC04623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170014270739115874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Ullsa72I/AAAAAAAABLA/ha7sdvkLz9E/s200/DSC04623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday morning at church. Met Warren nd his famm after that, had our lunch at his relative's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Xylsa78I/AAAAAAAABLw/woUMZzA9YYk/s1600-h/DSC04630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170017792612298690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Xylsa78I/AAAAAAAABLw/woUMZzA9YYk/s200/DSC04630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went over to Johor Bahru to visit his uncle's famm for buffet dinner. Such a big bungalow house, I would love to live in one of those too. Got to see close-up fireworks nd firecrackers at their place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Um1sa75I/AAAAAAAABLY/SpWbkhmwRWA/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170014292213952402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Um1sa75I/AAAAAAAABLY/SpWbkhmwRWA/s200/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Huat ah huat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-3606601212152910698?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3606601212152910698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/3606601212152910698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunar-events.html' title='Chingchong lunar events.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwcITjZniP0/R7-Ul1sa73I/AAAAAAAABLI/8XqFN_bmERI/s72-c/DSC04476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-1867728146811029656</id><published>2008-02-04T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:19:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's hot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vintage &lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Of or relating to a vintage.&lt;br /&gt;2. Old-fashioned or obsolete.&lt;br /&gt;3. Characterized by excellence and enduring appeal; classic.&lt;br /&gt;4. The high quality of a past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beaute &lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In french, for beauty.&lt;br /&gt;2. For one that is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;3. A quality that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;3. An outstanding example of its kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-1867728146811029656?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1867728146811029656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/1867728146811029656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/02/thats-hot.html' title='That&apos;s hot.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142272428753267535.post-6596171365621725168</id><published>2008-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:42:35.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th girl who loves, nd loved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Natalie Erika&lt;br /&gt;24th October&lt;br /&gt;Temasek Polytechnic Business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Facades :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much an introvert. Not a social butterfly. Still approachable though. I've a short attention span at times. Low self-esteem. Somewhat a perfectionist. Paranoid on issues. Hates disappointments. Indecisive on matters. Can be very lazy. A habit of always being late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Daily dosage :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Kiwi Snapple drink. Junkfood. Eyecandies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Randoms :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I like random stuff. I'm amused easily. I've a huge crush on flowers, especially roses. I don't save moolahs. I'm always broke. Binge like mad. Into makeups. Interested in photography. High fashion on runways. &amp;amp; I fancy people-watching. Hotttt stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Others, which I wouldn't elaborate further. Ask me about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7142272428753267535-6596171365621725168?l=vintagebeaute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6596171365621725168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7142272428753267535/posts/default/6596171365621725168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagebeaute.blogspot.com/2008/05/th-girl-who-loves-nd-loved.html' title='Th girl who loves, nd loved.'/><author><name>blackndpurple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152085625753156346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
