<?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-4075135686902532128</id><updated>2011-11-15T12:05:47.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too young, too proud</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1127831528306511073</id><published>2010-09-23T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:03:15.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY animal</title><content type='html'>Loving Zouk's Ad for this week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;par•ty a•ni•mal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;n&lt;/em&gt;: a species of bipedal primates in the family Hominidae, known for being nocturnal and having good taste in music, with a huge appetite for great fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1127831528306511073?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1127831528306511073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1127831528306511073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1127831528306511073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1127831528306511073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#1127831528306511073' title='PARTY animal'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8025208821354482467</id><published>2010-09-16T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:41:53.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cinta dalam hati translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9w3SSIMIPBg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9w3SSIMIPBg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What a sad song. Read the lyrics (my own english translation below for those who don't understand)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Indonesian)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin ini memang jalan takdirku&lt;br /&gt;mengagumi tanpa dicintai&lt;br /&gt;tak mengapa bagiku&lt;br /&gt;asal kau pun bahagia&lt;br /&gt;dalam hidupmu, dalam hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telah lama ku pendam perasaan itu&lt;br /&gt;menunggu hatimu menyambut diriku&lt;br /&gt;tak mengapa bagiku&lt;br /&gt;cintaimu pun adalah&lt;br /&gt;bahagia untukku, bahagia untukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin kau tahu&lt;br /&gt;diriku di sini menanti dirimu&lt;br /&gt;meski ku tunggu hingga ke hujung waktuku&lt;br /&gt;dah berharap rasa ini kan abadi untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;dan izinkan aku memeluk dirimu kali in saja&lt;br /&gt;tuk ucapkan selamat tinggal untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;dan biarkan rasa ini bahagia untuk sekejap saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(English)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is my fate&lt;br /&gt;to admire without being loved&lt;br /&gt;it's fine for me&lt;br /&gt;as long as you're happy/contented&lt;br /&gt;in/with your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have buried this feeling for very long&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your heart to welcome me&lt;br /&gt;it's fine for me&lt;br /&gt;loving you is also&lt;br /&gt;happiness/contented for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know&lt;br /&gt;i am here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;even if i have to wait till i die&lt;br /&gt;and hoping this feeling will last forever&lt;br /&gt;and please allow me to hold you just this once&lt;br /&gt;to forever say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;and allow my feelings to be elated for just a short while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8025208821354482467?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8025208821354482467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8025208821354482467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8025208821354482467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8025208821354482467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#8025208821354482467' title='cinta dalam hati translation'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7845106984216238023</id><published>2010-09-13T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:02:40.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suara (ku berharap)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;for that one and only who always leave me waiting &amp;amp; wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" height="385" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qk310y_oOxE" frameborder="0" width="480" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Suara dengarkanlah aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Apa khabarnya, pujaan hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aku di sini menunggunya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;masih berharap, di dalam hatinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Suara, dengarkanlah aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Apakah aku, slalu di hatinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aku di sini menunggunya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;masih berharap, di dalam hatinya&lt;/span&gt;&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/4075135686902532128-7845106984216238023?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7845106984216238023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7845106984216238023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7845106984216238023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7845106984216238023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#7845106984216238023' title='suara (ku berharap)'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qk310y_oOxE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4790011572012010004</id><published>2010-09-04T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:17:39.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SteamBoating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR3ic_pGI/AAAAAAAAAso/t3PxJJRmD3M/s1600/SAM_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513058908437980258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR3ic_pGI/AAAAAAAAAso/t3PxJJRmD3M/s200/SAM_0458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR3TuNsRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Nq1foDG8HXY/s1600/SAM_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513058904483672338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR3TuNsRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Nq1foDG8HXY/s200/SAM_0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR2zizb9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/9k3BS7a-fdA/s1600/SAM_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513058895845879762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR2zizb9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/9k3BS7a-fdA/s200/SAM_0444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR2ZlINzI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/BxZ3SdCYFhI/s1600/SAM_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513058888876308274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR2ZlINzI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/BxZ3SdCYFhI/s200/SAM_0439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR16bDN3I/AAAAAAAAAsI/OjMpZ-LDfHU/s1600/SAM_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513058880512538482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR16bDN3I/AAAAAAAAAsI/OjMpZ-LDfHU/s200/SAM_0435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great time yesterday Steam Boating with BFF and others. Everyone was so bloated by the end of the night. Kinda like a belated birthday celebration for Shena. Got her a Coach Wristlet and a Pink Daisy. Hope she likes it as much as I do. And, she created a new iPhone app called iStinks. Hahaha. We're planning to go for a short trip to Batam in November. I can't wait for the short getaway. And for my birthday next year, they're planning on taking me for a trip somewhere. Weeee.. I love my BFF. (issit suppose to be BFFS now?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What suprise me the most was my boss. I end work at 6pm everyday. Yesterday, around 5.15pm, I was kinda bored as I had finished my all my work. So I thought of taking a chance of asking to leave early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Boss, can I ask you something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss:&lt;/strong&gt; yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Issit possible for me to go off early today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I was expecting him to ask why or what time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss:&lt;/strong&gt; ok. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; uh? serious? now...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss:&lt;/strong&gt; ya. see you next week. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4790011572012010004?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4790011572012010004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4790011572012010004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4790011572012010004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4790011572012010004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#4790011572012010004' title='SteamBoating'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/TIJR3ic_pGI/AAAAAAAAAso/t3PxJJRmD3M/s72-c/SAM_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7714274993519194274</id><published>2010-08-30T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:50:09.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls night out with my mamasitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venue: Flyer and Popeyes'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date: 27 August 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With: Shena &amp;amp; Zee (+1 husband)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsa1RGfYFI/AAAAAAAAArg/QRuFc6-VLHo/s1600/SAM_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511028071443947602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsa1RGfYFI/AAAAAAAAArg/QRuFc6-VLHo/s200/SAM_0389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsa0xR1z3I/AAAAAAAAArY/veGl-ChMTYA/s1600/SAM_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511028062901620594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsa0xR1z3I/AAAAAAAAArY/veGl-ChMTYA/s200/SAM_0395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsa0S6SJoI/AAAAAAAAArQ/LwbkyAp-7GU/s1600/SAM_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511028054749750914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsa0S6SJoI/AAAAAAAAArQ/LwbkyAp-7GU/s200/SAM_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsazfb82fI/AAAAAAAAArI/anLeQJAz24c/s1600/SAM_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511028040932317682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsazfb82fI/AAAAAAAAArI/anLeQJAz24c/s200/SAM_0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And over the weekends, I've successfully made Creme Brulee! My favourite desert! It just couldn't taste any better. Everyone's lovin' it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7714274993519194274?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7714274993519194274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7714274993519194274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7714274993519194274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7714274993519194274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#7714274993519194274' title='girls night out with my mamasitas'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THsa1RGfYFI/AAAAAAAAArg/QRuFc6-VLHo/s72-c/SAM_0389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4940544829191888124</id><published>2010-08-26T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:24:59.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>total random shitness!</title><content type='html'>Aite. Haven't been updating in a long long time. All thanks to Facebook and status updates :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much had happened lately. Working all day and sleeping all night. Fasting month's here, so I've been trying my best not to put edible items in my mouth while working.&lt;em&gt; *I can do this!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been meeting up with horny vonnie lately. Taking on 7 years. A friend in need is a friend indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok total random shitness post shall end with some pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509537987678057650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THXPm-gSNLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Uww3SQUpnmw/s200/SAM_0219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509538011235228610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THXPoWQwG8I/AAAAAAAAArA/WtmqHHBaehI/s200/SAM_0325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509537996676477234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THXPngBrMTI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Hvo000sdBwo/s200/SAM_0223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509537991289592130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THXPnL9V2UI/AAAAAAAAAqw/fuWKDlztzs4/s200/SAM_0341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4940544829191888124?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4940544829191888124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4940544829191888124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4940544829191888124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4940544829191888124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#4940544829191888124' title='total random shitness!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THXPm-gSNLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Uww3SQUpnmw/s72-c/SAM_0219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3426997302083394875</id><published>2010-07-20T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:24:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kimizan</title><content type='html'>it's officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the fond memories and exposing me to many thing I didn't know. I wish you will succeed in your career and will definately find someone better out there. Thank you for always trying to understand me either through religious terms, my expressions, my body language and also verbal language. I will always appreciate all that you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue living my life as I normally did, just as I had before we met. Can't say that I can't survive and will die without you coz then I would have died a long time ago. But one thing I know for sure is that I'll miss you.... terribly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3426997302083394875?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3426997302083394875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3426997302083394875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3426997302083394875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3426997302083394875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#3426997302083394875' title='kimizan'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8188627055413996914</id><published>2010-07-15T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:05:56.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miranda Cosgrove - Kissin' U (Official Music Video - HQ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/E65d9SwM6o8/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E65d9SwM6o8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E65d9SwM6o8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8188627055413996914?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8188627055413996914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8188627055413996914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8188627055413996914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8188627055413996914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#8188627055413996914' title='Miranda Cosgrove - Kissin&apos; U (Official Music Video - HQ)'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8379588465566181934</id><published>2010-07-15T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:05:24.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused</title><content type='html'>I think it's best I let it go now then drag it any further.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but it's something I have to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8379588465566181934?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8379588465566181934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8379588465566181934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8379588465566181934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8379588465566181934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#8379588465566181934' title='confused'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8394457508934651386</id><published>2010-06-09T15:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:01:29.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x10 mini &amp; st550</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cdn.cbsi.com.au/story_media/339301410/sony-xperia-x10mini_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.hitechreview.com/uploads/2010/02/Xperia_X10_mini.jpg" /&gt;AHHHH!!! Sayang bought me the X10 mini!! and it's super cute la! and and and, it's red!!&lt;br /&gt;He knows I have been eyeing on it for quite some time and having some problems with my previous phone. Anyways, I told him I'll pay him back in full (or at least half )by next month cause I feel that it is too expensive for a gift. Unless he is a millionaire then I wouldn't mind being pampered to the fullest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.digicamreview.com/samsung_st550/st550_on.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://blog.letsbuyit.com/en/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/samsung-st550.jpg" /&gt; Can't wait to get my ST550. Already paid the downpayment but have yet to collect it as I requested for the purple design and it's currently out of stock. hopefully will get it by this week.&lt;br /&gt;Was meant as gift for Sayang (that's why I chose purple instead of red) but I fell in love with it and have decided to keep it for my own. Anyway girls cam-whore more than guys rite? :) Bought him a Sony MP4 instead since he needs to travel quite a distance now to and from work. So an MP4 will do him justice. At least he can still listen to music even though he forgot to charge his phone. hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8394457508934651386?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8394457508934651386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8394457508934651386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8394457508934651386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8394457508934651386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#8394457508934651386' title='x10 mini &amp; st550'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-9110839873424488475</id><published>2010-06-01T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T13:07:07.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiots!</title><content type='html'>received 2 peculiar calls at work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;call 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot: I have a reservation under Mr ..... for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. I would like to check if it is already cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;me: pardon, under Mr David is it?&lt;br /&gt;idiot: no. Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ramesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ramesh&lt;/span&gt;... yup, it's already cancelled&lt;br /&gt;idiot: and the one under Mr David?&lt;br /&gt;me: Sorry. your reservation is under Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ramesh&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;idiot: yes&lt;br /&gt;me: yes it has already been cancelled&lt;br /&gt;idiot: ya. and the one under Mr David?&lt;br /&gt;me: sorry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; but Mr David's reservation is entirely different from Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ramesh&lt;/span&gt; and my guests do deserve their privacy about their reservations&lt;br /&gt;idiot: oh... bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;call 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach work around 8.45am today and there wasn't any calls till this lady (around 9.45am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot2: I've been calling since 9am and there was no answer! I left voice messages and no one return it!&lt;br /&gt;me: my apologies &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt;, may I know what is it regarding?&lt;br /&gt;idiot2: I have an appointment at 10.30am today&lt;br /&gt;me: (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;? all my colleagues start at 11am) may I know with whom your appointment is?&lt;br /&gt;idiot2: I don't know! don't you all keep records of all your appointments?!&lt;br /&gt;me: my apologies once again, may I know what is your appointment regarding?&lt;br /&gt;idiot2: my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meni&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pedi&lt;/span&gt; session!!&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eeerrmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt;.... this is a restaurant you're calling.&lt;br /&gt;idiot2: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ouh&lt;/span&gt; really? must have gotten the wrong number then.*hang up*&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;?! all that scolding for nothing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I checked the voicemail, there was no new messages... what a day to start with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-9110839873424488475?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/9110839873424488475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=9110839873424488475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/9110839873424488475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/9110839873424488475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#9110839873424488475' title='idiots!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5061099273325095686</id><published>2010-03-21T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:18:18.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>Yay! Hip Hip Hurray for me! I got a job. The pay is high, no more split shifts and I get weekends off! How good is that? Will be starting work on Wednesday. Hopefully everything goes smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm starting to look for a place to rent. Most prolly with my cousin but not too sure bout that. I'm trying to save money as the down payment is not that cheap. Hopefully my new job would be able to give me then financial support that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Off to make full use of my last few holidays befores I start work again! Ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5061099273325095686?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5061099273325095686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5061099273325095686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5061099273325095686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5061099273325095686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#5061099273325095686' title='New Job'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-649041329680831893</id><published>2010-03-11T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:00:01.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Gosh. It's been so long since I last updated my blog. It's so dead. and I bet no one reads this shit. It's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. It's just for me to write whatever I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have finally resigned from my work. Couldn't take the shit anymore. I don't see the whole point of me tiring myself out and doing other's shit when there's no sense of gratitude from anyone at all. And it's not fair that everyone else gets to sleep during split shift hours while I have to answer phone calls. They get paid more, so why am I the one working extra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, when they need an extra hand, I help out as part-timer but now they screw up my pay too? Other part-timers have already received their pay but me. The company's totally ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I no longer work there, I seldom meet up with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sayang&lt;/span&gt; as he work long hours and after work he'll be super tired. I understand him therefore we only meet up during his off-days or whenever I surprise him with a sleepover. But I was so pissed off with him on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're suppose to meet up at 11am near his place. The day before, he told me his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-paid was used up and that the following morning, he'll set alarm to wake up and top up his card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9am and waited till 11 and there was no call from him. So I decided to just leave my house and make my way there and he might call me later. When I reached the meeting point, he wasn't there and I still couldn't reach him as he have not top-up his card. I waited till 1pm and decided to just drop by his house. From a distant, I saw that there were ambulance and firemen at his void deck and was praying not for the worst. Thankfully it was another unit's call, not his. I knocked on the door and his room window several times and no one answered. I decided to call one of his house mate to check if there's anyone at their place who can open the door for me and his house mate's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; was there thankfully and opened the door. I made my way to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sayang's&lt;/span&gt; room and to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, he was still SLEEPING soundly and comfortably with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;air con&lt;/span&gt; at full blast at 1pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switched on the lights and he slowly started to wake up. Still had the cheek to smile and greet me &lt;em&gt;'Good Morning'&lt;/em&gt;. Thankfully, god knocked some sense to his head and he finally realised his mistake. I didn't utter a word after, though he kept apologizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, I forgave him as I know he's tired from work the day before and probably didn't mean to overslept and also, I don't want to waste his off day just like that. He promised to take me to Party World to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way there, he's friend called him up and when he hung up, he told him his friend was joining us for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;? He didn't even ask if I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with his friend joining and he knew I was upset just now so shouldn't he should try to cheer me up by spending more time with me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; than bringing a lamp post with us? I got upset again and I told him I wasn't fine with his friend tagging along. I was looking forward to spending alone time with him but somehow his brain just can't trigger must functions. He didn't even proposed to called up his friend to cancel it instead he just say to me, "he finish work early today. let him join us la. he at home also nothing to do." SO?! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;issit&lt;/span&gt; my problem your friend doesn't have someone to spend time with?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang a few songs during that and pretended to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; as I didn't want his friend to know that there was a problem between me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; at that moment. After &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; ended, I insisted that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; didn't send me home and I can find my way back on my own. He could send his friend back home since he care so much bout him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; till today. Might be meeting him tomorrow. Hope things wouldn't be the same as Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-649041329680831893?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/649041329680831893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=649041329680831893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/649041329680831893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/649041329680831893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#649041329680831893' title='....'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-174786016053192992</id><published>2010-01-26T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:53:35.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ridiculars guest requests/comments</title><content type='html'>Ok well. My blog's been dead for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Since my days at my current workplace is numbered, I guess I shall reflect on my time here with the most ridiculars guest requests/comments I've heard. I'll save the best for last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sorry Sir but currently all the tables are being occupied at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt; come on! it's just a table for 2. can't you just get us a table?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you open? (after entering the restaurant and saw other guest eating)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can i get 3 menus? (3 menus is already on the table if only you'd use your eyes to see)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ater asking regarding Brunch Menu which is a 5-course meal inclusive of free flow drinks)&lt;/em&gt; you think it'll be enough? not side dishes or anything? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;(After looking at the restroom sign)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the restroom there?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;(During a phone call)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello *&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Insert company name&lt;/span&gt;* Izan speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt; Hi. Is this *&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the same company name I just mentioned&lt;/span&gt;* ?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(no reservations)&lt;/em&gt; Can I get a table outdoors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry but all outdoor tables are occupied at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt; but i can see so many empty tables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; My apologies for saying this but are you seeing things mdm?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt; We would like to sit further out near the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I would love to have you to sit there but the weather doesn't look too good and indoors seats are filling up fast. If it rains I may not be able to get you a table under the shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't be ridiculars! the weather looks just fine!&lt;br /&gt;(15minutes later it started raining heavily and they had to eat at the bar)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;(During a terrible blackout)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry Sir but we’re having a blackout and we’re still trying to rectify the problem. It’s might take us quite some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (driving a Ferrari)&lt;/em&gt; So if I still go in and dine, will I get a discount?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;(On a phone call during a Lamborghini event)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your customers's cars are very noisy. Can you tell them to lower the noise a bit?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-174786016053192992?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/174786016053192992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=174786016053192992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/174786016053192992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/174786016053192992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#174786016053192992' title='ridiculars guest requests/comments'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3945780391851819392</id><published>2009-12-23T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:43:21.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas!</title><content type='html'>Baby got me a DKNY bag for Xmas!! &lt;div&gt;It cause a huge hole in his wallet but it's ok. I'll get him a new wallet. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418318033975575266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SzG7i181AuI/AAAAAAAAAp4/IasRHeLol9c/s200/DY-R3916401D_977_front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Looks exactly like this but in dark purple and the handle in Black. I Love IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3945780391851819392?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3945780391851819392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3945780391851819392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3945780391851819392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3945780391851819392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#3945780391851819392' title='xmas!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SzG7i181AuI/AAAAAAAAAp4/IasRHeLol9c/s72-c/DY-R3916401D_977_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2164128096265113664</id><published>2009-11-11T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:11:39.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rich fuckers</title><content type='html'>When I came back from my holiday, I bought socks for my manager as I always notice that he has 'windows' in almost all of his socks. When asked why he doesn't want to get new socks, his answer will always be 'its for proper feet ventilation' or 'I'll get my wife to sew it back one day'. So when he saw his new socks, he was so over the moon. He left it in one of the drawers at the restaurant for safe keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, he was frantically looking for me and asking how many pairs of socks I got for him. He found out that one pair was missing and couldn't believe how anyone would even want to steal socks. He went round to all the staff including the kitchen asking them to lift up their pants to check what socks they were wearing. Super hysterical, I must say. Everyone was laughing at him while he was still keen on finding the socks. It's the first time I saw someone behaving that way over just one pair of socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise that as peoples' wallet grow thicker and the more plastic cards they have, the more arrogant, inconsiderate, impatient and stingy they become. Well besides those one in million you find that still behave like an average human, all the people in this categories treats all front line people (receptionist, waiter/waitress, customer service) like as though we're slaves to them. How they talk to us, behave towards us, look at us as though we are not entitled to any feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, in a group of more than 10, some guests foods are brought to the table first, those without food will frantically wave to the waiter insisting they have to eat now. Come on, the waiter only have 2 hands for goodness sake. How would you expect him to carry all plates at one go? Or lets say when they want to celebrate a surprise birthday, definitely the cake will have to served first not the sharing plates and cutlery's or else it won't be a surprise anymore but these people just couldn't seem to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or when the guest enter the restaurant and you greet them, they couldn't even be bothered to greet you back or smile or at LEAST LOOK AT THE PERSON GREETING THEM! They just walk straight into the restaurant as thought it was their father's place. As if we're invisible. How would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my work place, we work split shift, (11-3pm,5-11pm) but these people don't know how tiring it is to work split shifts (with their current background and thick wallet, why do they need a split shift work) so during our split shift, when we do not get paid, but the guest still insist on not leaving the restaurant and still stay and chat like there's no tomorrow, we still have to serve them. If they just chat among themselves and let us rest it's okay, but to still ask for us to serve them is a bit to much. And when we politely inform that we're already closed, they still refuse to leaving and we're unhappy, tell me issit our fault? They have all the time in the world to waste but we don't. Or how about when all the tables are occupied and these people walk in with no reservations and when informed it's full, they're unhappy and wants to meet the management and start complaining the restaurant does not have enough tables or the space is not use to it's maximum capacity. WTF?! There's plenty of places to eat out there THAT HAVE PLENTY OF TABLES unoccupied and they can even sleep on it. Let's say, maybe... Kopitiam? How unreasonable can these people get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also drive to the place with very posh cars. So tell me, aren't they a bit embarrassed when they drive in with an Audi R8 but still ask for discounts? Is that a rented car? or their daddy's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it. I can't continue this anymore. I shall stop it here cause no matter how much I rant on, they will never change.&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2164128096265113664?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2164128096265113664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2164128096265113664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2164128096265113664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2164128096265113664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2164128096265113664' title='rich fuckers'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5065930934793947309</id><published>2009-11-08T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:59:56.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not in our blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No wonder my colleagues couldn't work with you. For so many people to be unable to work side by side with you in such a short period of time, must have took lots of patience from them and attitude problems from you. Let's put it simply, you just can't co-operate with other and always insist on having your own ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like yesterday for example, I told you I was coming home late with Kim. You said someone else was sleeping at your usual place and you wondered how we could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; 4 people's sleeping place. I gave you a solution but no, you insisted on having your own way by sleeping in the room. So when I came back, where was Kim suppose to sleep? In the living room in between the other guy and your boyfriend? In Kin's room? In the toilet or storeroom? or just let him sleep in the same room as you? What would Mom and Dad think if they see you sleeping the same room with my boyfriend? So what if you couldn't care less bout what others think of you but the whole world &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;' revolve just around you only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldn't understand how you could simply ignore other's feeling and always put yourself first. 1 time you ask for help, 5 hands with volunteer to help but you took their help and only to forget soon after the storm is over. People say though we're related, but we're totally different. I guess I finally understood that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5065930934793947309?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5065930934793947309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5065930934793947309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5065930934793947309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5065930934793947309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#5065930934793947309' title='it&apos;s not in our blood'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6291800889921848328</id><published>2009-11-04T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:59:33.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Holiday</title><content type='html'>Aite people,&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from my holiday. With a blink of an eye, a week has passed just like that. I'll be back to my same old routine starting Friday. God knows how much I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjB3e2ypI/AAAAAAAAApw/iteNwh4weXM/s1600-h/DSC08069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400276680662502034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjB3e2ypI/AAAAAAAAApw/iteNwh4weXM/s200/DSC08069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjBfeE7yI/AAAAAAAAApo/S9ReuP9FfFk/s1600-h/DSC08098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400276674216783650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjBfeE7yI/AAAAAAAAApo/S9ReuP9FfFk/s200/DSC08098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjA2KgxMI/AAAAAAAAApg/4_jKJIaRA-A/s1600-h/DSC08090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400276663128868034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjA2KgxMI/AAAAAAAAApg/4_jKJIaRA-A/s200/DSC08090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjALNw5yI/AAAAAAAAApY/u3SgTxiPkrA/s1600-h/DSC08062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400276651599783714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjALNw5yI/AAAAAAAAApY/u3SgTxiPkrA/s200/DSC08062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest of the pictures can be found under 'about me/pictures'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Got a new job offer but I don't know if I wanna go for it. Though I'm really sick and tired of my current job, it'll be a waste to resign now as bonus is just around the corner. and also, the job offer has nothing to do with the my Diploma. Should I throw my $6000 just like that? If they really want to hire me, the will wait right? Haiz.&lt;/p&gt;Time to sleep now. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6291800889921848328?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6291800889921848328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6291800889921848328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6291800889921848328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6291800889921848328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#6291800889921848328' title='Back from Holiday'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SvGjB3e2ypI/AAAAAAAAApw/iteNwh4weXM/s72-c/DSC08069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-889396736440165208</id><published>2009-09-24T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:42:23.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384997250335557426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Srtad960xzI/AAAAAAAAApQ/H4ulalKOjPs/s200/P20-09-09_11.40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my almost-everything-red room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Srtadag55jI/AAAAAAAAApI/IH0_5fqV3LU/s1600-h/P20-09-09_12.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384997240831600178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Srtadag55jI/AAAAAAAAApI/IH0_5fqV3LU/s200/P20-09-09_12.17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raya wishes from Memek-Fats to all Muslims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Srtac5-nZsI/AAAAAAAAApA/KQoixRHiApI/s1600-h/P20-09-09_14.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384997232097846978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Srtac5-nZsI/AAAAAAAAApA/KQoixRHiApI/s200/P20-09-09_14.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clothed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SrtacZ7rxmI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5-vpfRqq-uQ/s1600-h/P19-09-09_14.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384997223495616098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SrtacZ7rxmI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5-vpfRqq-uQ/s200/P19-09-09_14.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and unclothed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-889396736440165208?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/889396736440165208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=889396736440165208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/889396736440165208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/889396736440165208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#889396736440165208' title='Raya'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Srtad960xzI/AAAAAAAAApQ/H4ulalKOjPs/s72-c/P20-09-09_11.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6617324033066771287</id><published>2009-09-18T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:10:03.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>Haven't updated in a while. Been busy telling myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything's&lt;/span&gt; gonna be fine one day and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; that I'm still working at this shit hole. Just one month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Izan&lt;/span&gt;, everything will be fine just then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also came to realise that my relationship with my parents had strain especially my mom, don't mind my dad as I seldom talk to him(not that we're unable to have a decent chat but that's just how our relationship is. Less talk). Mom has changed recently, nothing I do seem to please her and me coming home from work late (over time) every Fridays and Saturdays had seem to pissed her off so much. And when there's just those times when you need a mother's love and advice, she's no longer there for me. I remembered the other time I was so depressed and stress from work and I wanted to talk to someone. The first person that came to my mind was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; my mom, but although she hear me crying and needing some sympathy, all she said to me was, "I'm having my break and resting right now. I talk to you later." And she never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not rant on bout my mom as no matter what she does to me, she has always and will always be my mom and I love her so much. Trying my best to make her happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I guess she herself is having a difficult time coping with menopause. Hopefully, when I resign and get a new job, everything will be back to what it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6617324033066771287?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6617324033066771287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6617324033066771287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6617324033066771287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6617324033066771287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6617324033066771287' title='changes'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1834084094267807927</id><published>2009-09-04T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:44:05.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMS3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok I just have to blog this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I FINALLY GOT MY SIMS3!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377468327278851330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SqCa895etQI/AAAAAAAAAow/SHlvM5crqfw/s200/SIMS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1834084094267807927?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1834084094267807927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1834084094267807927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1834084094267807927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1834084094267807927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1834084094267807927' title='SIMS3!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SqCa895etQI/AAAAAAAAAow/SHlvM5crqfw/s72-c/SIMS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4797564748793337954</id><published>2009-08-19T13:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:06:14.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Shena (BFF)'s Engagement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SouVcv0D0II/AAAAAAAAAoY/it7DT5hby8c/s1600-h/P09-08-09_14.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371551301673144450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SouVcv0D0II/AAAAAAAAAoY/it7DT5hby8c/s200/P09-08-09_14.14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SouVcLbGf4I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/8XjDqKFScTo/s1600-h/P09-08-09_13.54%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371551291904786306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SouVcLbGf4I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/8XjDqKFScTo/s200/P09-08-09_13.54%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Stupid Things We do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371551309216118994" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SouThvMuilI/AAAAAAAAAno/fHcpFxES58w/s200/P18-08-09_21.23%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371547566640609186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SouSDVu6N6I/AAAAAAAAAng/_h5cKX48p1M/s200/P18-08-09_21.33%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4797564748793337954?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4797564748793337954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4797564748793337954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4797564748793337954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4797564748793337954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#4797564748793337954' title='pics'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SouVcv0D0II/AAAAAAAAAoY/it7DT5hby8c/s72-c/P09-08-09_14.14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2084572174667893593</id><published>2009-08-16T11:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:44:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed off</title><content type='html'>Can't stand this shit hole anymore. Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;issit&lt;/span&gt; all the resumes I've send have not been replied? I really need a new job badly. I can't work in an environment where people don't trust each other, saying awfully mean stuffs then try to cover it as a joke. It's no longer funny. This is literally a shit hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they have a problem with me and Kim in a relationship and working in the same place then they should have voiced it out before we got together and not be the one who "opened the door" for us. After a hard day of work which is usually around 9.30pm or 10pm, I would request for a smoke break(first time since dinner shift started) he's reply would be, "You think I don't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;issit&lt;/span&gt;? U just want to go behind to be with Kim" or "How many times you want to smoke?!"&lt;br /&gt;My reply "I haven't smoked yet! this is the first time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; asking!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked here for so long and finally on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, I fell sick and took MC. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt; me too that only now that I fall sick after so long. Instead of showing compassion, they even have the cheek to ask me to come back to work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wth&lt;/span&gt;. When I showed up for work on Saturday, instead of asking how I was doing, the first question slapped to my face was, "Why u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; reply my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sakit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sangat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sampai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;takleh&lt;/span&gt; reply &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kejer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;?" &lt;em&gt;(too sick to reply my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; if u can work or not?). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wtf&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously if it's not for my family financial needs, I won't even bother to stay here till now. My reception table was in a complete mess, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;stationery's&lt;/span&gt; all over the table and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt; forms all left undone. HE always tell me to do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt; form after the date of operation so we could remember which guest we gave discounts to, but past 3-4day's were not done and when I ask who the guest was, people answered in a can't-bothered-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;-it's-suppose-to-be-your-job tone. Well, it's NOT my job. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;OC's&lt;/span&gt; are to be done by the managers!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;. so pissed right now.ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2084572174667893593?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2084572174667893593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2084572174667893593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2084572174667893593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2084572174667893593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2084572174667893593' title='pissed off'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1180738917525595759</id><published>2009-08-03T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:54:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>Work so sucks right now. Everyday without fail I'm  getting F@#! for something that's not my fault. If I'm the manager or the supervisor, I don't mind, coz it shows I'm not handling the staff well, but now, I'm just the &lt;a href="mailto:F!@$%!#%"&gt;F!@$%!#%&lt;/a&gt;^ receptionist. 5 tables and 3 service staff can't handle? They still need me on floor service? Wtf. When I need help with my paper work, no one cares, but when they need help with service they will call me. Help me understand why I should tire myself to help others when others won't help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, after talking on the phone with Kimmy-san, I suddenly crave for Siew Mai and wanted to ask him to buy for me but I didn't call him back thinking the next morning I can tell him as he always calls me before he leaves for work. Today he called me but I woke up late so I was rushing to get ready and totally forgot to tell him to buy Siew Mai for me. When I reach work, I said good morning to him and he gave me a plastic with Siew Mai in it. I was super suprise. Haha. Great minds think alike. That's why I love my Kimmy-san so much. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I wanna ciao now. Back to work for me. It feels good to be able to take my mind of work even for a minute or 2 just to blog. Okies. Ciao Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1180738917525595759?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1180738917525595759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1180738917525595759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1180738917525595759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1180738917525595759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1180738917525595759' title='work work work'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5211386588534761909</id><published>2009-07-29T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:45:53.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate this shit over and over again!</title><content type='html'>I hate my job! I hate my job so much that I'm confessing it online.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my manager went on leave, I hate my job even more!&lt;br /&gt;Long hours, can't claim over time, my off day is fixed and I can't ask for a change of day, even during split shift I have to answer phone calls!&lt;br /&gt;and I can't understand why they appoint someone else to takeover my manager's duties but it's me who have to do all his paper works and other task. Slight mistakes such as spelling error will cause everyone to make a big hooohaa bout it and EVERYONE will remind me bout it over and over again. I'm so fucking sick of this! When I come back from my off day, the first thing that will happen even before I eat my breakfast is people throwing paper works at me. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;Shit Piehole.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone steps on my last nerve and I'll throw my fucking letter. I don't care even if it's before I get a new job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5211386588534761909?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5211386588534761909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5211386588534761909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5211386588534761909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5211386588534761909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5211386588534761909' title='Hate this shit over and over again!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-984839999661569836</id><published>2009-07-23T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:13:49.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzz</title><content type='html'>Haiz. I'm dragging myself to work everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cause ALL La Villa's staff is 'dying' by the day.&lt;br /&gt;One is on 2mths leave.&lt;br /&gt;Another just cut his finger yesterday. Poor chap, now he's on 4 days MC.&lt;br /&gt;Someone has just submitted his resignation letter.&lt;br /&gt;My manager's going on 3 weeks leave (not sure if he's coming back).&lt;br /&gt;And the barman might be resigning soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's leaving one by one. Man-power is really low right now. And instead of hiring more, the big boss wanna cut on number of staff. Make us run like dogs the whole day. Now he's even planning to have us serve high tea. He has got to be kidding me. High Tea = no split shift = working 11am to 11pm for 6 days a week. Crazy. Everyone will literally die here. Even if we do, does he care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-984839999661569836?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/984839999661569836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=984839999661569836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/984839999661569836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/984839999661569836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#984839999661569836' title='Zzzzz'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3020118719824620380</id><published>2009-07-17T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:16:57.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl_3FQnuIlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tapZ0L0kbcE/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.18%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359273751327154770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl_3FQnuIlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tapZ0L0kbcE/s200/P02-05-09_02.18%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;condolences&lt;/span&gt; to my dear friend and a great chef, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amin&lt;/span&gt;. You'll be missed dearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll miss his cooking, when he disturbs me at the reception while waiting for his fax to be sent,  when he keeps calling Kim everytime we're out together and will especially miss the chocolate cake he made for my birthday. I'll practically miss everything bout him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3020118719824620380?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3020118719824620380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3020118719824620380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3020118719824620380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3020118719824620380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3020118719824620380' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl_3FQnuIlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tapZ0L0kbcE/s72-c/P02-05-09_02.18%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4523294491983631471</id><published>2009-07-15T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:27:04.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sepet one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl28ZLNtRJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/hEXr-_8BPqI/s1600-h/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358646272333792402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl28ZLNtRJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/hEXr-_8BPqI/s320/Untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl28Yi2UH7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/2CtdOSrHSyg/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358646261498257330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl28Yi2UH7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/2CtdOSrHSyg/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358646276551586466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl28Za7TsqI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/YdZ6uTO_tYI/s320/Untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4523294491983631471?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4523294491983631471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4523294491983631471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4523294491983631471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4523294491983631471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4523294491983631471' title='the sepet one'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sl28ZLNtRJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/hEXr-_8BPqI/s72-c/Untitled2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8725867118308944377</id><published>2009-07-09T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:31:18.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Cravings</title><content type='html'>F**k! I hate it when I start having cravings.&lt;br /&gt;And this month, it's alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bone steak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chilli crab(again)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mcspicy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lala/clams/mussles/cockles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pepperoni pizza&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lasagne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baked beefballs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waffle ice cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going broke just to satisfy my cravings. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8725867118308944377?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8725867118308944377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8725867118308944377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8725867118308944377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8725867118308944377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#8725867118308944377' title='Monthly Cravings'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3304053359920702360</id><published>2009-07-08T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:17:52.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why is approval so impt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SlQ3VXqm5ZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/M4DmaHbogL8/s1600-h/P06-07-09_23.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355966697119868306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SlQ3VXqm5ZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/M4DmaHbogL8/s200/P06-07-09_23.45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SlQ3VDDqsXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fYZ3XmuH7p0/s1600-h/P06-07-09_23.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355966691587830130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SlQ3VDDqsXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fYZ3XmuH7p0/s200/P06-07-09_23.44.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! My craving for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt; crab has been satisfied. All thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Foong&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Why you both perspiring so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Foong&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; Bf and his friend don't eat spicy food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;becoz&lt;/span&gt; of you he come. See how much he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;. SO touched uh.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I always crave for food. The other day I was craving for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;, Fish&amp;amp;Co, Popeye's and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sayang&lt;/span&gt; followed me all the way to the 3 locations to eat it. He's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will go smoothly for us though others have yet to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM NOW WAITING TO SATISFY MY CRAVINGS FOR BONE STEAK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3304053359920702360?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3304053359920702360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3304053359920702360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3304053359920702360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3304053359920702360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3304053359920702360' title='why is approval so impt?'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SlQ3VXqm5ZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/M4DmaHbogL8/s72-c/P06-07-09_23.45.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6075508332353663399</id><published>2009-06-29T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:04:24.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for all those that cared.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it was all a misunderstanding on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6075508332353663399?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6075508332353663399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6075508332353663399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6075508332353663399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6075508332353663399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#6075508332353663399' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8023575802233183699</id><published>2009-06-15T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:50:29.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. I've just realised I've not updated my blog for this month yet. Been so busy at work and trying to catch up with my close ones during my off days. So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;practically&lt;/span&gt; have no time for myself. It's been a while since I even lay down on my bed and pamper myself with a facial mask while watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; DVDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. News updates bout myself. I finally got myself a red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vaio&lt;/span&gt; that I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; gonna brag about. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; I love it so much. Another addition to my Red collection. Now I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;equipped&lt;/span&gt; with a Red room, Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bedsheets&lt;/span&gt;, Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt;, Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;, Red phone, Red wallet, Red Bag, and practically everything red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonystyle.com.cn/products/vaio/images/list_type_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sonystyle.com.cn/products/vaio/images/list_type_cs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;. Yesterday was super busy and long day for everyone so I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tiredness&lt;/span&gt; got the best of us which caused me and Jimmy to quarrel. And the main fault of the problem is: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; CAKE. I thought he was just kidding but when he started raising his voice at me, I felt he was being so rude so I quarrelled back. Then the manager had to step in and he himself got into a heated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt; with Jimmy. Gosh. I feel so guilty now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I step in the kitchen, it feels like there's a storm in it. I can't even disturb my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Foong&lt;/span&gt; told me to let Jimmy cool down first before talking to him again. But, it wasn't my fault that something happened earlier yesterday and he vented his anger on me. I just need to find a new job now. If not at least a transfer. Been quarrelling too much. Maybe it's not other people's fault but mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Syiqa&lt;/span&gt;, Fir and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Irfan&lt;/span&gt;, you guys planned to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;webcam&lt;/span&gt; together but 2 days I waited online and no one's here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8023575802233183699?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8023575802233183699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8023575802233183699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8023575802233183699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8023575802233183699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#8023575802233183699' title='bored at work'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3698119286174439764</id><published>2009-05-21T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:53:00.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored @ work</title><content type='html'>Woah! First time someone proposed at my work place. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 4 days, I've been helping out a guest to arrange for his proposal to his girlfriend. So yesterday was the 'big day'. So sweet, he serenade a song for her, got a big pink bouquet of roses and simple but expensive bling bling. Of coz the girl said yes! And also, he gave a PERSONAL tip and another $50 for the rest to share. WEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, tmr I have to buy breakfast for everyone. Coz they make me feel guilty not sharing the tips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: wei! i received personal tip from table 8!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jimmy: how can?! don't u know the company rules?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: i know! he gave u all tips oso! anyway i ask the manager already and he say ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jimmy: no! not fair! I call police!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: and arrest me under wad chargers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jimmy: dunno. i just wanna call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: ooooooooooooooooooooooooookkk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super duper bored at work today. Coz *he* is off. haiz. So bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kim: wei. wad u doing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: errmmm putting cake inside the chiller...? move lar. dun block my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(he continues to block my way and I was pushing him and it looks like i was hugging him and Roberto saw it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roberto: wei valentina. tmr I tell *him* you and kim hug hug eh? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: i never do anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roberto: i see you and him hug hug. tmr i tell *him*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: no please.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3698119286174439764?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3698119286174439764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3698119286174439764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3698119286174439764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3698119286174439764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3698119286174439764' title='bored @ work'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2793123964138912600</id><published>2009-05-18T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T01:05:50.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my off day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;... 6 days more till my off day and I'm already going crazy!! [in case you're wondering, my last off day was last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; 12/5). Gosh I need a break from work. You know when start dragging your feet to work, not arriving on time, eats all the food in sight, can't wake up after split &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shift's&lt;/span&gt; over, being locked in the chiller is not fun anymore, starts babbling nonsense that your colleagues think you're sexually deprived, laugh at your own jokes when everyone else is wondering what it means, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; walking half naked in front of you, on weekends you see group of friends going out together but you have to go to work and etc etc. haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt;: you need sex &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Izan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me: wad? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt;: u so whinny and crazy today&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oooooooooooook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt;: who u wan? me; not your type. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roberto&lt;/span&gt;; too old. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ameng&lt;/span&gt;; too big. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;; too young for you. jimmy; too small like leech. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. you so mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt;: well, all bartenders are bastards! I am one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[locked in the chiller]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: in case you don't realise, we're in the chiller and I'm already cold enough. stop fanning me with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;styrofoam&lt;/span&gt; board.&lt;br /&gt;*him*: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. why don't you off the torchlight so we can do something to you. so you won't be disappointed to whoever that did it.&lt;br /&gt;me: disappointed? why? under-performing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;issit&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;*him*: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kurang&lt;/span&gt; ajar &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sal&lt;/span&gt;. Kim! we whack her here, nobody will see.&lt;br /&gt;me: just try opening the door now will you....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[after showering]&lt;br /&gt;me: put on some pants will you ? [he was wearing shorts]&lt;br /&gt;*him*: I do have shorts on!&lt;br /&gt;me: well, put on something longer than your shirt! [turns to Kim] &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sayang&lt;/span&gt; you want &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;: I want I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meng&lt;/span&gt;: I also want.&lt;br /&gt;*him*: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;! then me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; ask? I also want&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shutup&lt;/span&gt; and put on some pants!&lt;br /&gt;*him*: I AM WEARING PANTS!&lt;br /&gt;me: `rolls eyes...`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[during short briefing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. any last words?&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fendi&lt;/span&gt; having sale!&lt;br /&gt;everyone: uh?!&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. no la. it mean if anyone needs help, please &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hesistate&lt;/span&gt; to look for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt;: eh you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; or not?&lt;br /&gt;me: not till i get my Jimmy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, there's at least 10 staff here, everyone can contribute like about $30-50 and get me a pair.&lt;br /&gt;*everyone starts walking away*&lt;br /&gt;me: what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilyas told me go for a checkup asap coz he suspects that I have peanut for a brain. How mean is tad. I love working there with all these people entertaining my nonsense [coz i'm the only girl] but too bad most will be leaving soon. Such strong team with good bonds with each other but none can take LG's nonsense. Haiz. If only LG can be fired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2793123964138912600?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2793123964138912600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2793123964138912600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2793123964138912600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2793123964138912600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2793123964138912600' title='I want my off day!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3808086204154748353</id><published>2009-05-18T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:05:02.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame shit day</title><content type='html'>quote of the day, &lt;em&gt;"Jimmy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt;, please buy me a Jimmy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his reply, "Why should I buy you another me?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;.. I can't wear you. and you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;definately&lt;/span&gt; worth less than $300"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kurang&lt;/span&gt; ajar &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sal&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a super duper slow day at work. Lunch was slow, dinner was slow, bus ride home was slow. And today, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; brain is not functioning properly. We woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or maybe, underneath the bed for this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;manager: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sayang&lt;/span&gt;, u know wad? I think I forgot to wear my briefs today.&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ooooooook&lt;/span&gt;... I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; didn't need to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;[kitchen stuff borrowed my shampoo and body soap]&lt;/em&gt; the purple one is the shampoo. the red one is the soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woah&lt;/span&gt;. strawberry soap &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;*him*: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woah&lt;/span&gt;. you like strawberry flavour uh? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; next time I buy &lt;em&gt;[winks cheekily]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;me: wow. now you all smell like me.&lt;br /&gt;*him*: yup. like strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;: wad you want?&lt;br /&gt;me: ice cream &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;: wad ice cream &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;me: doesn't matter. as long as it's on you. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*him*: OI! WHAT DID YOU SAY?!&lt;br /&gt;me: chocolate ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: bye boss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LG: bye. don't be naughty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? Sleep well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roberto&lt;/span&gt;: Valentina, go Italy now? with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: really? Italy, handsome boys, many many?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roberto&lt;/span&gt;: yes yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I go with you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roberto&lt;/span&gt;: now eh? no no. august.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: uh......? didn't you just say 'now'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3808086204154748353?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3808086204154748353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3808086204154748353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3808086204154748353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3808086204154748353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3808086204154748353' title='lame shit day'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5652825956196572831</id><published>2009-05-11T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:59:58.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty day</title><content type='html'>Today is definitely my worst day ever! I feel so shitty that even a cold shower didn't help me to feel any better. I just have to blog bout today to get it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, L.G f**&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ked&lt;/span&gt; me for the first time and not once but twice! Since when it's my fault that the restaurant is full and there's no room for anymore reservations?! He called me and F-ed me over the phone then came over and F-ed me again, together with my manager, in front of guests. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;?! I swear I was too demoralised to work again after that. I wonder how my manager could take this shit everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, as though F-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; me wasn't good enough, I have to memorize the wine list in one week! The name, origin, year, types of grapes, etc etc. Since when did I apply to become a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sommelier&lt;/span&gt;? Even a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sommelier&lt;/span&gt; have at least a few years to learn about wines and I get only 1 WEEK to learn at least 50 wines?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, *he* didn't utter a word to me today!!!!!!! not even a simple 'hi' or 'bye'. Everyone noticed how demoralized I was to work and he couldn't even be bothered to say something or at least smile. Wad did I do? Maybe when the barber gave him his new haircut, he accidentally chopped off some of his brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, when i can finally go home, the bus driver did not stop the bus for me although I pressed the bell! When confronted, he said he tot I was just tapping my card. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!? Then what was I standing at the door for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;.. I shall not rant on anymore. Shall just go to bed and start a new day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;syiqa&lt;/span&gt;, since when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;issit&lt;/span&gt; my fault that u need to satisfy your cravings? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5652825956196572831?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5652825956196572831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5652825956196572831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5652825956196572831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5652825956196572831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5652825956196572831' title='shitty day'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5015865455393178565</id><published>2009-05-02T13:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:35:21.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back 2 work</title><content type='html'>I came back to work yesterday. Was happy that everyone was excited to see me back at work and they love my new curled hair! hehe. And they asked me out for some KBox fun. Overall, I did enjoy myself besides the fact that they tied me up with the microphone wires and threw peanuts at me. When I got home to change, guess what drop from my clothes? several more peanuts! hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbKI45txI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/EW_fbzhF1Ag/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.37%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331095551154435858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbKI45txI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/EW_fbzhF1Ag/s200/P02-05-09_02.37%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJ0CukRI/AAAAAAAAAmI/T-mmiACbTt4/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331095545558503698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJ0CukRI/AAAAAAAAAmI/T-mmiACbTt4/s200/P02-05-09_02.37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJpS3OlI/AAAAAAAAAmA/MnoX2RusAR8/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.35%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331095542673390162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJpS3OlI/AAAAAAAAAmA/MnoX2RusAR8/s200/P02-05-09_02.35%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJfpPjtI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Y2F2WYipoy0/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331095540082904786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJfpPjtI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Y2F2WYipoy0/s200/P02-05-09_02.35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJB26AOI/AAAAAAAAAlw/bjhL7BCQ4yI/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.34%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331095532087148770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbJB26AOI/AAAAAAAAAlw/bjhL7BCQ4yI/s200/P02-05-09_02.34%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaYY-F72I/AAAAAAAAAlo/AVfa45JuBK8/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.22%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331094696477716322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaYY-F72I/AAAAAAAAAlo/AVfa45JuBK8/s200/P02-05-09_02.22%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaYGlJYhI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RuEAdtN0j_w/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.22%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331094691541246482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaYGlJYhI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RuEAdtN0j_w/s200/P02-05-09_02.22%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaX8cuf2I/AAAAAAAAAlY/QtbnPTh1ngU/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.18%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331094688821575522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaX8cuf2I/AAAAAAAAAlY/QtbnPTh1ngU/s200/P02-05-09_02.18%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaXqrb5nI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/SCHGhTT4Dwo/s1600-h/P02-05-09_02.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331094684051433074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaXqrb5nI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/SCHGhTT4Dwo/s200/P02-05-09_02.17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaXTxKjcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6FEyfT1cyKU/s1600-h/P02-05-09_00.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331094677901446594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvaXTxKjcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6FEyfT1cyKU/s200/P02-05-09_00.30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5015865455393178565?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5015865455393178565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5015865455393178565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5015865455393178565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5015865455393178565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5015865455393178565' title='back 2 work'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfvbKI45txI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/EW_fbzhF1Ag/s72-c/P02-05-09_02.37%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6793088119018057950</id><published>2009-04-28T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:51:16.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. Today was my last day of work. Well, maybe just what my colleagues assumed it to be. But it's kinda true. It's my last day, my last day working there in the month of April. Haha. I told everyone I was leaving coz I actually took a long leave and even my manager is fearing that I'm not coming back. Here's some pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZaVgXyTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/C2uZR3aAOsY/s1600-h/CIMG8612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404780535597362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZaVgXyTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/C2uZR3aAOsY/s200/CIMG8612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bartender and baristas at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZaVkGDaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/9J4atEo2Yj0/s1600-h/CIMG8584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404780551212450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZaVkGDaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/9J4atEo2Yj0/s200/CIMG8584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZaMRN2VI/AAAAAAAAAko/rtqpzekhsz4/s1600-h/CIMG8583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404778056112466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZaMRN2VI/AAAAAAAAAko/rtqpzekhsz4/s200/CIMG8583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Foong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZZw1btaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KVXy0iFIC2Q/s1600-h/CIMG8582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404770691823010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZZw1btaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KVXy0iFIC2Q/s200/CIMG8582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roberto (head chef)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYxeBEJJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YdxqWgp-JWY/s1600-h/CIMG8606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404078445569170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYxeBEJJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YdxqWgp-JWY/s200/CIMG8606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kitchen staffs' illegal meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYxCd4UKI/AAAAAAAAAkI/UX56sv4_YF4/s1600-h/CIMG8609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404071050236066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYxCd4UKI/AAAAAAAAAkI/UX56sv4_YF4/s200/CIMG8609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYxHiGA0I/AAAAAAAAAkA/W_pvEY3T9lw/s1600-h/CIMG8600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404072410088258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYxHiGA0I/AAAAAAAAAkA/W_pvEY3T9lw/s200/CIMG8600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boy and my manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYw0ciUCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ce5dueEM7l0/s1600-h/CIMG8590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404067286503458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYw0ciUCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ce5dueEM7l0/s200/CIMG8590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; caught in the act while scolding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYwt4qR6I/AAAAAAAAAjw/tbqZu-5u8p4/s1600-h/CIMG8593copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404065525417890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXYwt4qR6I/AAAAAAAAAjw/tbqZu-5u8p4/s200/CIMG8593copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davide (La Nonna HV chef)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329407468054177458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXb2xSu5rI/AAAAAAAAAlA/c0o3iwq2SnI/s200/CIMG8603copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone felt weird while taking the group picture coz I dun think they ever took group photo with their colleagues before especially kitchen and service staff combined. As you can see, I'm the only rose among the thorns therefore I'm pampered too much. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; boss! boss! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singh:&lt;/strong&gt; wad issit my dear ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; you say u wan to help me take group photo. all kitchen and service &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singh:&lt;/strong&gt; *starts shouting* come everyone! meeting meeting! faster! Jimmy call all the kitchen staff also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jimmy:&lt;/strong&gt; *after everyone's gathered* why suddenly got kitchen and service meeting sia? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singh:&lt;/strong&gt; everyone here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone:&lt;/strong&gt; think soo. should be uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singh:&lt;/strong&gt; ok come. take photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone:&lt;/strong&gt; chey!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; heheehhehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meng:&lt;/strong&gt; why you like sad sad like tad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kim:&lt;/strong&gt; coz she leaving marh. she sad lar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; I tired lar. let me sleep can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*him:&lt;/strong&gt; no. she sad coz she nv see her LV bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; bye people. don't miss me k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*him:&lt;/strong&gt; but why you leave eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; don't worry. I'll come back to visit. and also to collect my LV bag from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*him:&lt;/strong&gt; you come my house tonight tmr we go buy together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meng:&lt;/strong&gt; drink one more lar. Bottoms up, you and me challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; cannot lar. you drink beer like water leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meng:&lt;/strong&gt; can one lar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; cannot la. later later if drink so much got beer belly sia. not nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meng/*him:&lt;/strong&gt; arh? baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*him:&lt;/strong&gt; ya you go my house tonight confirm get baby. wan not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; wtf sey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; wey! my fren! u touch my backside for wad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kim:&lt;/strong&gt; no la. playing playing only marh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*him:&lt;/strong&gt; *bangs the wall* lanciau! who touch your backside sia?! kim! you come here now! sakit hati sey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kim:&lt;/strong&gt; *hides behind me*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; haha. gangster at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll sooooo miss them when I really resign one day. I really love working there but I just don't see myself going far in that place therefore I have to leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6793088119018057950?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6793088119018057950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6793088119018057950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6793088119018057950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6793088119018057950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6793088119018057950' title='last day'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SfXZaVgXyTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/C2uZR3aAOsY/s72-c/CIMG8612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2016571172742293988</id><published>2009-04-20T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:02:06.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer Fest Asia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhh!! Everyone's being so nice to me at work lately that it makes me think twice about leaving! Why!?!?!??!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: aye! my days are numbered already, u still owe me an LV bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*him: haha! it's my way of holding you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anywayz I wanna go for the BeerFest this year. Anyone up for it with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beerfestasia.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326448537453964642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SetYuV1XrWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/PL3wusssBxQ/s200/beerfest.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/4075135686902532128-2016571172742293988?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2016571172742293988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2016571172742293988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2016571172742293988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2016571172742293988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2016571172742293988' title='Beer Fest Asia'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SetYuV1XrWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/PL3wusssBxQ/s72-c/beerfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4860071446256786684</id><published>2009-04-16T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:45:57.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah</title><content type='html'>wtf. the pictures I saw was like a slap or should I say a punch on the face. Thanks ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing else I can say. Wish he never looked at me that way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4860071446256786684?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4860071446256786684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4860071446256786684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4860071446256786684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4860071446256786684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#4860071446256786684' title='Woah'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2178841661672334575</id><published>2009-04-13T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:44:41.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resigning yet again</title><content type='html'>Had a blast on Germ's birthday. Hope he did too despite being dead drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0tX5dxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XfSLMZTkkAQ/s1600-h/P11-04-09_00.50%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324061607108114194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0tX5dxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XfSLMZTkkAQ/s200/P11-04-09_00.50%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0Z33giI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xmrDrzB4Isk/s1600-h/P11-04-09_00.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324061601873494562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0Z33giI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xmrDrzB4Isk/s200/P11-04-09_00.50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0D-lJ_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/Ilic2YyAwTk/s1600-h/P11-04-09_00.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324061595996071922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0D-lJ_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/Ilic2YyAwTk/s200/P11-04-09_00.48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0Fc3KNI/AAAAAAAAAjA/hMsjNmRt544/s1600-h/P11-04-09_00.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324061596391516370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0Fc3KNI/AAAAAAAAAjA/hMsjNmRt544/s200/P11-04-09_00.47.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdz6l3nXI/AAAAAAAAAi4/FvpDuAtb33w/s1600-h/P11-04-09_00.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324061593476504946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdz6l3nXI/AAAAAAAAAi4/FvpDuAtb33w/s200/P11-04-09_00.38.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be resigning soon. Again. No doubt I love to work there becoz of the people but I have to think bout myself now. I'll miss them. Terribly. It's the only place I can misbehave and disturb people when they are working and they still love me, come to work with hangover and they still care, have pms and they still look for me. Coz I'm the only female so they dote on me! hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJd31VuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HwXiSMKM_m4/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324060864212719330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJd31VuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HwXiSMKM_m4/s200/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJQg2r3I/AAAAAAAAAio/YEq6nFc6IAM/s1600-h/P06-04-09_18.49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324060860626677618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJQg2r3I/AAAAAAAAAio/YEq6nFc6IAM/s200/P06-04-09_18.49.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJJMo3lI/AAAAAAAAAig/9E8UA1SISuc/s1600-h/P06-04-09_18.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324060858662837842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJJMo3lI/AAAAAAAAAig/9E8UA1SISuc/s200/P06-04-09_18.48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJFJNPzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/CZyggGkHL7Q/s1600-h/P06-04-09_18.41%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324060857574702898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdJFJNPzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/CZyggGkHL7Q/s200/P06-04-09_18.41%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdI6MGUCI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CnazWk56Tw8/s1600-h/P06-04-09_18.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324060854634041378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLdI6MGUCI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CnazWk56Tw8/s200/P06-04-09_18.40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2178841661672334575?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2178841661672334575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2178841661672334575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2178841661672334575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2178841661672334575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2178841661672334575' title='Resigning yet again'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SeLd0tX5dxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XfSLMZTkkAQ/s72-c/P11-04-09_00.50%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3857125701017831077</id><published>2009-04-06T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T01:09:02.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cloud nine</title><content type='html'>wassssup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like updating but I have nothing to update about. Been busy with work work work and more work. But I'm not complaining as long as I get to see *him* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*him: Don't disturb her. She's my future girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;me: ya rite. You'll only make my life miserable...&lt;br /&gt;*him: miserable but still my girlfriend wad.&lt;br /&gt;            _________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*him: Next time tell LG don't kiss you infront of me can? I jealous you know. You want to do it then behind my back please.&lt;br /&gt;me: hahaha. wadever la J_ _ _ _-san. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3857125701017831077?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3857125701017831077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3857125701017831077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3857125701017831077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3857125701017831077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3857125701017831077' title='cloud nine'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7968097464881581917</id><published>2009-03-20T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:33:15.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woke up Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aite&lt;/span&gt;. Will be off to work soon. I have no idea why I woke up and got ready super fast today. It's only 9.30am now so I've decided to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped my phone yesterday and it's not working anymore. Send it for repair yesterday during my split shift and was almost late to come back to work. Luckily my manager didn't scold me or worst, luckily LG wasn't there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be without a phone for maybe 4 days. So I don't know how I can contact anyone or how anybody can contact me. I didn't even memorize my new home phone number. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, will be busy at work today. People always look forward to TGIF but I dread Fridays and Saturdays &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I'll be working till 1am and it'll be super busy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao people. I shall look for something to eat now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7968097464881581917?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7968097464881581917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7968097464881581917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7968097464881581917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7968097464881581917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7968097464881581917' title='Woke up Early'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-459469823329924503</id><published>2009-03-18T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:26:09.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Villa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some random pictures I took at my new workplace. I miss Flyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_ge_3f0cI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0R83izF1oA8/s1600-h/P16-03-09_20.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314212908465377730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_ge_3f0cI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0R83izF1oA8/s200/P16-03-09_20.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_geuaGN_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/s-5yT83YQ_0/s1600-h/P16-03-09_19.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314212903778662386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_geuaGN_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/s-5yT83YQ_0/s200/P16-03-09_19.59.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bar Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_geSVifsI/AAAAAAAAAh4/BbZtVIS2EXA/s1600-h/P16-03-09_19.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314212896243351234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_geSVifsI/AAAAAAAAAh4/BbZtVIS2EXA/s200/P16-03-09_19.55.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Main Dining Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_geV7s5uI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_i3mw-9kjGw/s1600-h/P16-03-09_20.01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314212897208723170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_geV7s5uI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_i3mw-9kjGw/s200/P16-03-09_20.01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slap him, He's French!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_gd7aV9-I/AAAAAAAAAho/L1y5L94EVGw/s1600-h/P16-03-09_19.55%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314212890089486306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_gd7aV9-I/AAAAAAAAAho/L1y5L94EVGw/s200/P16-03-09_19.55%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pizza and Desert Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_fedK0ESI/AAAAAAAAAhg/72kTN5vVtoc/s1600-h/P16-03-09_19.56%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314211799639527714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_fedK0ESI/AAAAAAAAAhg/72kTN5vVtoc/s200/P16-03-09_19.56%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chef at work with a drill?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_feN5ckoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Y3TX7hEBRuY/s1600-h/P16-03-09_19.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314211795540152962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_feN5ckoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Y3TX7hEBRuY/s200/P16-03-09_19.56.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he calls me &lt;em&gt;Valentina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_feL0eKiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TNby90hD6Ww/s1600-h/P11-03-09_13.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314211794982414882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_feL0eKiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TNby90hD6Ww/s200/P11-03-09_13.43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too bored at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_fdzROqPI/AAAAAAAAAhI/revfdhCHbbo/s1600-h/P11-03-09_13.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314211788392147186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_fdzROqPI/AAAAAAAAAhI/revfdhCHbbo/s200/P11-03-09_13.42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bouncer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_fc3Y1lHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/0G8n7B4fYi4/s1600-h/P11-03-09_13.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314211772317930610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_fc3Y1lHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/0G8n7B4fYi4/s200/P11-03-09_13.22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Manager and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-459469823329924503?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/459469823329924503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=459469823329924503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/459469823329924503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/459469823329924503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#459469823329924503' title='La Villa'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sb_ge_3f0cI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0R83izF1oA8/s72-c/P16-03-09_20.05.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-248504508307193531</id><published>2009-03-02T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:59:55.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Pics</title><content type='html'>The rest of the pics are in my facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0G4SXSMI/AAAAAAAAAg4/EYtSLtDGFMM/s1600-h/CIMG8304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308604984812062914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0G4SXSMI/AAAAAAAAAg4/EYtSLtDGFMM/s200/CIMG8304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GVJIr9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/eQc0lOHvPkY/s1600-h/CIMG8305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308604975378116562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GVJIr9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/eQc0lOHvPkY/s200/CIMG8305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GRGyZeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/aBWLjn7RZCs/s1600-h/CIMG8309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308604974294525410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GRGyZeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/aBWLjn7RZCs/s200/CIMG8309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GGOJhnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/o3DsirezlQs/s1600-h/CIMG8310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308604971372611186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GGOJhnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/o3DsirezlQs/s200/CIMG8310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GBd7GII/AAAAAAAAAgY/BHyu2vml51w/s1600-h/CIMG8313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308604970096597122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0GBd7GII/AAAAAAAAAgY/BHyu2vml51w/s200/CIMG8313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzGemEOhI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/VhK_Yajv35Q/s1600-h/CIMG8338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603878403750418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzGemEOhI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/VhK_Yajv35Q/s200/CIMG8338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzGAhTTdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/IbFNRlypOyc/s1600-h/CIMG8342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603870330703314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzGAhTTdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/IbFNRlypOyc/s200/CIMG8342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzGO7H5_I/AAAAAAAAAgA/BupGhJuCZAM/s1600-h/CIMG8337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603874197104626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzGO7H5_I/AAAAAAAAAgA/BupGhJuCZAM/s200/CIMG8337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzF8yn0rI/AAAAAAAAAf4/mKmfZdzRTu4/s1600-h/CIMG8339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603869329609394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzF8yn0rI/AAAAAAAAAf4/mKmfZdzRTu4/s200/CIMG8339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzFmuMk_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/5LxtNmDeSrk/s1600-h/CIMG8347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603863405466610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SavzFmuMk_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/5LxtNmDeSrk/s200/CIMG8347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-248504508307193531?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/248504508307193531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=248504508307193531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/248504508307193531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/248504508307193531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#248504508307193531' title='Birthday Pics'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/Sav0G4SXSMI/AAAAAAAAAg4/EYtSLtDGFMM/s72-c/CIMG8304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6303429563746535407</id><published>2009-03-01T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:57:28.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>Weeee. I love my 20th Birthday. I feel so old now and one year nearer to my death. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday pics will be uploaded as soon as I get the camera back in my hands.  I got myself an LG Renoir as my present! Hehe. Loving it.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.zath.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/lg-renoir-kc910-front-back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6303429563746535407?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6303429563746535407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6303429563746535407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6303429563746535407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6303429563746535407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6303429563746535407' title='Happy Birthday to me'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-767973769257619112</id><published>2009-02-12T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:13:17.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Disappointment; That's Me</title><content type='html'>I miss updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was shit drunk yesterday. Went drinking with a few peeps after work. Was super fun. Took lots of pictures but 2 of them requested for the pictures not to be published anywhere on the Internet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so drunk that I was vomiting all the way back home in the cab and, as soon as I got home. The next thing I remembered was that I was sleeping on the kitchen floor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! Then I quickly got up and went to bed. Today, I got diarrhoea. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wth&lt;/span&gt;?! Who on earth goes drinking and instead of having hangover, got diarrhoea instead? Fuck it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To a certain someone who wrote about me in her blog*&lt;br /&gt;As to why I applied for full time is because my family is having some financial problems and boss is offering me a good pay. Also because all the other jobs I went interviewing for, I didn't get it and I need money to help my family desperately.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; reopens, I've always been asking boss to take you back if not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt; part-time then at least for functions but he insisted on no.&lt;br /&gt;For your pay, boss wanted you to come down personally to take it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; you owed him something that's why he doesn't allow me to take your pay. Even if i take it, I don't have time to go to the bank. Even I am looking for someone to bank in for me.&lt;br /&gt;If you were really that hurt because I joined full time or because of the previous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;, why didn't you just inform me. Instead you choose to call me names and bitch about me in your blog.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I owe you any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;explanations&lt;/span&gt; since you already decide to criticize me. Be that way then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-767973769257619112?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/767973769257619112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=767973769257619112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/767973769257619112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/767973769257619112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#767973769257619112' title='Great Disappointment; That&apos;s Me'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4890598490707768264</id><published>2009-02-06T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:39:58.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzz</title><content type='html'>Got another off today. But it's nothing to be joyous about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it's my off day for next week. Which means... next week I will work from Sunday to Saturday from 10am till 10pm. Will be super tired but, as long as I have my colleagues with me and my SF friends, I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been back to my old habit of drinking lately and it has come to point where I have to drink at least one glass of alcoholic drink a day. And staying up all night drinking would be the best although I might have to work the day after. I also been having a sudden urge to go clubbing recently. Just waiting for my pay to come and off I go! Clubbing anyone?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anywayz&lt;/span&gt;... I don't want February 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to come as couples all around Singapore would flock to SF to celebrate and I would have to be their host. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;... I don't want. Hopefully I'd have staffs under me so I can push them up the flight instead. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Then I can start F-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been rather unhappy with one of the Kiosk staff and I'm now just waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ashraff&lt;/span&gt; to put her under me so I can F her maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to blog about actually. My birthday is coming and invitation would be send out soon. Keep checking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4890598490707768264?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4890598490707768264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4890598490707768264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4890598490707768264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4890598490707768264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#4890598490707768264' title='zzzzz'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6195665133998062984</id><published>2009-01-30T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:52:34.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I solemly swear that I am up to no good</title><content type='html'>I just got home. Instead of sleeping, I chose to use the computer as it's been down for days and now it has finally been repaired. Received so many junk mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to be my off day yesterday but due to some reason, I got called back to work last minute. It kinda ruined my whole plan of catching up with my sleep. So I was kinda pissed. Then I received a disappointing message from a certain someone who has been avoiding my calls for days. I should have known it'll come one day but didn't expect it to be so soon. But who cares, it runs in the males' blood; disappearing as and when they want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished work at 10.45pm and decided to wait for Mark as we stay near each other. On the way, we met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aziezan&lt;/span&gt; who also stays near us. I suggested to grab a bite at Mac's as I was super hungry and after that we ended up drinking. I guess that's just what I needed. We stayed up all night chatting, drinking and playing cards. I guessed I managed to hide my emotions well as no one noticed that I was feeling a little upset &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; they found out. There's plenty of fish out there so I guess there's no use brooding over a spilled milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna date like a guy. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flirt with people, lead them on, then just disappear.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sick and tired of always being the nice one. The one people always take advantage of. If you wanna ask why I don't have a boyfriend,I'm pretty sure my answer would be, "it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; has nothing to do with you guys being assholes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently right now, what's priority to me is family, Shena and work. And of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;memek&lt;/span&gt;. I love him to bits and pieces though he always chooses to ignore me. As of 1st February, I'll be starting out as my newly promoted position of Captain. I'm so happy as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pay's&lt;/span&gt; good and I wanna settle my school fees asap and help out mom a little bit financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. It's almost 8am now and I'm so sleepy. Thank god for my day off today so I can sleep like a pig. Will be meeting Shena later. I miss her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6195665133998062984?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6195665133998062984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6195665133998062984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6195665133998062984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6195665133998062984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6195665133998062984' title='I solemly swear that I am up to no good'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6268925612278929940</id><published>2009-01-14T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:14:31.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Was suppose to get my pay in my hands today but shit I made a mistake. Now I have to be broke for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sent my phone for repair. I miss it already. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having 2 interviews on Saturday and I'm not sure if I could make it for both. And also, I have no idea what to wear. I wanna look for something nice and cheap. Any ideas where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shoot. I actually have nothing to blog about. So.... ciao then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6268925612278929940?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6268925612278929940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6268925612278929940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6268925612278929940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6268925612278929940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6268925612278929940' title='...'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7306778289355601585</id><published>2009-01-03T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:19:05.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;! Still not too late to wish everyone a Happy New Year! Celebrated my New year's eve at the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt;. I enjoyed my countdown as I got free flow of drinks. Had some vodka, champagne,white and red wines. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. It was an alcohol feast! Here's some pictures. I'm trying to upload the rest in my photo album but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shutterfly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to be working for the time being. So for those who wants to view the other pictures, just check out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5JxWQ08UI/AAAAAAAAAes/_R19RgQags8/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286744124718117186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5JxWQ08UI/AAAAAAAAAes/_R19RgQags8/s200/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5Jwjaa3UI/AAAAAAAAAek/qKyaoA-bfW0/s1600-h/DSC01016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286744111068142914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5Jwjaa3UI/AAAAAAAAAek/qKyaoA-bfW0/s200/DSC01016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5Ir3Mrr0I/AAAAAAAAAec/2Cl0Q-e8akU/s1600-h/DSC00982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286742930968260418" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5IqdtCiFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/O1MJXy6BHdk/s200/DSC00956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5Ip9k70WI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OAUPBIFB4zc/s1600-h/DSC00942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286742898320855394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5Ip9k70WI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OAUPBIFB4zc/s200/DSC00942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5FcT08tkI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6IjFfFWvx8Q/s1600-h/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286739365240550978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5FcT08tkI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6IjFfFWvx8Q/s200/DSC00985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7306778289355601585?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7306778289355601585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7306778289355601585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7306778289355601585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7306778289355601585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#7306778289355601585' title='Happy &apos;09'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SV5JxWQ08UI/AAAAAAAAAes/_R19RgQags8/s72-c/DSC00997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7393770607588279953</id><published>2008-12-25T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:23:55.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after effect</title><content type='html'>Okies. Since the Flyer is closed till next year, I'm currently jobless as all part-timers had been stopped till further notice. I'm rotting at home like nobody's bussiness. Tired of sleeping, playing computer games and playing psp. I wanna work as I want money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of those who cared bout me being stuck up the flyer. Appreciated it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got the chance to change my blogskin. I like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7393770607588279953?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7393770607588279953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7393770607588279953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7393770607588279953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7393770607588279953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7393770607588279953' title='after effect'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3345971059004541965</id><published>2008-12-24T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:04:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck In S'pore Flyer</title><content type='html'>As some of you know, the &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20081223/tap-149-singapore-flyer-grounded-halt-te-231650b.html"&gt;Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; was temporarily suspended&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and I was one of the unlucky casualties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was setting up for the Wedding Solemnization Capsule at 5pm which was suppose to be ready by 5.30pm but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; got jammed halfway and I was at the 3 O'clock position. At first I didn't panic as throughout the 74 times I've been up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt;, it wasn't the first time I experienced the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; at a halt. I just remained calm and keep calling my boss for the next 3 hours; wanting to know when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; could start operating again. Then suddenly I saw a few men climbing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; ladders and started to get curious. I observed them until my boss called me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boss: girl, sorry to say but the wheel isn't going to start moving anytime soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haiya&lt;/span&gt;. i so bored already up here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boss: ya. they going to bring u down by the rope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: uh? wad rope? u kidding rite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boss: ya ya. see the capsule in front of u. can u see the woman dangling out?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;?!? I'll have to do that too????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boss: ya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: BOSS!!! I DON'T WANT!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Newpaper&lt;/span&gt; for today, yup, it's me at the second page. Crying my way down. Thank god I have my colleagues and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; crew to cheer me on as I was so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283311175525718802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SVIXhZ8P2xI/AAAAAAAAAds/CbPESGs-jYE/s200/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*courtesy of Vivien for the picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I really salute the rescue team who came and calmed me down and brought me safely to the ground. They're super brave to climb up to my capsule and help me. I really really thank them and I don't how else I can express me gratitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;rescuer: hello. are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;me: yea...&lt;br /&gt;rescuer: you dare to go down?&lt;br /&gt;me: no...&lt;br /&gt;rescuer: it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. don't be scared. it's not so high... what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Izan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rescuer: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Izan&lt;/span&gt;. are you married?&lt;br /&gt;me: no!! and I don't even have a boyfriend!!&lt;br /&gt;rescuer: really? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; wait. &lt;em&gt;*calls the rescue team at the bottom* this girl not yet married. make sure she reach down safely. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;...???&lt;br /&gt;rescuer: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. are you ready now?&lt;br /&gt;me: no...&lt;br /&gt;rescuer: let me show you the view below.&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;arrh&lt;/span&gt;!!! i don't want!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3345971059004541965?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3345971059004541965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3345971059004541965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3345971059004541965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3345971059004541965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3345971059004541965' title='Stuck In S&apos;pore Flyer'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SVIXhZ8P2xI/AAAAAAAAAds/CbPESGs-jYE/s72-c/DSC00185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8738377480058238953</id><published>2008-12-09T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:28:49.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>Woohoo. Just got back from shopping. Spend bout $200 in total. May seem a little to some of you but it seems a lot to me. Been wanting to get the maroon shoes from Heatwave but when I try it on, it looked weird on me. So I settled for a pair of black and green heels. And I think my Vans polka-dot pumps is super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/ST6NGww_ktI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cx7_B12jTpA/s1600-h/CIMG7880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277810960633926354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/ST6NGww_ktI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cx7_B12jTpA/s200/CIMG7880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/ST6M852-7EI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1HHr_H51UMs/s1600-h/CIMG7882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277810791276276802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/ST6M852-7EI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1HHr_H51UMs/s200/CIMG7882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/ST6MyhNJ1GI/AAAAAAAAAdU/T-0YXKn7TnQ/s1600-h/CIMG7883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277810612859688034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/ST6MyhNJ1GI/AAAAAAAAAdU/T-0YXKn7TnQ/s200/CIMG7883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still waiting for my Victoria's Secret panties and bronzer to arrive via mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okies. Will most prolly be selling off my MP4 tomorrow. I already have 2 people wanting to buy it. Shall have an early sleep as I'm working tomorrow!!&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/4075135686902532128-8738377480058238953?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8738377480058238953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8738377480058238953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8738377480058238953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8738377480058238953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8738377480058238953' title='Shopping Spree'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/ST6NGww_ktI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cx7_B12jTpA/s72-c/CIMG7880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-527118070999799759</id><published>2008-12-09T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:23:35.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got my PSP</title><content type='html'>Hohoho. Finally got my PSP. Addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, thank god for my off day yesterday and today. Finally get to rest and see my family member's faces. Tmr all the way to Sunday, I'll be working from 3pm. This Friday will be super busy as: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2pm - 6 Champagne Flights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4pm - 1 Cocktail Flight &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5pm - 1 Cocktail Flight and 2 Wedding Solemnization Flights &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5.30pm - 1 Wedding Solemnization Flight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;so... I don't know if there's enough manpower on that day. Hopefully there is so I won't be tired. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On 15 December, I'll be having 2 interviews. Don't know which one I should attend. Okies. Off to meet my sister for some light shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-527118070999799759?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/527118070999799759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=527118070999799759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/527118070999799759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/527118070999799759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#527118070999799759' title='Got my PSP'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-603788571146769024</id><published>2008-12-01T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:05:12.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog's fucked up. I accidentally deleted the pic, the song won't automatically play and no one reads this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, finally settled my bill so my line has just been reconnected. So, my apologises to those who have tried to contact me. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my pay. So fucking broke now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go clubbing again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-603788571146769024?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/603788571146769024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=603788571146769024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/603788571146769024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/603788571146769024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#603788571146769024' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2819635723999492129</id><published>2008-11-28T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:53:57.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>I really don't feel like working today. Something happened late last night. And now my dad can't walk. It could have been me in my dad's shoes right now so I kind of feel responsible. He called me early in the morning to tell me he can't move and I fell off my bed coz I was too shocked. I feel sorry for him to be in this state and I wish I could stay home and look after him or bring him to the doctor. But since he insisted that he's fine, all I can do is pray for him.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he knows what he's doing.&lt;br /&gt;Although I love Tiger, I love my dad even more. If it's time to let him go, then so be it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2819635723999492129?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2819635723999492129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2819635723999492129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2819635723999492129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2819635723999492129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2819635723999492129' title='sad'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7802574659838526382</id><published>2008-11-19T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:08:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want red psp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://travis5.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/red-psp-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://travis5.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/red-psp-front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't care. Die² must get my RED PSP next month. Been pushing it back for so long. I'll be selling off my laptop and maybe my MP4 coz by then I would be contented with my PSP. Haha. Anyone interested please let me know ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still contemplating if I should convert to full-time for my current job. For now, the permanent part-timers are only Vivien and myself. But we seldom get to work together coz Boss say we're too close. Haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there's no doubt that I love working there. Even made friends with the security guards, flyer people and other restaurant's workers. It's like everywhere in the building I could see my friends. I could go for smoke break and eat whenever I want to. I don't think other job has this advantage. Maybe that's the reason why I don't mind working long hours and almost everyday. I should just work there for the time being till something happens... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7802574659838526382?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7802574659838526382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7802574659838526382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7802574659838526382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7802574659838526382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7802574659838526382' title='I want red psp'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7310126229212926441</id><published>2008-11-04T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:09:00.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atreyu, Why?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lame Shit la! Atreyu is not coming for Taste of Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's held at DXO instead of Fort Canning. So freaking lame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rather work on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrite. Ciao. Off to work now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7310126229212926441?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7310126229212926441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7310126229212926441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7310126229212926441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7310126229212926441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7310126229212926441' title='Atreyu, Why?!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4675253228114706197</id><published>2008-11-03T00:46:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:09:51.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Flyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. As some of you know, I'm currently working at the Flyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264105923334651090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3ccmRkPNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ylmBndh-lFY/s200/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cnNY5nfI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YsltaAe4rZg/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264106105633086962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cnNY5nfI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YsltaAe4rZg/s200/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264106249851329346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cvmpNW0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/OCm1Sd_0OOk/s200/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(This is the cute pumpkin I first noticed when I came to work on Halloween; which is right at the center of the wheel)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's some pictures I took from the flyer when I got the whole capsule to myself! Muahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cSkn-0WI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eW-B0JLcWQE/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264105751093104994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cSkn-0WI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eW-B0JLcWQE/s200/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cLGDbPzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/uFEKYbIcYcM/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264105622627630898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cLGDbPzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/uFEKYbIcYcM/s200/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cCWE42hI/AAAAAAAAATw/mMqkkS6cur4/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264105472309910034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3cCWE42hI/AAAAAAAAATw/mMqkkS6cur4/s200/DSC00238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3buPQ97rI/AAAAAAAAATo/S4pTZp1wEhM/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264105126884142770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3buPQ97rI/AAAAAAAAATo/S4pTZp1wEhM/s200/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3bj97Sv1I/AAAAAAAAATg/PZ5Ny-qjsRA/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264104950431137618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3bj97Sv1I/AAAAAAAAATg/PZ5Ny-qjsRA/s200/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3bORwJ84I/AAAAAAAAATY/cFEnDWZbzac/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264104577796010882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3bORwJ84I/AAAAAAAAATY/cFEnDWZbzac/s200/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3bE8w9QWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/10W4ygpETKY/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264104417543405922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3bE8w9QWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/10W4ygpETKY/s200/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3a3M7_UfI/AAAAAAAAATI/i8YY2YIWTzk/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264104181366477298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3a3M7_UfI/AAAAAAAAATI/i8YY2YIWTzk/s200/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt; (The model of IR)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okies. I'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S ask me how many times I've been on the flyer. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4675253228114706197?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4675253228114706197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4675253228114706197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4675253228114706197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4675253228114706197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4675253228114706197' title='Singapore Flyer'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3ccmRkPNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ylmBndh-lFY/s72-c/DSC00227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6439369622506588209</id><published>2008-10-31T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:10:27.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell-oween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3ipqKEWXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YMkpxrMVNFo/s1600-h/P1010797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264112744785009010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3ipqKEWXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YMkpxrMVNFo/s200/P1010797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3ijnPuqvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XlBMHj2uI_0/s1600-h/P1010756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264112640924232434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3ijnPuqvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XlBMHj2uI_0/s200/P1010756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3iektGg2I/AAAAAAAAAUo/rvj7RujtdpQ/s1600-h/P1010900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264112554342777698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3iektGg2I/AAAAAAAAAUo/rvj7RujtdpQ/s200/P1010900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3iH3qRx7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/QnEJN6NLm1c/s1600-h/P1010901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264112164294215602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3iH3qRx7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/QnEJN6NLm1c/s200/P1010901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Credits to Vivian for her marvellous photography skills! haha&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/4075135686902532128-6439369622506588209?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6439369622506588209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6439369622506588209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6439369622506588209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6439369622506588209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6439369622506588209' title='Hell-oween'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SQ3ipqKEWXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YMkpxrMVNFo/s72-c/P1010797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8584591868808971510</id><published>2008-10-15T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T03:31:33.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a taste of chaos!</title><content type='html'>HOLLY MOLLY SHIT SHINAGIGANS&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sp)&lt;/span&gt;! CHECK THIS OUT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257093497263419042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SPTyrrdm7qI/AAAAAAAAATA/7ps1bKSXQTc/s200/tasteofchaos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: Rockstar Taste Of Chaos&lt;br /&gt;Rockstar Taste Of Chaos is coming to Singapore this November !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bands like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I Lay Dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Story Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUCC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Atreyu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;as the headliner will be rocking at Fort Canning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Go get your tickets before it’s sold out!&lt;br /&gt;Date : 8th November 2008 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time : 7pmVenue : Fort Canning Park &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ticket Price : $98 (till 7th Nov) 113 (Door Sales) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm SO GOING FOR THIS. SHALL NOT REGRET NOT GOING LIKE LAST YEAR'S SINGFEST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8584591868808971510?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8584591868808971510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8584591868808971510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8584591868808971510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8584591868808971510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8584591868808971510' title='have a taste of chaos!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SPTyrrdm7qI/AAAAAAAAATA/7ps1bKSXQTc/s72-c/tasteofchaos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3278619113257688307</id><published>2008-10-06T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:50:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Raya</title><content type='html'>Oh shoot. I'm going back to my old days of eating non-stop. I just finished a packet of fried rice and I'm still hungry. There's nothing left to eat now so I guess I'll just stop for the day and sleep. Just a few days back, I finish 2 boxes of ferrero rocher. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are closing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, it's not too late to wish Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I didn't get money for this year's raya. so sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3278619113257688307?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3278619113257688307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3278619113257688307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3278619113257688307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3278619113257688307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3278619113257688307' title='Happy Raya'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-9162023302732223315</id><published>2008-09-20T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:24:17.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freak</title><content type='html'>Don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm lazy to blog. I just have nothing to blog about. Everyday is the same old routine. Like what my self proclaimed bro always tells me "Same shit, different day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please don't read this post if you're easily scared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was young, I was able to 'see' things that not many people could. Like seeing my dad at home and not knowing he was actually away to another country, or.... that female figure that everyone always talks about but never have actually seen one. I've had endless encounters but I really really thank god that I've never seen one face-to-face before. Though I'll be scared to my wits if I saw one, but seeing one right in my face would make me pee and even shit in my pants. The only person I could really talk to about this without scaring the person is my dad. He even told me that when he checks on me sleeping at night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;there would&lt;/span&gt; be 'someone' by my side; looking at me. But it's not there to harm &lt;em&gt;(so no worries there). &lt;/em&gt;Till I was 16, I just kept this between me, my dad, my sis and a few of those close to me &lt;em&gt;(so they won't freak out when they see me suddenly shaking or staring at something) &lt;/em&gt;and then I told my dad that I didn't want this third eye as it's too much for me and I'm not that strong enough to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my third eye got bound &lt;em&gt;(whether you believe it or not).&lt;/em&gt; I thought I could live like any normal person but unfortunately no. Though I couldn't 'see' things anymore, I could sense them. Sometimes for no apparent reason, the hairs on my hands and neck would stand and I would start to feel super duper uncomfortable. Sometimes I feel like I'm just being paranoid or acting like a chicken. But I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the type who likes to come home really late at night, simply because I like to. So ever since I stopped working, I'll come home super late like 3 or 4 in the morning whenever I go out. That's when I started seeing things again. So I turned to my dad again one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pa, remember when you told me you've already bound my third eye?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad:&lt;/strong&gt; ya. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. so it means when I see things now it's just my imagination right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;no. if 'they' want you to see 'them', then you will. where did u see it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;uh... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;errmmm&lt;/span&gt;... in the lift. when I came home late the other day. But it won't harm me right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;no. 'they' just wanna scare you. so don't be scared. and take care of yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;huh... oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, no matter how much of a scare-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dy&lt;/span&gt; cat I am, this is something I can't run away from. If you don't believe me, then don't. If you do, I'm sorry if I scared you. But it's just something I wanna get off my chest. It'll make me stronger, I hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-9162023302732223315?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/9162023302732223315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=9162023302732223315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/9162023302732223315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/9162023302732223315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#9162023302732223315' title='freak'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7806032640850039430</id><published>2008-09-04T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:49:34.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Just got back moments ago from visiting my friend in the hospital. He got beaten up last week when he went to DBL O. He looks super pitiful with the huge bandages on his hands and head. I wonder why youngsters these days like to beat people up and to the extend of using knife/parang. &lt;em&gt;Haiz, bulan-bulan puasa korang buat keje macam gini.&lt;/em&gt; Wanted to cry when I first saw him but I managed to overcome it. Poor thing. Visiting him again soon. Thank god he's out of coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Paula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s I am not smarter than a 5th grader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7806032640850039430?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7806032640850039430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7806032640850039430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7806032640850039430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7806032640850039430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7806032640850039430' title='untitled'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1308408854590623280</id><published>2008-09-01T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T03:12:24.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fasting!</title><content type='html'>Fasting month is officially here. In a few hours time, I'll have to stop eating till evening time. So currently, I'm now happily munching a big bag of... I don't know what the chips are called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead bored right now. No chit-chatters online. Downloading "Are you smarter than a fifth grader" game right now. Hopefully it can keep me entertain till &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sahur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm extra lazy during fasting period so don't bother so much to ask me out. I'm usually nocturnal during this month. I know during this period I'm suppose to do good deeds but rather than being awake and unintentionally looking at 'stuffs' and accidentally gossiping bout others, I rather spend my days sleeping and my nights awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Shena!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kai!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Teachers' Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fasting Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1308408854590623280?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1308408854590623280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1308408854590623280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1308408854590623280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1308408854590623280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1308408854590623280' title='Happy Fasting!'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-320279167248546956</id><published>2008-08-31T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:02:49.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exercising self control</title><content type='html'>Aite. Just changed my blogskin again.&lt;br /&gt;Dun tell me it's too bright coz I love red!&lt;br /&gt;And cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day I can get to eat to my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;Fasting month is already here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get a job. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just go back to teaching line?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-320279167248546956?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/320279167248546956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=320279167248546956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/320279167248546956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/320279167248546956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#320279167248546956' title='exercising self control'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-3894926538845548632</id><published>2008-08-21T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:37:35.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diploma fresh graduate</title><content type='html'>Yay! I passed my final exams and now I'm just waiting to collect my Diploma.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to get a job ASAP. So sick and tired of doing household chores.&lt;br /&gt;I want and need a job immediately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-3894926538845548632?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/3894926538845548632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=3894926538845548632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3894926538845548632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/3894926538845548632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3894926538845548632' title='diploma fresh graduate'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-9126438128497496940</id><published>2008-08-18T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:24:51.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fad's Chalet photos</title><content type='html'>OK. The photos are up. Here's some. To see the whole album of 198 photos, click 'Pictures' under my links; Fad's Chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPnl_9MTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aSHQTXYM0RM/s1600-h/DSC04669a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235522108452057394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPnl_9MTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aSHQTXYM0RM/s200/DSC04669a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; early birds love to camwhore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPWI6Q44I/AAAAAAAAASw/zBYp3O5LQDI/s1600-h/DSC04768a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235521808585778050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPWI6Q44I/AAAAAAAAASw/zBYp3O5LQDI/s200/DSC04768a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; drunk power rangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPLT4KfLI/AAAAAAAAASo/mtssrps1Xmo/s1600-h/DSC04778a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235521622551198898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPLT4KfLI/AAAAAAAAASo/mtssrps1Xmo/s200/DSC04778a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPCT1k7tI/AAAAAAAAASg/pH33feCsqaM/s1600-h/DSC04794a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235521467921526482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPCT1k7tI/AAAAAAAAASg/pH33feCsqaM/s200/DSC04794a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhO5UAG-0I/AAAAAAAAASY/vsJJJqxqimk/s1600-h/DSC04801a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235521313346878274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhO5UAG-0I/AAAAAAAAASY/vsJJJqxqimk/s200/DSC04801a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this pic. Dunno why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhOw8vzZHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ISh5CLq16ac/s1600-h/DSC04804a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235521169665516658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhOw8vzZHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ISh5CLq16ac/s200/DSC04804a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shena and her stupid purple balloon which was later discovered in the freezer after everyone's sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhOlf-EacI/AAAAAAAAASI/Yx5jG83JLbc/s1600-h/DSC04849a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235520972962163138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhOlf-EacI/AAAAAAAAASI/Yx5jG83JLbc/s200/DSC04849a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretending to be hiking in some thick forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhOTHlZHAI/AAAAAAAAASA/gCgdOZdZJhA/s1600-h/DSC04876a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235520657178565634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhOTHlZHAI/AAAAAAAAASA/gCgdOZdZJhA/s200/DSC04876a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His lifetime aspiration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-9126438128497496940?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/9126438128497496940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=9126438128497496940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/9126438128497496940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/9126438128497496940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#9126438128497496940' title='Fad&apos;s Chalet photos'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SKhPnl_9MTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aSHQTXYM0RM/s72-c/DSC04669a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1193780911135871025</id><published>2008-08-17T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:40:20.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fad's Chalet</title><content type='html'>Aite. Went to Fadhil's chalet yesterday and it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone got drunk and some were vomiting all over. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I was super high and when I look at the pictures on Zee's camera, there's some pics that I don't recalled posing for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 11.30am and went straight to bed as I was the self appointed 'security guard' yesterday night. Woke up at 2pm as someone came to view my house and slept again at 2.30pm. Woke up again at 7.30pm as another viewer came to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall upload the pics when I get it. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1193780911135871025?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1193780911135871025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1193780911135871025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1193780911135871025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1193780911135871025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1193780911135871025' title='Fad&apos;s Chalet'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-146068770435536947</id><published>2008-08-13T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:36:57.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got scolded by daddy coz I was disturbing memek and accidentally knocked onto the dinning table which cause a loud sound at 1230am. Also because earlier I had knocked onto the table fan which cause it to dropped and was partly dismantled(thank god i could fix it). He said that he noticed I've been knocking onto things recently even when I'm sleeping(which explains the bruises I discovered on my knees after I woke up). Haiz. I can't help that I'm super clusmy these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not my fault isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must be Memek's!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-146068770435536947?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/146068770435536947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=146068770435536947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/146068770435536947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/146068770435536947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#146068770435536947' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7106907222811189762</id><published>2008-08-06T22:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:20:53.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger a.k.a Memek Boom</title><content type='html'>I love my memek. Ever since I've stop working, I've been spending lots of time with him though he has shown enough evidence to prove that he hates me. For example, quickly moving to another seat if I sat down beside him or chasing and biting my feet while I'm walking.&lt;br /&gt;But I still love him to bits and pieces all the way from the pathetic look he gives when he wants to enter my room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmxcpveS_I/AAAAAAAAARU/QtR8EwAtSOs/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231407547966966770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmxcpveS_I/AAAAAAAAARU/QtR8EwAtSOs/s200/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and to his babats! &lt;em&gt;(fats)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231407762886975058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmxpKYZXlI/AAAAAAAAARc/43fylb7l8vk/s200/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And not forgetting the stupid things that he always do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmxFlGlArI/AAAAAAAAARM/SCf3aHvSf4U/s1600-h/makcikTIGER.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231407151584707250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmxFlGlArI/AAAAAAAAARM/SCf3aHvSf4U/s200/makcikTIGER.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (You guys have got to take a close up look on this pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmw86_ePzI/AAAAAAAAARE/3W2ova1H_ds/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231407002841661234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmw86_ePzI/AAAAAAAAARE/3W2ova1H_ds/s200/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;(trying to push open my room door)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmwwOBaxkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Thhqgj3Y_Hw/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231406784611796546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmwwOBaxkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Thhqgj3Y_Hw/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (don't ask me what he's doing to my mom's flowers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmwg0EInNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/iRDcBgf226A/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231406519945829586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmwg0EInNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/iRDcBgf226A/s200/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7106907222811189762?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7106907222811189762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7106907222811189762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7106907222811189762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7106907222811189762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7106907222811189762' title='Tiger a.k.a Memek Boom'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SJmxcpveS_I/AAAAAAAAARU/QtR8EwAtSOs/s72-c/DSC00299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1175334632573448763</id><published>2008-07-26T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:56:28.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A week past by in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;And I did nothing except watching my favourite Korean series for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.kbs.co.kr/drama/drama_photo/051/009/051009038_L.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.kbs.co.kr/drama/drama_photo/051/009/051009038_L.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spring Waltz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thejapanshop.com/images/T/t-16838-633.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.thejapanshop.com/images/T/t-16838-633.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Love To Kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spcnet.tv/korea2005/sassygirl/sassy01.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.spcnet.tv/korea2005/sassygirl/sassy01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sassy Girl Chun Hyang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in line for next week would most prolly be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.selaplana.com/uploaded/2006/11/princesshours.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.d-addicts.com/forumfiles/snapshot_195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Song To The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://news.stareastasia.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/hero-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1175334632573448763?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1175334632573448763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1175334632573448763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1175334632573448763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1175334632573448763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1175334632573448763' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1133650375375635735</id><published>2008-07-16T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:39:24.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great disappointment; that's me</title><content type='html'>I'm disappointed that you rarely pick up my calls&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that you rarely reply my texts&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that you only need me when there's no one&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that you seldom talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that when you talk to me, it doesn't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that you couldn't look after the things I gave you&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that you choose to ignore me&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that you come home when you want to and leave it in a mess&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that I couldn't help my friends with their problems&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed with so many people and things that maybe, I'm just a disappointment myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you feel your heartbeat racing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you taste the fear in her sweat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've done this wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's too far gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This sheet smells of regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll admit that I'm just a fool for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just a fool for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1133650375375635735?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1133650375375635735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1133650375375635735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1133650375375635735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1133650375375635735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1133650375375635735' title='great disappointment; that&apos;s me'/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-668068061294840963</id><published>2008-07-12T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T05:03:47.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh shoot!&lt;br /&gt;I totally just embarrassed myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of him.&lt;br /&gt;I really thought today was his birthday so I wished him via text.&lt;br /&gt;And it turns out that his birthday was last month!&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PAISEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell was I thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Goes to show how much I paid attention.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you need to pay me for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, now I need to express my grieve about how you can find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ecret's&lt;/span&gt; products almost everywhere. Last time you can only find it online(and it's great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; then not many people would be using the same thing as you) but now... left, right, back, front, up, down, upside down you can find it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-668068061294840963?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/668068061294840963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=668068061294840963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/668068061294840963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/668068061294840963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#668068061294840963' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5595718720639834375</id><published>2008-07-07T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:13:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hell yea!&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;And I passed my marketing paper! Double joy!&lt;br /&gt;Now I've only got 1 ½ day to study for my Case Studies paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5595718720639834375?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5595718720639834375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5595718720639834375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5595718720639834375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5595718720639834375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5595718720639834375' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2521070834580302373</id><published>2008-07-06T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:34:08.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a second to make sure your gut is accurate and pure cause I don't got time to waste on anyone who thinks they see something in me that quite possibly might be just someone they think they saved and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn, so damn tired of all this. Don't bring those haunting deadly eyes to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;__________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2521070834580302373?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2521070834580302373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2521070834580302373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2521070834580302373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2521070834580302373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2521070834580302373' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2957419555220788029</id><published>2008-07-06T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:15.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, mommy told me if I follow her to work today, only then I can get some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had an 1hr plus of sleep and the next thing I knew, it's time to follow mommy to work. It was 5am. We took a cab and the driver was happily speeding his way through the empty roads towards York Hotel even after mommy gave him several but polite warnings. She gave me $15 just as we were about to alight from the cab, and I lost it in 5mins. The last time I was holding on to the money was after I alight from the cab and it took me 5hrs later to realise it. Damn it! I really need that money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy brought me to the kitchen and I was suprised at the sight of two large woks. Which could literally fit me in. Not like this, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219846872256876306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SHCfEwrODxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zKiXDzXodCU/s200/DSC07162+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like this.. &lt;em&gt;(I'm serious)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219846636457506882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SHCe3CQROEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Bz5xxNwAEAA/s200/meinwok+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made me cut some chillies and onions and her rate of cutting was; CHOPCHOPCHOP&lt;em&gt;(say it in one second)&lt;/em&gt; while mine was; chop...chop...chop&lt;em&gt;(say it in 5 seconds)&lt;/em&gt; and I was already tearing by the fifth chilli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she made me cut 4 bundles of carrot cakes, which look like 4 loaves of bread, and it was all sticky, wobbly and it took me almost an hour just to cut all. I guess this really shows that I'm not made for the kitchen. Thank god my parents objected when I wanted to further my studies in Shatec. Haha! Also, after all the mess I've made, thank godness I don't have to clean and wash it as she told her assistant to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. Today's post is totally crap due to my lack of beauty sleep. Going out soon to celebrate Von's birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK then. Adios Amigos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(hehe I learn that from Dora the explorer)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2957419555220788029?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2957419555220788029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2957419555220788029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2957419555220788029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2957419555220788029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2957419555220788029' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SHCfEwrODxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zKiXDzXodCU/s72-c/DSC07162+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6895175820875911431</id><published>2008-07-05T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:12:41.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pity mom coz today was her birthday and both my sisters didn't not celebrate it with her and instead they went out with their boyfriends. Couldn't they spare one day just to have dinner with their own mother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so it was me, mommy and daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a reward, mom bought me a webcam for doing household chores yesterday and celebrating her birthday with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.tomshw.it/guides/hardware/consumer/20060920/images/microsoft_vx1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6895175820875911431?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6895175820875911431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6895175820875911431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6895175820875911431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6895175820875911431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6895175820875911431' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6291824350112440366</id><published>2008-06-25T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T02:40:49.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aite&lt;/span&gt;. Been dead bored at home lately. Stayed up late watching videos and movies to entertain myself. Only when the sun is about to rise, that would be my bedtime. Watched The Strangers, Narnia, Sex and the City, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayat&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cinta&lt;/span&gt;, The Cutting Edge 3, Enchanted and the whole entire season 1 of Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Strangers is great. That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; because as I was watching it and was almost reaching the climax part, someone chatted with me and I've forgotten to off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; sound so I kinda shocked by the sound effect. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. Gossip Girl's alright. Bout the lives of Upper East &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Siders&lt;/span&gt; in NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, I can't believe Friday would be my last lesson. After that would be exams and before I know it, I've graduated. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Everything's&lt;/span&gt; moving so fast. I don't even have time to sit back and get to know the other half of my classmates. And to think I've been in the same class as them for a year plus. I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; miss going to classes at night. But then, I'm also relieved as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;there'll&lt;/span&gt; be no more study stress and I'm be on my first step to doing what I've always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have to start studying for my exams and preparing myself for the busiest weekend as 2 of my cousins would be getting married; one on Saturday and the other on Sunday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;. Just hope my legs won't give up on me. My wrists on the other hand, are already giving warnings to stop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6291824350112440366?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6291824350112440366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6291824350112440366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6291824350112440366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6291824350112440366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6291824350112440366' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6781589109392607443</id><published>2008-06-24T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T04:07:41.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Von insisted that I should take an &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/iq-adventure-test"&gt;IQ Adventure Test&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/iq-adventure-test?score=-1752037750"&gt;my score&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy now Von?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6781589109392607443?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6781589109392607443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6781589109392607443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6781589109392607443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6781589109392607443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6781589109392607443' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4070834444496120600</id><published>2008-06-15T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:16.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aite. Was back in Singapore since Friday but was too lazy to update. Btw I love my new hair! Check out my splits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SFS8e2yCIfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zz6d_-nnv98/s1600-h/DSC03842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211997907061973490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SFS8e2yCIfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zz6d_-nnv98/s200/DSC03842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SFS8Xd_Ov6I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ORbF6jO3eY0/s1600-h/DSC03857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211997780147355554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SFS8Xd_Ov6I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ORbF6jO3eY0/s200/DSC03857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211997629049310514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SFS8OrGpjTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/r3zfiEJLEeM/s200/DSC03856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4070834444496120600?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4070834444496120600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4070834444496120600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4070834444496120600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4070834444496120600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4070834444496120600' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SFS8e2yCIfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zz6d_-nnv98/s72-c/DSC03842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2270774523580003984</id><published>2008-06-06T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:21:50.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aite&lt;/span&gt;. I'm at my cousin's place in Malaysia right now. It's been a while since I've last been here and the house has changed tremendously I must say. I've decided to take a break for about a week since I'm currently not working and there's no class till next Friday(actually I skipped today's lesson). Arrived around 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mn&lt;/span&gt; this morning. Stayed up chatting and playing games with my cousin till 5. I really thank god my wireless is working, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it hasn't when I tried it at home several times, if not I'll be dead bored when my cousin is glued to her laptop playing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chocolatier&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Anyways, I was the one who introduced the game to her, so I guess I can't blame her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have a change in hair colour since I'm not working. Only for the time being till I get job. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;, although it's the perfect hair colour that matches some stupid things I do or say, I don't think it suits me really well. I was thinking of red. Any opinions on that? The last time I dyed my hair red, it didn't really turn out as well but I still wanna get it. It's my favourite colour so I want majority of my things to be red. Currently my nails are red too. Cherry red. And you wanna know what else on me is red? My pimple! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and my panties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap, I'm starting to babble nonsense due to lack of nourishment since hours ago. Only had nuggets and fries for brunch. Yea, so much for healthy lifestyle. I live for delicious food that's why I wanna venture into F&amp;amp;B line but due to some religious problems, I can't. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. I shall go and get proper food now since my uncle has already prepared it.&lt;br /&gt;So..... readers; Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;food; here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2270774523580003984?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2270774523580003984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2270774523580003984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2270774523580003984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2270774523580003984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2270774523580003984' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2926579201922591863</id><published>2008-05-31T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:17.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally officially jobless.&lt;br /&gt;It's time that I focus on my studies and what I really want to persue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll miss the kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206411713322622194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2926579201922591863?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2926579201922591863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2926579201922591863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2926579201922591863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2926579201922591863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2926579201922591863' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/SEDj3lcHHPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/OoeieMLdZpk/s72-c/DSC07474a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7322551972914958142</id><published>2008-05-04T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:01:52.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go to your corner and cry&lt;br /&gt;Fill those big, bright, beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tell somebody, tell someone who cares&lt;br /&gt;You can tell anyone you want&lt;br /&gt;Who you think that I should be&lt;br /&gt;Do anything&lt;br /&gt;Don't come crying to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7322551972914958142?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7322551972914958142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7322551972914958142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7322551972914958142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7322551972914958142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7322551972914958142' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8862994189228543658</id><published>2008-04-27T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T10:31:19.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slept for 17hours.&lt;br /&gt;(4pm - 9am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8862994189228543658?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8862994189228543658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;. Short on manpower today. My legs were wobbly like jelly when I reach home due to being on my feet non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dammit! An outbreak of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HFMD&lt;/span&gt; in my school! Now all the teachers have to disinfect the whole school. And me, as the receiving teacher, I had and have to screen 100 over pupils to take precautionary measures to prevent the disease from spreading. This is the only time when the hand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disinfecting&lt;/span&gt; spray is my only friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit. My heart has never beaten so fast before&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(besides the few exceptional times when I see someone special).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere in the conference room was so tensed that I just wanted to break down and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was back at work after my scheduled working hours as my boss had arranged for a meeting with one of my student's parents. So unfortunately, as form teacher, I had to be present. Something so small as scribbling on another person's book could lead to something so huge. I swear by just looking the parent's red-face and shivering hands, if he could hit someone there and then, someone would have gotten hurt. Thank god things like that only occur in my imagination&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(you know my imagination can run really wild at times). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hands, fingers, feet, toes were all pointing at me and assistant that we are not supervising the student's close enough. Instead of letting me say a few things to help me defend myself and my assistant, and lessen the damage of my image/reputation of form teacher, my boss had signalled me keep quiet. I was super pissed. It's not like he was handling the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt; well, he made it even worst. So worst that the parents even told him off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(even though i feel that my boss deserve it, but i still have to side him). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel like explaining to the parents that I do care bout the students in my class as if not I wouldn't be there for 2years. I feel like just telling off my boss to let my speak up and if he really want to fire me due to me being rude, he doesn't have to; I've already tendered. But I guess after all that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;humiliation&lt;/span&gt; my boss had been through, I should just give him the respect. I think things were still unresolved when the parents left that evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back I met them and they actually apologized to me and told me not take things personally and indirectly hinted that they started to get tensed up because of my boss. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. K &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wadever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back home, I certainly hoped I would be caught in the situation again. I think this post is long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4572890412995634392?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4572890412995634392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4572890412995634392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4572890412995634392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4572890412995634392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4572890412995634392' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6495834219076689744</id><published>2008-04-08T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:18.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pictures makes my post look longer,&lt;br /&gt;and my blog seems nicer.&lt;br /&gt;You Me at Six makes my heart go faster,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and my panties slightly wetter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. wtf! ignore the last line. just looking for something that rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uFUu0QjlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/F_yzLn5Zkmw/s1600-h/zedge5608p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186885987058355794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uFUu0QjlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/F_yzLn5Zkmw/s200/zedge5608p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uEkO0QjkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/HgBrcoLj7Vo/s1600-h/youmeat6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186885153834700354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uEkO0QjkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/HgBrcoLj7Vo/s200/youmeat6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uETu0QjjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DI5FGa2L64o/s1600-h/n599711740_574947_7075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186884870366858802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uETu0QjjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DI5FGa2L64o/s200/n599711740_574947_7075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uEJO0QjiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oIl8fpgbiXM/s1600-h/2089974942_a3b14e03f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186884689978232354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uEJO0QjiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oIl8fpgbiXM/s200/2089974942_a3b14e03f1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uEDu0QjhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/mSOBH3v3Gw4/s1600-h/372533859_cb9aa3e6cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186884595488951826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uEDu0QjhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/mSOBH3v3Gw4/s200/372533859_cb9aa3e6cb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uD8-0QjgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Wsw015ljnDk/s1600-h/n738258532_308400_7878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186884479524834818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uD8-0QjgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Wsw015ljnDk/s200/n738258532_308400_7878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-6495834219076689744?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6495834219076689744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6495834219076689744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6495834219076689744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6495834219076689744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6495834219076689744' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_uFUu0QjlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/F_yzLn5Zkmw/s72-c/zedge5608p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5567376335199698252</id><published>2008-04-08T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:25:13.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're so nice and you're so smart&lt;br /&gt;You're such a good friend I have to break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you that I love you then I'll tear your world apart&lt;br /&gt;Just pretend I didn't tear your world apart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5567376335199698252?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5567376335199698252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5567376335199698252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5567376335199698252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5567376335199698252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#5567376335199698252' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2725664326031970036</id><published>2008-04-04T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:20.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pictures speak more than words.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the top 3 boys on my favourite list. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YMQe0QjfI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OwPhHxZ8QxM/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185345498253397490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YMQe0QjfI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OwPhHxZ8QxM/s200/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (As usual, My Javier Junior. The one who wishes to buy me an Audi car) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YMGO0QjeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fjAUvRqDnWk/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185345322159738338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YMGO0QjeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fjAUvRqDnWk/s200/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lok Tien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YL7-0QjdI/AAAAAAAAAOk/TlpLTsWJtQ0/s1600-h/Cayden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185345146066079186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YL7-0QjdI/AAAAAAAAAOk/TlpLTsWJtQ0/s200/Cayden.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden Tan!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo! Check out these warped photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLwO0QjcI/AAAAAAAAAOc/n0duKAUkk8U/s1600-h/warp(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185344944202616258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLwO0QjcI/AAAAAAAAAOc/n0duKAUkk8U/s200/warp(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLr-0QjbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1o1gvIs_MvQ/s1600-h/warp(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185344871188172210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLr-0QjbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1o1gvIs_MvQ/s200/warp(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLnu0QjaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ybYUNhxPf20/s1600-h/warp(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185344798173728162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLnu0QjaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ybYUNhxPf20/s200/warp(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLge0QjZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2VZh6l2zxm0/s1600-h/warp(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185344673619676562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLge0QjZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2VZh6l2zxm0/s200/warp(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLV-0QjYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fw2U46waBPo/s1600-h/warp(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185344493231050114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YLV-0QjYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fw2U46waBPo/s200/warp(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Piss me off and I'll face warp your face! Lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2725664326031970036?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2725664326031970036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2725664326031970036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2725664326031970036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2725664326031970036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2725664326031970036' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R_YMQe0QjfI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OwPhHxZ8QxM/s72-c/DSC00057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-8143424755382888555</id><published>2008-03-24T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:55:25.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waiting for your call,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, I'm angry,&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; for your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept thinking of where I went wrong&lt;br /&gt;that I alighted at the wrong bus stop... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-8143424755382888555?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/8143424755382888555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=8143424755382888555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8143424755382888555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/8143424755382888555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8143424755382888555' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7285962131881149358</id><published>2008-03-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:03:31.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just so freaking bored these few days. Haven't been doing anything much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday I applied for leave and went to meet up with Kai to get my belated birthday present. He cooked Fried Rice with plenty of egg for me. It tasted awful but I did ate a few mouthfuls to please him for his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hard work&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I can't really expect much from him so I didn't even try to think about how the food will taste like. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. His workplace was so hard to find. And he couldn't make up his mind to get  me to take the bus or cab when I asked for directions. He kept on singing stupid songs which irritated the shit out of me. But I guess he did entertained me. Left for school and happily took a king-sized handful of his sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to meet up with Von and Cheryl. Didn't do anything much but just walk around, slack at Orchard Parade Starbucks for hours and cam whore. Headed back home around 10pm cause none of us could decide where to go or what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been addicted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Panadols&lt;/span&gt; lately. I don't if it's because of my 4 growing teeth but my jaw and face would feel super painful as thought someone had just punch my face and I feel like it's swollen. Only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Panadol&lt;/span&gt; Extra could stop the pain. But once the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;panadol&lt;/span&gt; effect starts to fade away, the pain would come back. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;, I need some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what's wrong with *you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7285962131881149358?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7285962131881149358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7285962131881149358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7285962131881149358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7285962131881149358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7285962131881149358' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-2394273782449275711</id><published>2008-03-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:46:32.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from Batam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to finally be able to take my mind off my assignments and work for sometime. but now I have difficulty to switch my brain back to the 'working mode'. Had too much fun I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Food was nice. I think I spend all my money on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He⁽¹⁾ said.....&lt;br /&gt;He⁽²⁾ said....&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all confused..&lt;br /&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was him⁽³⁾&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-2394273782449275711?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/2394273782449275711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=2394273782449275711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2394273782449275711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/2394273782449275711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2394273782449275711' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1321156933402957296</id><published>2008-03-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:20.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8wjsW7GXKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/u2h_K9moGKU/s1600-h/k810i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173549316916534434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8wjsW7GXKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/u2h_K9moGKU/s200/k810i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just changed my phone yesterday coz my parents gave me a $100 starhub voucher for my birthday. I wanted K850i instead but my mom insisted that the design is ugly and doesn't allow me to get it. Haiz. But nvm, I'm contented with the phone I have... for now. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1321156933402957296?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1321156933402957296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1321156933402957296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1321156933402957296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1321156933402957296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1321156933402957296' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8wjsW7GXKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/u2h_K9moGKU/s72-c/k810i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-4613168061247646744</id><published>2008-02-24T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:24.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back again to blog. Went to celebrate my birthday with my colleagues and few of my friends. To my suprise, my bosses came too! haha. And they opened a bottle of Chivas for me. Jeremy also got a few drinks for me. All are nice. Can't recall how many cups i drank and how many different drinks i had. I had fun though. Didn't get drunk but of my colleagues did and my male boss had to carry her to his car and sent her home. How embarrassing. Check out the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FabJrCFNI/AAAAAAAAANs/EwrA-qPtzFE/s1600-h/DSC07023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170513269697418450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FabJrCFNI/AAAAAAAAANs/EwrA-qPtzFE/s200/DSC07023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FaMZrCFMI/AAAAAAAAANk/P0s63w04XP4/s1600-h/DSC07013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170513016294347970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FaMZrCFMI/AAAAAAAAANk/P0s63w04XP4/s200/DSC07013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FZIprCFJI/AAAAAAAAANM/U17EPWiJ8Cs/s1600-h/DSC07022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170511852358210706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FZIprCFJI/AAAAAAAAANM/U17EPWiJ8Cs/s200/DSC07022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYtZrCFII/AAAAAAAAANE/L1eetorfKFc/s1600-h/DSC07026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170511384206775426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYtZrCFII/AAAAAAAAANE/L1eetorfKFc/s200/DSC07026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boss on the extreme left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYeprCFHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/O8iEMpQp6fo/s1600-h/DSC07018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170511130803704946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYeprCFHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/O8iEMpQp6fo/s200/DSC07018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my colleagues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aite. Reached home bout 4am and I woke up at 8.30am coz my relatives had planned a small gathering at east coast coz my cousin from Aussie is here. and also to have a mini birthday celebration for me. hehe. I'm so tired. think i'm gonna sleep soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYOJrCFGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4n37XFWl2po/s1600-h/DSC07047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170510847335863394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYOJrCFGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4n37XFWl2po/s200/DSC07047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to carry my own birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYA5rCFFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Nk7S0is5Lfg/s1600-h/DSC07035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170510619702596690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FYA5rCFFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Nk7S0is5Lfg/s200/DSC07035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister wrote this on my right hand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I'M THE B'DAY GIRL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FXx5rCFEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0xFEY2nc5oc/s1600-h/DSC07036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170510362004558914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FXx5rCFEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0xFEY2nc5oc/s200/DSC07036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On my left hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I'M 19!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FXj5rCFDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sZ_GWGLqy_I/s1600-h/DSC07042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170510121486390322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FXj5rCFDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sZ_GWGLqy_I/s200/DSC07042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my stupified look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FXRJrCFCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rU-NGlFkyI0/s1600-h/DSC07046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170509799363843106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FXRJrCFCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rU-NGlFkyI0/s200/DSC07046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FW0JrCFBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/M6EWYouY35g/s1600-h/DSC07043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170509301147636754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FW0JrCFBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/M6EWYouY35g/s200/DSC07043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-4613168061247646744?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/4613168061247646744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=4613168061247646744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4613168061247646744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/4613168061247646744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4613168061247646744' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R8FabJrCFNI/AAAAAAAAANs/EwrA-qPtzFE/s72-c/DSC07023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-1910344877690762322</id><published>2008-02-17T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:28.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! I just got back from my Genting trip. I really enjoyed the short gateaway. Forget all bout my troubles. I jealous coz my parents are still there while I'm already back here in Singapore. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKp5rCFAI/AAAAAAAAAME/eK0UPpkC0VM/s1600-h/DSC06999.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167962656124048386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKp5rCFAI/AAAAAAAAAME/eK0UPpkC0VM/s200/DSC06999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKhJrCE_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NuLXrersWx4/s1600-h/DSC06972.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167962505800193010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKhJrCE_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NuLXrersWx4/s200/DSC06972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ever wondered how it feels to stand among the clouds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKWJrCE-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Updf4PjCzJ4/s1600-h/DSC06970.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167962316821631970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKWJrCE-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Updf4PjCzJ4/s200/DSC06970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Light snacks and beer. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKLZrCE9I/AAAAAAAAALs/xcdcwi2vbv0/s1600-h/DSC06958.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167962132138038226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKLZrCE9I/AAAAAAAAALs/xcdcwi2vbv0/s200/DSC06958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKBZrCE8I/AAAAAAAAALk/yPfg9vN78X4/s1600-h/DSC06941.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167961960339346370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKBZrCE8I/AAAAAAAAALk/yPfg9vN78X4/s200/DSC06941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJ3ZrCE7I/AAAAAAAAALc/TEgkzv6rttg/s1600-h/DSC06932.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167961788540654514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJ3ZrCE7I/AAAAAAAAALc/TEgkzv6rttg/s200/DSC06932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJo5rCE6I/AAAAAAAAALU/guq-gKPyNyw/s1600-h/DSC06930.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167961539432551330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJo5rCE6I/AAAAAAAAALU/guq-gKPyNyw/s200/DSC06930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; The view from my hotel window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJeJrCE5I/AAAAAAAAALM/Icu75zEVTqU/s1600-h/DSC06928.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167961354748957586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJeJrCE5I/AAAAAAAAALM/Icu75zEVTqU/s200/DSC06928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJUZrCE4I/AAAAAAAAALE/x0Bcpr_bCNE/s1600-h/DSC06908.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167961187245233026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJUZrCE4I/AAAAAAAAALE/x0Bcpr_bCNE/s200/DSC06908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJLprCE3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/BDbrJX1TT9w/s1600-h/DSC06900.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167961036921377650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJLprCE3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/BDbrJX1TT9w/s200/DSC06900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167960895187456866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hJDZrCE2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/4nNnUscvMeA/s200/DSC06895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hI4JrCE1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/gDfPaajRWqc/s1600-h/DSC06893.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167960701913928530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hI4JrCE1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/gDfPaajRWqc/s200/DSC06893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Just being me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hIr5rCE0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/YUdE1ms0Kos/s1600-h/DSC06886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167960491460531010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hIr5rCE0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/YUdE1ms0Kos/s200/DSC06886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hHu5rCEzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4nzvGRCVTnU/s1600-h/DSC06885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167959443488510770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hHu5rCEzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4nzvGRCVTnU/s200/DSC06885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hHjZrCEyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nctvqEOcIIw/s1600-h/DSC06878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167959245920015138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hHjZrCEyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nctvqEOcIIw/s200/DSC06878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hHNJrCExI/AAAAAAAAAKM/domx0xnvRwU/s1600-h/DSC06876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167958863667925778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hHNJrCExI/AAAAAAAAAKM/domx0xnvRwU/s200/DSC06876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hF4prCEwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ImY_11NZulE/s1600-h/DSC06856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167957411968979714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hF4prCEwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ImY_11NZulE/s200/DSC06856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-1910344877690762322?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/1910344877690762322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=1910344877690762322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1910344877690762322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/1910344877690762322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1910344877690762322' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R7hKp5rCFAI/AAAAAAAAAME/eK0UPpkC0VM/s72-c/DSC06999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-5090313438038479949</id><published>2008-02-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:24:15.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah! Tokio Hotel rocks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;They're so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video and you'll know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxPisTm5GL8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxPisTm5GL8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: I've lost my shoe in the moshpit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bill: I`ve lost my shoe while dancing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: Can you please move your sweaty armpit from my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bill: Ey, asshole. You're sweating on me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: It's an emergency, have you got any hairstraighteners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bill: (pointing at Tom's crotch) I've got dreadlocks down there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom: Could you straighten my hair down there? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: Do you wanna snog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom: Should we lick each other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: What, I can't hear you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom/Bill: Wassup?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: Tokio Hotel rock our faces off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom: Tokio Hotel is giving it to us hard &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom: Can I fuck you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom/Bill: Let's be friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slink: Where is the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bill/Tom: Where is the shithouse?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-5090313438038479949?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/5090313438038479949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=5090313438038479949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5090313438038479949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/5090313438038479949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5090313438038479949' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-7469634382304839332</id><published>2008-02-09T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:29.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62z1prCEvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/o6bAQqgaZbs/s1600-h/DSC02660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164982081964610290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62z1prCEvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/o6bAQqgaZbs/s200/DSC02660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62zH5rCEuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kNKJGDGgkjE/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164981295985595106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62zH5rCEuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kNKJGDGgkjE/s200/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62yQJrCEtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Hj5T5NNQjpQ/s1600-h/DSC02659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164980338207888082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62yQJrCEtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Hj5T5NNQjpQ/s200/DSC02659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62w8prCEsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/paqkOy3-5c4/s1600-h/DSC02710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164978903688811202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62w8prCEsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/paqkOy3-5c4/s200/DSC02710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62v15rCErI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QPFPuHPrsMM/s1600-h/DSC02719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164977688213066418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62v15rCErI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QPFPuHPrsMM/s200/DSC02719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-7469634382304839332?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/7469634382304839332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=7469634382304839332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7469634382304839332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/7469634382304839332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7469634382304839332' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/R62z1prCEvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/o6bAQqgaZbs/s72-c/DSC02660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-6392778933456220761</id><published>2008-01-23T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:30:35.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last time we talked it's been so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you so much&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/4075135686902532128-6392778933456220761?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/6392778933456220761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=6392778933456220761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6392778933456220761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/6392778933456220761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6392778933456220761' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075135686902532128.post-199111766993088809</id><published>2008-01-21T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:46:28.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Watch the video clip.. So sad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you don't understand malay/indonesian, just watch it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLaCP2bQ7Ek&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLaCP2bQ7Ek&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4075135686902532128-199111766993088809?l=tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/feeds/199111766993088809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075135686902532128&amp;postID=199111766993088809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/199111766993088809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075135686902532128/posts/default/199111766993088809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tooyoungtooproud.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#199111766993088809' title=''/><author><name>Izan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B16RzEQZ-lQ/THscnFxCwuI/AAAAAAAAAro/Kop1jTxjpf8/S220/SAM_0382.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
