<?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-3380545574288712395</id><updated>2012-02-18T00:51:25.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never stop moving.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5342058210411906275</id><published>2012-02-12T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T18:08:05.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, we went MALACCA for my birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9-g1Cv3Rb8o/TzeJ0RPY3hI/AAAAAAAABPY/IuExwdIcmb4/s1600/Henry.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9-g1Cv3Rb8o/TzeJ0RPY3hI/AAAAAAAABPY/IuExwdIcmb4/s320/Henry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708182583789542930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span &gt;IPOH for Hot spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCmRcKbDpkA/TzeJ0kOiVmI/AAAAAAAABPg/CZuC_QMJcWk/s320/390199_10150439792374081_719314080_8650913_3190219_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708182588886242914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bukit Tinggi for CNY break&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9I9kgL4eUo/TzeJ0Ous4CI/AAAAAAAABPM/TU7x0CKmdZs/s1600/120205_173000.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9I9kgL4eUo/TzeJ0Ous4CI/AAAAAAAABPM/TU7x0CKmdZs/s320/120205_173000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708182583115571234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;and Guess what's next??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;PPPPPPPPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;PENANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;woots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Valentine trip to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt; :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt; char &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;kueh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;teow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;laksa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;, satay,,,,,,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;I'll be coming to you on Feb 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;! Slurp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;slurppp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;-The end-&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/3380545574288712395-5342058210411906275?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5342058210411906275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5342058210411906275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5342058210411906275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5342058210411906275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2012/02/muahaha.html' title='Muahaha'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9-g1Cv3Rb8o/TzeJ0RPY3hI/AAAAAAAABPY/IuExwdIcmb4/s72-c/Henry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6310660057067604287</id><published>2012-02-06T16:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T17:06:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The feeling where u felt like as though ur crush date u out for the first time, sitting next to him in the car, thinking to urself, is this for real? This is how i felt like when i have him sitting next to me after not meeting for more than half a month. Ridiculously clingy towards him, super glu-ey and all of a sudden super dependent towards him. Just couldn't help but to have my head lay on his shoulder and kept on hugging him. Feeling so intimate when we're kissing. It's just indescribable. The moment felt as though the world is just u and him. This is NOT exaggerating, IT was like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCfhsrNcJ0A/Ty-XyxRaIcI/AAAAAAAABPA/Lp7nJXRF8mQ/s1600/DSC08775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCfhsrNcJ0A/Ty-XyxRaIcI/AAAAAAAABPA/Lp7nJXRF8mQ/s320/DSC08775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705946151377314242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess I've finally open up myself a little bit more to him and chuck away his past. Before, it was really hard for me to take his past as his past. Rants after rants, finally it comes to an end. Those pictures and memories that he kept, was really disturbing to me. But however I think I'm learning to adapt with it and take it easy. After all, I shouldn't have make him feel frustrated over my disturbance I should have take it in and solve it myself instead of putting him into a difficult position. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, I think I'm starting to feel more comfortable to this 'complicated' relationship. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-6310660057067604287?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6310660057067604287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6310660057067604287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6310660057067604287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6310660057067604287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2012/02/feeling-where-u-felt-like-as-though-ur.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCfhsrNcJ0A/Ty-XyxRaIcI/AAAAAAAABPA/Lp7nJXRF8mQ/s72-c/DSC08775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-360863149105721166</id><published>2012-01-27T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:30:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To me, From you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't know I would have miss a person so much, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it feels so different for not meeting each other for more than a week......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I]ve kept the necklace he bought me for almost a month without wearing it, till the night before,i took it out and wore it again. Felt much better having it on my neck. It's a birthday present from the silly boy, i remember how he actually planned to surprise me by secretly putting it in my bag. Unfortunately his plan didn't work out as he thought it would be. I went home and chuck my bag a side without even taking a glance of it. He then finally tells me he put something in my bag and asked if i saw it. Till the next morning only I check it and this is what he bought me,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZhvMuCbp_8/TyGTZqSjl9I/AAAAAAAABOo/Ub_x0GStFR8/s1600/DSC08764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZhvMuCbp_8/TyGTZqSjl9I/AAAAAAAABOo/Ub_x0GStFR8/s320/DSC08764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702000672285890514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A love knot necklace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; What does it mean? I have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He never tells me what does it symbolizes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow this is something i appreciates a lot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-360863149105721166?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/360863149105721166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=360863149105721166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/360863149105721166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/360863149105721166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2012/01/to-me-from-you.html' title='To me, From you'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZhvMuCbp_8/TyGTZqSjl9I/AAAAAAAABOo/Ub_x0GStFR8/s72-c/DSC08764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-9211135591828110492</id><published>2012-01-20T02:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:45:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whisper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; How do i describe silence? BORING &amp;amp; SCARY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess I'll have to add another description to silence,"the heart moment". Every word seems so clear and loud in the inside. Silence makes me listen to what's in within and never did I realize it was so loud, too loud that I thought I've accidentally voice it out. Haha, it was funny how I finds my heart speaks louder than my mind. Never once I have that till last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having the 'him' lying his head on my shoulder,closing his eyes, and dozing away makes me smile.My heart starts speaking, telling me how IT is enjoying IT's time doing nothing at all but feeling the warmth from the 'him'.  "Missing you so much" were spoken so loudly in the inside, which it doesn't really makes sense to the mind but it does to the heart coz that is how it feels like. Though the moment were only lasted for an hour or less but it certainly did felt like something. Something that is explainable but I don't know how to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at his face, touching his nose,eyes and lips with my eyes shut, makes me remember every detail of him. Now that whenever I close my eyes, I'll see him. :) He is here with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;H,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-9211135591828110492?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/9211135591828110492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=9211135591828110492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/9211135591828110492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/9211135591828110492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2012/01/whispers.html' title='Whisper'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6930294209202630227</id><published>2012-01-09T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T02:34:16.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starts planning for the future?? that is just too hard to start with. I couldn't even think straight when im planning for the degree course i'll be pursuing next. Deciding the last phrase of my studies  (not like i'll be going for master) is not easy. Gosh, this is just so difficult to think about during the hol. So,I've decided to be a little coward and avoid the planning for a while,maybe a few month, go for part times and see the 'world' until i actually decided what I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh felt like a lost soul heading no where now.....Hopefully this wont last long and i'll be finding my so called 'path' of life. Okay that's just over exaggerating, all i need is to find a great job and excel in it. So i can buy my beloved VOLVO :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-6930294209202630227?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6930294209202630227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6930294209202630227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6930294209202630227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6930294209202630227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3954641173311940285</id><published>2012-01-07T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T12:00:33.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just couldn't wait till chinese new year is over and I can finally enjoy my holiday without doing anything at all. Weekend is here again, dating is on :) Sadly though im on holiday but I can only date on weekends too :(. But it's okay I kinda like it, can't wait to meet u boy boy :D&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/3380545574288712395-3954641173311940285?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3954641173311940285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3954641173311940285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3954641173311940285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3954641173311940285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-just-couldnt-wait-till-chinese-new.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5547116577648157280</id><published>2011-12-31T16:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:26:29.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHuOomFHmzo/Tv7rEUASk7I/AAAAAAAABNg/Mj4xKCPJZVU/s1600/DSC_0954.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHuOomFHmzo/Tv7rEUASk7I/AAAAAAAABNg/Mj4xKCPJZVU/s320/DSC_0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692245438364816306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karaoke session with the girls. Come let's do it again! It was a maxi day, everyone dress up on maxi long dress hehe. :)Had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7v1IvWorXCY/Tv7TmsCMuRI/AAAAAAAABKU/cieNBs2lY_s/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7v1IvWorXCY/Tv7TmsCMuRI/AAAAAAAABKU/cieNBs2lY_s/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC_0989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692219640651757842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Started of with fried wantansssss.&lt;br /&gt;4 plates of fried wantanss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD2JFBngmGU/Tv7Tm4sASQI/AAAAAAAABKg/c7nqEYkKAb0/s1600/DSC_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD2JFBngmGU/Tv7Tm4sASQI/AAAAAAAABKg/c7nqEYkKAb0/s320/DSC_0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692219644048328962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was just the four of us for the K session but it's good enough to make the whole room full of noise that would actually contributes to the sound pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OwWNzLjZBU/Tv7TniIObYI/AAAAAAAABKs/8i6CpA53iSw/s1600/DSC_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OwWNzLjZBU/Tv7TniIObYI/AAAAAAAABKs/8i6CpA53iSw/s320/DSC_0941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692219655172550018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUU-pI36e-0/Tv7hHbf3S8I/AAAAAAAABMk/v-xO1-VitC8/s1600/DSC_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUU-pI36e-0/Tv7hHbf3S8I/AAAAAAAABMk/v-xO1-VitC8/s320/DSC_0987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692234496799624130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wrmcvqiw49A/Tv7UQx0XrfI/AAAAAAAABLE/raYtnDsStgY/s1600/DSC_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wrmcvqiw49A/Tv7UQx0XrfI/AAAAAAAABLE/raYtnDsStgY/s320/DSC_0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692220363758874098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just don't understand why are we so different physically,&lt;br /&gt;now who's to be blame?&lt;br /&gt;My mum of coz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNqvVZncHp8/Tv7hG1W1CLI/AAAAAAAABMY/2iONvJu0qN8/s1600/DSC_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNqvVZncHp8/Tv7hG1W1CLI/AAAAAAAABMY/2iONvJu0qN8/s320/DSC_0984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692234486561179826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But it's okay I have mun yee with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6S22lGYR0U/Tv7fqXJUuYI/AAAAAAAABMM/-QsuhHnL0mY/s1600/DSC_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6S22lGYR0U/Tv7fqXJUuYI/AAAAAAAABMM/-QsuhHnL0mY/s320/DSC_0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692232897903507842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marianne in action&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J75UAu73PCg/Tv7URdf9tGI/AAAAAAAABLQ/dMP1XcquNuA/s1600/DSC_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J75UAu73PCg/Tv7URdf9tGI/AAAAAAAABLQ/dMP1XcquNuA/s320/DSC_0967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692220375484445794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-t07Lhk4hE/Tv7XCgBcbDI/AAAAAAAABLc/3K21OWCBiMs/s1600/DSC_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-t07Lhk4hE/Tv7XCgBcbDI/AAAAAAAABLc/3K21OWCBiMs/s320/DSC_0969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692223416998587442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nq57vOSVh1Q/Tv7XC_VlQzI/AAAAAAAABLo/6XkIvNWbx3Y/s1600/DSC_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nq57vOSVh1Q/Tv7XC_VlQzI/AAAAAAAABLo/6XkIvNWbx3Y/s320/DSC_0970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692223425404551986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cass tries to stop her&lt;br /&gt;so she can finally talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3DwpK0na9U/Tv7XDUakDxI/AAAAAAAABL0/F0vtmJexMic/s1600/DSC_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3DwpK0na9U/Tv7XDUakDxI/AAAAAAAABL0/F0vtmJexMic/s320/DSC_0971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692223431062589202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she just don't stop&lt;br /&gt;and here comes the violent Cass KIU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOyy1g1SfUg/Tv7fp0ZheNI/AAAAAAAABMA/GkWaP6NPirw/s1600/DSC_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOyy1g1SfUg/Tv7fp0ZheNI/AAAAAAAABMA/GkWaP6NPirw/s320/DSC_0974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692232888576211154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterall the fun,here comes to an end,&lt;br /&gt;ended up camwhoring in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;as usual :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GWeBgPRAp4c/Tv7jraJmMEI/AAAAAAAABM8/NRvrruRz9-o/s1600/DSC_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GWeBgPRAp4c/Tv7jraJmMEI/AAAAAAAABM8/NRvrruRz9-o/s320/DSC_0993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692237313936339010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92VxUbOtUO8/Tv7hHyt0OoI/AAAAAAAABMw/265NOCfG4uE/s1600/DSC_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92VxUbOtUO8/Tv7hHyt0OoI/AAAAAAAABMw/265NOCfG4uE/s320/DSC_0991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692234503032158850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with charmaine and had our Korean food for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnbSbAYcIcU/Tv7jsasa51I/AAAAAAAABNU/K0ih9qhMdP8/s1600/DSC_1038.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnbSbAYcIcU/Tv7jsasa51I/AAAAAAAABNU/K0ih9qhMdP8/s320/DSC_1038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692237331262269266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YRAMSdIHal4/Tv7jrqFAQQI/AAAAAAAABNI/K4Au9LG3H1o/s1600/DSC_1034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YRAMSdIHal4/Tv7jrqFAQQI/AAAAAAAABNI/K4Au9LG3H1o/s320/DSC_1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692237318212043010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-5547116577648157280?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5547116577648157280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5547116577648157280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5547116577648157280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5547116577648157280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/12/karaoke.html' title='Karaoke'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHuOomFHmzo/Tv7rEUASk7I/AAAAAAAABNg/Mj4xKCPJZVU/s72-c/DSC_0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3408194312344561628</id><published>2011-12-31T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:04:59.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've becoming super sensitive never like before, I'm a person who looks at things on the bigger picture but now I'm just being so different. Changes happened and I don't like it. Felt as though I'm not me anymore. Pissed off over small little issue. Gahhhh...What's wrong with me...I think i'm just too into this. I've put too much concentration on this. Every little things makes me sensitive. When things just don't works the way i want i get all so frustrated. Unexpected things  happened makes it worst. finding out things that I initially thought it was all clean up but it wasn't. I don't know why am i being so stubborn for being so bossy. Maybe it's my nature that I like things going my way when i want it that way. and when things aren't going like how i expected it to be for the first, second then the third time I'll get all crank up. Being too sensitive over things makes me feel so damn irritated. I think I'm putting in too much expectation and feelings to this and that I'm losing all my senses. I am no longer thinking rationally and am being overcome by my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;It's as though I'm super fragile now. My heart were intruded anytime. Small little things happened, it all goes straight to my heart not even my mind first. I felt like a emotional kid now. Getting bad mood over rejected request, sad over jealousy,it's all upside down.&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from all these. I need myself back.  i admit my confidence were lost in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am good. I've always been confident on myself and never once doubt myself. I want to regain the self back. This weekend will be the best time to patch myself back by feeding myself with hangouts with my mates and reading more articles to make me feel like I'm filled with new information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-3408194312344561628?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3408194312344561628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3408194312344561628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3408194312344561628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3408194312344561628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/12/ive-becoming-super-sensitive-never-like.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-985936812307665327</id><published>2011-12-26T04:38:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T13:56:44.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2+1 trip to the ZOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Holiday-ing now like a free bird, from super busy to suddenly busy no more. My brain juice is being put to holiday now, like finallyyyyy after so long. Ahhh so well, i'm spending my holiday helping my mum up with new year biscuits,as always and I'm also starting to spend lots of time with the boy boy already. Just recently he brought my niece and I to the National Zoo. To be frank, it was my first time ever to the Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWU8IfRQzfg/Tv1M_ja2TBI/AAAAAAAABKI/xlB37IibLv0/s1600/DSC08477.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQchLfYX3cQ/Tv1Lct75vpI/AAAAAAAABJ8/doW5TTQqdfU/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC08485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQchLfYX3cQ/Tv1Lct75vpI/AAAAAAAABJ8/doW5TTQqdfU/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC08485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691788460805439122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lV3UlMO1GJs/Tv1LbMZ6FPI/AAAAAAAABJk/lYEV2503DZQ/s1600/DSC08487.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first time ever to meet the Giraffe face to face, no joke they are REALLY HUGE AND LONG!! My jaw literally drop once i saw them and they are the first animal we saw once we entered. For god sake, i felt really small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NwF_d8sQ-HE/Tv1LbioBn_I/AAAAAAAABJw/o_Cp7TUwwtg/s1600/DSC08481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NwF_d8sQ-HE/Tv1LbioBn_I/AAAAAAAABJw/o_Cp7TUwwtg/s320/DSC08481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691788440589410290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were flamingos flying everywhere like no body business. They were like walking next to us then a few flew pass us then some in the cage with others, Literally see-ing them everywhere BUT not near the lion or tiger. Talking about the lion, it is heart breaking and it's so... how do i put it...Disappointing perhaps. I've never seen such skinny lion in my whole entire 20 years of life before. Even the lion in Africa is much more chubbier than this. Why is our lion looking so kesian, left only bones??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol_jVS1lUsI/Tv1J3vDk71I/AAAAAAAABIo/pg30gnOnUtg/s1600/DSC08520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol_jVS1lUsI/Tv1J3vDk71I/AAAAAAAABIo/pg30gnOnUtg/s320/DSC08520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691786725939277650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; The bones were obvious to be seen. Are they not feed or what? It's saddening. Besides, we've met the elephant, white rhino, the deers, birds, crocodile,snake and super lots of animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lV3UlMO1GJs/Tv1LbMZ6FPI/AAAAAAAABJk/lYEV2503DZQ/s1600/DSC08487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lV3UlMO1GJs/Tv1LbMZ6FPI/AAAAAAAABJk/lYEV2503DZQ/s320/DSC08487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691788434624615666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv63z96Eie0/Tv1LaqSvrTI/AAAAAAAABJY/l8vQ6E7qyjs/s1600/DSC08493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv63z96Eie0/Tv1LaqSvrTI/AAAAAAAABJY/l8vQ6E7qyjs/s320/DSC08493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691788425467768114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjSAmZ0n1UU/Tv1KkRLPEmI/AAAAAAAABJQ/U3OmIqqeivM/s1600/DSC08495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjSAmZ0n1UU/Tv1KkRLPEmI/AAAAAAAABJQ/U3OmIqqeivM/s320/DSC08495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691787491012448866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVja634RL34/Tv1Kj3RK_HI/AAAAAAAABJA/WMbM3r-50_c/s1600/DSC08500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVja634RL34/Tv1Kj3RK_HI/AAAAAAAABJA/WMbM3r-50_c/s320/DSC08500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691787484058025074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etrd3mWMFDc/Tv1KjjUVOCI/AAAAAAAABI0/InlpvTR-kj8/s1600/DSC08508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etrd3mWMFDc/Tv1KjjUVOCI/AAAAAAAABI0/InlpvTR-kj8/s320/DSC08508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691787478702569506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol_jVS1lUsI/Tv1J3vDk71I/AAAAAAAABIo/pg30gnOnUtg/s1600/DSC08520.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7dWTVkX80o/Tv1J215sH0I/AAAAAAAABIc/SyFzah1eqAQ/s1600/DSC08530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7dWTVkX80o/Tv1J215sH0I/AAAAAAAABIc/SyFzah1eqAQ/s320/DSC08530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691786710596984642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7C7bw-YNR0/Tv1J2Wkim_I/AAAAAAAABIQ/DNIlYO-Y5aY/s1600/DSC08531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7C7bw-YNR0/Tv1J2Wkim_I/AAAAAAAABIQ/DNIlYO-Y5aY/s320/DSC08531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691786702186781682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7e7VTehN2Z0/Tv1JXHISuUI/AAAAAAAABIE/zZFBgzTCmzM/s1600/DSC08533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7e7VTehN2Z0/Tv1JXHISuUI/AAAAAAAABIE/zZFBgzTCmzM/s320/DSC08533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691786165465823554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lV3UlMO1GJs/Tv1LbMZ6FPI/AAAAAAAABJk/lYEV2503DZQ/s1600/DSC08487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lV3UlMO1GJs/Tv1LbMZ6FPI/AAAAAAAABJk/lYEV2503DZQ/s320/DSC08487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691788434624615666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmngMIqFnYI/Tv1JW1D0RTI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZVTJ1EdPjq8/s1600/DSC08534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmngMIqFnYI/Tv1JW1D0RTI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZVTJ1EdPjq8/s320/DSC08534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691786160615212338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PWV32kzbWyc/Tv1Ft2hUOyI/AAAAAAAABHs/c06aGHOQC_o/s1600/DSC08541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PWV32kzbWyc/Tv1Ft2hUOyI/AAAAAAAABHs/c06aGHOQC_o/s320/DSC08541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691782158097857314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWU8IfRQzfg/Tv1M_ja2TBI/AAAAAAAABKI/xlB37IibLv0/s1600/DSC08477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWU8IfRQzfg/Tv1M_ja2TBI/AAAAAAAABKI/xlB37IibLv0/s320/DSC08477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691790158789495826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From this&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzpQailavrE/Tv1FstRcs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/h5ykHawYxBI/s1600/DSC08565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzpQailavrE/Tv1FstRcs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/h5ykHawYxBI/s320/DSC08565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691782138435515234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TKr5c7gL5M/Tv1FsWDwkSI/AAAAAAAABHU/QYGr9kndTpE/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC08579.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTzqGDdhd8I/Tv1DAgCtxHI/AAAAAAAABHI/jXAFUC2J8CA/s1600/DSC08605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTzqGDdhd8I/Tv1DAgCtxHI/AAAAAAAABHI/jXAFUC2J8CA/s320/DSC08605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691779179946558578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The arcade moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plMaJ3_KDtc/Tv1DAPzS1dI/AAAAAAAABG8/TCwAxA1hNE8/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC08579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plMaJ3_KDtc/Tv1DAPzS1dI/AAAAAAAABG8/TCwAxA1hNE8/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC08579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691779175586911698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a trip of an adult with two child, and obviously I'm the adult. The boy boy turned into another child when it comes to playing with the niece. Start calling each other monkey and chasing each other around. After the Zoo, it was the Alvin &amp;amp; the chipmunks movie. Had our meal in A&amp;amp;W and to the arcade at the Wangsa Walk. The two was having fun playing the street basketball machine and I were there watching and capturing the moment. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, it was a tiring trip but yet it's quality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQOt5zEARAE/TvhG1ONn9bI/AAAAAAAABGw/xOpBgBUCbv8/s1600/DSC08618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQOt5zEARAE/TvhG1ONn9bI/AAAAAAAABGw/xOpBgBUCbv8/s320/DSC08618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690376009344873906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice looking at the two of them bonding with each other so well. I felt super blissful at that time. Spending quality times together certainly made me realize a lot of things. One of it will be the effort. The effort of making the bonding works really made me feel so warm in the heart and looking at the both clicking so well makes me smile deep inside. Thank you for giving me that :). It's a satisfying trip I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA!!! IMPORTant ANNOUNCEMENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Aileena Chong, has finally graduated my DIPLOMA course! LIKE SUPER FINALLY after 2 years plus. Please people gratz me. I deserve a pat on my head for this success :). Hehehe It's know i have more to go for degree but yea as for now, the diploma would be my first achievement :).Thank myself and everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-985936812307665327?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/985936812307665327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=985936812307665327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/985936812307665327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/985936812307665327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/12/21-trip-to-zoo.html' title='2+1 trip to the ZOO'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQchLfYX3cQ/Tv1Lct75vpI/AAAAAAAABJ8/doW5TTQqdfU/s72-c/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC08485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1938650097057072044</id><published>2011-12-06T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T23:56:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At times when you're towards failing all you need is supports. Once when I was young I have her to give me a hug or shoulder whenever i needed one. Whenever I'm all stressed up, she would try her best to cheer me up by cooking my favorite dishes and tells me everything will be alright.To her I'm her hope,I'm the brightest among all and that made me a promise to her that I'll excels in life. I've always promise myself not to fail and try my best to pass every possible exams so it wont delays my time in proving to her what I've promised her.  Though she's no longer here to spread out her arm to hug me but I believe shes always with me. No one holds me like how she does before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much, Popo. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-1938650097057072044?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1938650097057072044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1938650097057072044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1938650097057072044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1938650097057072044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/12/at-times-when-youre-towards-failing-all.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8852577734313739410</id><published>2011-11-20T04:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T04:56:34.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300km's feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNQjq5fQKIU/TsgWCxCHl2I/AAAAAAAABDA/og8mchrvgvc/s1600/IMG_0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boy boy is back to where he is from, 300km far away from here. Weekends with assignments is pathetic :(. Couldn't make it up for the soul-mate on her birthday make it worst  and assignments is no where near to complete. Everything is just so incomplete. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo let's spur up my pathetic life with some happy moments. The boy boy is being so damn sweet. Woke up to his lots of miss calls makes me smile. He must be super pissed giving me such number of miss calls. He said : I'm super worried, haha it's hard to not believe that, when u receive so many miss calls. He'd been calling for 3 hours non stop. Haha now that I realize he really do cares about me more than I even knew. Never been really appreciated like this before, maybe I was by others too but never did came across my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the fact that he is 300km far away from me that got me feeling as though I've not met him for ages while I actually met him only 2 days back. Gosh why is it like that......&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the fact that next week will be a week full of assignments due and test I wont be meeting him and weekends he will be heading back to his crib again. Another weekend ahead of me facing the 300km far away situation.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i know i know it's only a week not meeting what so big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow not like I wont meet him next week.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we will still meet coz of my selfishness, I will somehow request for meeting and the boy boy would somehow struggle his time to come over and fulfill my request. Sometimes i really think i'm being too self-centered in all these without thinking on behalf of him. But is just that I cant control and stick to my initial plan,when theres an option thrown over to me. The stupid boy has his flaws too, he like to mind-fuck me with option. He will be like : you really don't want me to go over? Really don't want? OMG when you got option of coz u will choose the one that you satisfied most right?. Not my fault also what.... Dont u guys agree with me? So now who is to be blame on these struggles? Me or him?&lt;br /&gt;Ok lahhh i would say both is equally itchy backside!&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today,&lt;br /&gt;Heading back to work&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNQjq5fQKIU/TsgWCxCHl2I/AAAAAAAABDA/og8mchrvgvc/s1600/IMG_0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNQjq5fQKIU/TsgWCxCHl2I/AAAAAAAABDA/og8mchrvgvc/s320/IMG_0148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676811567078283106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-8852577734313739410?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8852577734313739410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8852577734313739410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8852577734313739410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8852577734313739410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/11/boy-boy-is-back-to-where-he-is-from.html' title='300km&apos;s feeling'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNQjq5fQKIU/TsgWCxCHl2I/AAAAAAAABDA/og8mchrvgvc/s72-c/IMG_0148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2826050794734064421</id><published>2011-11-14T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:29:27.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 7am&lt;br /&gt;human alarm clock&lt;br /&gt;you know what&lt;br /&gt;I mean&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fbdV9XHS_AU/TsBuS129KZI/AAAAAAAABCw/1TTr_1os0xE/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fbdV9XHS_AU/TsBuS129KZI/AAAAAAAABCw/1TTr_1os0xE/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674656800461105554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-2826050794734064421?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2826050794734064421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2826050794734064421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2826050794734064421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2826050794734064421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/11/7am-human-alarm-clock-you-know-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fbdV9XHS_AU/TsBuS129KZI/AAAAAAAABCw/1TTr_1os0xE/s72-c/DSC_0154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3534894297997113945</id><published>2011-11-11T03:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:37:38.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While having lunch in the cafeteria, chit chatting with the girls, suddenly there was an awkward pause from Sarah looking surprise. Then i turn to look and turn back giving sarah a smile. Everyone was smiling, it was my ex. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I couldn't even look at him during my first Sem in Inti, bumming to each other was super awkward and friends around me felt it too. He had been trying to talk to me by greeting me for mayb a year and a half, and I didn't even wave at him. But however as time goes by, I did wave back to him. These few days, bumming back to him around college, I actually said Hi to him and had a little convo. Somehow the awkwardness is not there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same day, I bumped into chub, saw him in the lobby waiting for the lift. Said hi, and usual him, update about himself automatically telling me he is back to Subang and he has been hanging alot in his friend's shop and all. Actually looking at him now, I'm happy that we didn't made it last time. He seems happy with his current gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly this time meeting the both guys that used to mean alot to me , I didn't feel awkward at all. Guess the reason behind this comes to Boy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&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/3380545574288712395-3534894297997113945?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3534894297997113945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3534894297997113945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3534894297997113945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3534894297997113945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/11/while-having-lunch-in-cafeteria-chit.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1680316833731277203</id><published>2011-11-11T01:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T03:22:33.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Let's make it happen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn67vKLenrg/TrwO3dzT6XI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/j83gdm-cnwM/s1600/374274_10150519186772846_545687845_11584639_1208042343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn67vKLenrg/TrwO3dzT6XI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/j83gdm-cnwM/s320/374274_10150519186772846_545687845_11584639_1208042343_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673425976635418994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6tvBZLXgCI/TrwRFNYfGhI/AAAAAAAABAI/b-dEjOBSXOE/s1600/382788_313525948660824_100000102645634_1460227_241234177_n%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6tvBZLXgCI/TrwRFNYfGhI/AAAAAAAABAI/b-dEjOBSXOE/s320/382788_313525948660824_100000102645634_1460227_241234177_n%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673428411769362962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, proudly present you the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studentss of Diploma in Mass Communication,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inti International Subang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To Sir With Love' 2011,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;PHO&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;TOS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yhv42dmV_sM/TrwRDxVf8lI/AAAAAAAAA_c/k68vNn8w_n4/s1600/374365_10150519196142846_545687845_11584764_1191844848_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yhv42dmV_sM/TrwRDxVf8lI/AAAAAAAAA_c/k68vNn8w_n4/s320/374365_10150519196142846_545687845_11584764_1191844848_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673428387060773458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qNi4W8LJ7Hc/TrwUGjDpnYI/AAAAAAAABBM/SXdkev-1t-0/s1600/393642_10150340002832864_669132863_8289958_1736025678_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qNi4W8LJ7Hc/TrwUGjDpnYI/AAAAAAAABBM/SXdkev-1t-0/s320/393642_10150340002832864_669132863_8289958_1736025678_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673431733302304130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Lecturer, Mr. K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F96g9-48MeQ/TrwUFVArMoI/AAAAAAAABAo/Cgmjvc46iPA/s1600/385113_10150519150712846_545687845_11584358_1784923797_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F96g9-48MeQ/TrwUFVArMoI/AAAAAAAABAo/Cgmjvc46iPA/s320/385113_10150519150712846_545687845_11584358_1784923797_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673431712351859330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiyo our KungFu MASTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lai liao lai liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HxxrJfA7qcQ/TrwUGBTWJRI/AAAAAAAABBA/-WS43gCxp64/s1600/392625_10150519186312846_545687845_11584632_1264409507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HxxrJfA7qcQ/TrwUGBTWJRI/AAAAAAAABBA/-WS43gCxp64/s320/392625_10150519186312846_545687845_11584632_1264409507_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673431724241331474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fNgkSCpUq1w/TrwRE6PvWJI/AAAAAAAAA_0/gm-fxOXOR2s/s1600/381290_10150519189037846_545687845_11584663_1099031048_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fNgkSCpUq1w/TrwRE6PvWJI/AAAAAAAAA_0/gm-fxOXOR2s/s320/381290_10150519189037846_545687845_11584663_1099031048_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673428406632405138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Human planking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ViXINTVApps/TrwUF8FjqFI/AAAAAAAABA0/_lu6agprkyY/s1600/389619_10150519188922846_545687845_11584660_1999218330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ViXINTVApps/TrwUF8FjqFI/AAAAAAAABA0/_lu6agprkyY/s320/389619_10150519188922846_545687845_11584660_1999218330_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673431722841319506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s65XuSS8RTQ/TrwLlVAPQMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/20qRonReycY/s1600/324407_10150446181965569_590725568_10704169_1317465238_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s65XuSS8RTQ/TrwLlVAPQMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/20qRonReycY/s320/324407_10150446181965569_590725568_10704169_1317465238_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673422366501191874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Dance that I will never forget for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xaUsQhwKgUQ/TrwLk8gl9jI/AAAAAAAAA-E/o6rltVcjSek/s1600/320853_10150340000232864_669132863_8289947_63122758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xaUsQhwKgUQ/TrwLk8gl9jI/AAAAAAAAA-E/o6rltVcjSek/s320/320853_10150340000232864_669132863_8289947_63122758_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673422359926011442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KENT WEI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-twIscyXd5ok/TrwREEGRzJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/DMxq-6RpZxU/s1600/379019_10150519178767846_545687845_11584560_1803381420_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-twIscyXd5ok/TrwREEGRzJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/DMxq-6RpZxU/s320/379019_10150519178767846_545687845_11584560_1803381420_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673428392097205394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is just nice to interrupt serious conversation&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;walk away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was really difficult to be taller than Adrian Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipFFfkYm9-U/TrwUFA8phxI/AAAAAAAABAc/t4IT2FYZxfA/s1600/384754_10150424484006422_529951421_10477374_240444628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipFFfkYm9-U/TrwUFA8phxI/AAAAAAAABAc/t4IT2FYZxfA/s320/384754_10150424484006422_529951421_10477374_240444628_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673431706966263570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MADE IT TO THE TOP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a big WIDE SMILE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LSTWpJQuIdM/TrwLkAffeOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/L-c1Nvugb9w/s1600/317445_10150519149652846_545687845_11584347_740037542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LSTWpJQuIdM/TrwLkAffeOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/L-c1Nvugb9w/s320/317445_10150519149652846_545687845_11584347_740037542_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673422343815264482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who's our MC for the Event??&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Saleha RAHMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IXJjs2d9kM/TrwO2fIR2GI/AAAAAAAAA-4/v7MuCvwQCgU/s1600/338590_10150446147530569_590725568_10703851_1759630371_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IXJjs2d9kM/TrwO2fIR2GI/AAAAAAAAA-4/v7MuCvwQCgU/s320/338590_10150446147530569_590725568_10703851_1759630371_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673425959811930210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't knowher?&lt;br /&gt;Youtube her and you'll find out who is she,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Goc71JVu3cU/TrwLkvtclyI/AAAAAAAAA94/4r7jhk59Sjs/s1600/319118_10150519148782846_545687845_11584335_1073701752_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Goc71JVu3cU/TrwLkvtclyI/AAAAAAAAA94/4r7jhk59Sjs/s320/319118_10150519148782846_545687845_11584335_1073701752_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673422356490262306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Bollywood Macha, Tharrma RAJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls surrounding him and another additional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADMIRER behind there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot it??&lt;br /&gt;With the flower on her head looking miserably sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9WWVrijB9k/TrwLkKcdsLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A6-gzMJZNqs/s1600/314297_10150339999857864_669132863_8289946_1843947724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9WWVrijB9k/TrwLkKcdsLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A6-gzMJZNqs/s320/314297_10150339999857864_669132863_8289946_1843947724_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673422346486919346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha I just find this photo damn funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oj0UA6Cneis/TrwO1amX-OI/AAAAAAAAA-g/-GXLa1OPPQI/s1600/324694_10150446178710569_590725568_10704151_961494433_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oj0UA6Cneis/TrwO1amX-OI/AAAAAAAAA-g/-GXLa1OPPQI/s320/324694_10150446178710569_590725568_10704151_961494433_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673425941416114402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ursherers of the day!&lt;br /&gt;So good to have you guys in the team,&lt;br /&gt;Though you guys were a little blur at first&lt;br /&gt;but after some guidance you guys really did help me out alot!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X3eF5yaJovo/TrwJD2K2t0I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/8xg3xEP_Bco/s1600/311365_10150424481361422_529951421_10477354_295645526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X3eF5yaJovo/TrwJD2K2t0I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/8xg3xEP_Bco/s320/311365_10150424481361422_529951421_10477354_295645526_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673419592265283394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a little retarded but his voice is GGREAT!&lt;br /&gt;Every girl's heart was melted by it,&lt;br /&gt;*screaming like a fan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-auDN9EAgdks/TrwJC2AlueI/AAAAAAAAA8s/bh9Km73-CMU/s1600/299139_10150353718929211_598434210_8596297_48180411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-auDN9EAgdks/TrwJC2AlueI/AAAAAAAAA8s/bh9Km73-CMU/s320/299139_10150353718929211_598434210_8596297_48180411_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673419575042357730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7niMlpqCm9Y/TrwJDiAQ9kI/AAAAAAAAA9E/3n2EWta4Aa4/s1600/299988_10150519178507846_545687845_11584559_535250466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7niMlpqCm9Y/TrwJDiAQ9kI/AAAAAAAAA9E/3n2EWta4Aa4/s320/299988_10150519178507846_545687845_11584559_535250466_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673419586852156994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Groupiee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw2tJpjJen0/TrwRFEFn9uI/AAAAAAAAA_8/bffR6IJ4E8o/s1600/381491_10150519194292846_545687845_11584747_163473729_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw2tJpjJen0/TrwRFEFn9uI/AAAAAAAAA_8/bffR6IJ4E8o/s320/381491_10150519194292846_545687845_11584747_163473729_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673428409274332898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OUR locker ~~ awwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5iBpTWZ74s/TrwJCt8gx3I/AAAAAAAAA8k/TMLTKx-t_Ic/s1600/210985_10150446146995569_590725568_10703846_1203740132_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5iBpTWZ74s/TrwJCt8gx3I/AAAAAAAAA8k/TMLTKx-t_Ic/s320/210985_10150446146995569_590725568_10703846_1203740132_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673419572877772658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beloved Ms. Cheryl Thank you for attending :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCj8e57GiSk/TrwJDDYuqYI/AAAAAAAAA88/VTGjhex9664/s1600/297485_10150353718954211_598434210_8596298_1415785464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCj8e57GiSk/TrwJDDYuqYI/AAAAAAAAA88/VTGjhex9664/s320/297485_10150353718954211_598434210_8596298_1415785464_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673419578633267586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yap Yong Loon,&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Smarty pants aka Mr. Wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZe39bjCRWw/TrwO2uE7c7I/AAAAAAAAA_E/HuReSeah7lw/s1600/340684_10150366281413598_729443597_8423111_2034431183_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZe39bjCRWw/TrwO2uE7c7I/AAAAAAAAA_E/HuReSeah7lw/s320/340684_10150366281413598_729443597_8423111_2034431183_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673425963824411570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group hug towards the end, Im somewhere in between there if u can see me,&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH !@#$#@%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is WHY I BLAME MY MOTHER for&lt;br /&gt;I am too short to be seen when everyone is around me!&lt;br /&gt;BABI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;I believe We are AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;in our very own way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SHOUT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone who work their ass up on this event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKZEDNN3HQk/TrwO1qt-UFI/AAAAAAAAA-s/He_DC1kKAPA/s1600/338560_10150446169195569_590725568_10704055_1426323439_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKZEDNN3HQk/TrwO1qt-UFI/AAAAAAAAA-s/He_DC1kKAPA/s320/338560_10150446169195569_590725568_10704055_1426323439_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673425945742954578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE are the Best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*with the ELVIS PRESLEY tone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-1680316833731277203?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1680316833731277203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1680316833731277203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1680316833731277203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1680316833731277203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/11/celebration.html' title='Celebration!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn67vKLenrg/TrwO3dzT6XI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/j83gdm-cnwM/s72-c/374274_10150519186772846_545687845_11584639_1208042343_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5433748254043780174</id><published>2011-11-05T15:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:22:56.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sir With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Has been working from day to night on this event like some ah sam&lt;br /&gt;and finally it's all done and it went pretty well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7FyFfRKkZw/TrkKckNADoI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Bly_0vTX5F0/s1600/322977_10150447224270569_590725568_10710439_1616784037_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7FyFfRKkZw/TrkKckNADoI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Bly_0vTX5F0/s320/322977_10150447224270569_590725568_10710439_1616784037_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672576691520671362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XIE63YSpobw/TrTogwq4qaI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/uLgxk1jet9g/s1600/322977_10150447224270569_590725568_10710439_1616784037_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WU2AiIMsqOg/TrkJNGIxk4I/AAAAAAAAA6M/jmZ_pjlCYWA/s1600/375690_10150446107150569_590725568_10703610_12678888_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WU2AiIMsqOg/TrkJNGIxk4I/AAAAAAAAA6M/jmZ_pjlCYWA/s320/375690_10150446107150569_590725568_10703610_12678888_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672575326240215938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Master piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;THE LOCKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it looks easy but NO! It took me weeks of sewing it, parts by parts. It's made of hardwork. We stitch it instead of just cellophane tape it. It's super stable. The process of making it was hell and theres like super lots of critics towards it till it was done.&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaa cantek-nye, bagai itu ugly duckling transform jadi Swan.&lt;br /&gt;:D proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5rgOyTtWBWQ/TrTohBjLMxI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ocM8RHAA4zI/s1600/328779_10150447224950569_590725568_10710443_1203497486_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5rgOyTtWBWQ/TrTohBjLMxI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ocM8RHAA4zI/s320/328779_10150447224950569_590725568_10710443_1203497486_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671413484815594258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were all so nervous at first as the number of  teacher that was suppose to attend was still not confirm till the very last minute. If lets just say they didn't turn up we are all toast, but however they didn't disappoint us. Most of the teachers showed up :) The crowd was good till we have to stop students from coming in as they packed up the whole hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-Fp6BrHqSA/TrTkstfnijI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_N4C46xS0KA/s1600/336705_10150446168200569_590725568_10704038_489748817_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-Fp6BrHqSA/TrTkstfnijI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_N4C46xS0KA/s320/336705_10150446168200569_590725568_10704038_489748817_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409287543884338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprisingly,  the Head of Program is also from the same high school as I am. Teachers that we've invited to our events are all the teachers that we used to hate and love so much. And as for my school we have invited the 4 most influential and known teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pn. Susela, the one who makes me fall in love to Sejarah and got me scoring the highest in my class. Everyone knows her, everyone likes her ( only after we've graduated ) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qdvUcxCrW_U/TrTksbcdMOI/AAAAAAAAA40/VSJO3ir7Mkk/s1600/331390_10150366265303598_729443597_8423069_1961577217_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qdvUcxCrW_U/TrTksbcdMOI/AAAAAAAAA40/VSJO3ir7Mkk/s320/331390_10150366265303598_729443597_8423069_1961577217_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409282698784994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a2yf5DVtz7k/TrToiAaCp8I/AAAAAAAAA50/nJlYuwRuU2M/s1600/391535_10150519179127846_545687845_11584563_330326865_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a2yf5DVtz7k/TrToiAaCp8I/AAAAAAAAA50/nJlYuwRuU2M/s320/391535_10150519179127846_545687845_11584563_330326865_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671413501688719298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are the discipline teachers. I still remembers how I was to them  last time. Whenever they gets report on girls climbing out of school the  first person they suspect and seek for is me. Haha I don't know why but  yea I was that mischievous last time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmKr2M9xMNo/TrTkrJG4vaI/AAAAAAAAA4o/yM6Qot9dkEw/s1600/302140_10150519178937846_545687845_11584562_72037201_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmKr2M9xMNo/TrTkrJG4vaI/AAAAAAAAA4o/yM6Qot9dkEw/s320/302140_10150519178937846_545687845_11584562_72037201_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409260596608418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The both discipline teachers that I'd always brings them trouble running around finding for me. They are also the ones who always take their time to talk me out. :)&lt;br /&gt;The most fashionable teacher in my school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WImhVD9arqU/TrTttQP68WI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xhyqhG1EEXw/s1600/378029_10150424510401422_529951421_10477497_1008009804_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WImhVD9arqU/TrTttQP68WI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xhyqhG1EEXw/s320/378029_10150424510401422_529951421_10477497_1008009804_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671419192477938018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speech before handling our token of appreciation to our teachers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NrryfVq7mY/TrTkq3LHfWI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/g3Y7OoCTl2E/s1600/297404_10150519176037846_545687845_11584544_1100215761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NrryfVq7mY/TrTkq3LHfWI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/g3Y7OoCTl2E/s320/297404_10150519176037846_545687845_11584544_1100215761_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409255782514018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pic :) SMKSU little reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jSxelxhz8O4/TrTkrMz7DII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/NPnMFZs78ZA/s1600/298931_10150519186202846_545687845_11584630_787223588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jSxelxhz8O4/TrTkrMz7DII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/NPnMFZs78ZA/s320/298931_10150519186202846_545687845_11584630_787223588_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409261590809730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh by the way, my so called 70's cheerleader outfit of the day. Haha I really think my high school uniform looks like 70's inspired.I wanted to be Marilyn Monroe but couldn't find it. So yea, abit cliche but no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos will be up soon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-5433748254043780174?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5433748254043780174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5433748254043780174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5433748254043780174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5433748254043780174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-sir-with-love.html' title='To Sir With Love'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7FyFfRKkZw/TrkKckNADoI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Bly_0vTX5F0/s72-c/322977_10150447224270569_590725568_10710439_1616784037_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8767957472109956212</id><published>2011-11-03T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:58:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LGT2Ojx_W8/TrF1hzM3jKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/w7jUFe5FwrI/s1600/298420_10150345817097499_701322498_8268746_1586827995_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LGT2Ojx_W8/TrF1hzM3jKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/w7jUFe5FwrI/s320/298420_10150345817097499_701322498_8268746_1586827995_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670442629376478370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a lil Teaser till all photos is up to be grab!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       After months of preparation, finally 'To Sir With Love' is accomplished! Feeling awesomely good for now, one project is done, 4 more other subjects to go till I graduate! Time flies so so so damn fast. Just pray everything goes well this sem and I'm off to go for Degree wee~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired much but it did went quiet well so it's kinda paid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and and my locker is the only piece that is not abolish right after the event, it's gonna be kept in our studio! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3380545574288712395-8767957472109956212?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8767957472109956212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8767957472109956212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8767957472109956212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8767957472109956212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/11/after-months-of-preparation-finally-to.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LGT2Ojx_W8/TrF1hzM3jKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/w7jUFe5FwrI/s72-c/298420_10150345817097499_701322498_8268746_1586827995_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3901317476130489732</id><published>2011-10-30T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:31:37.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven't been blogging lately, having lots of thing running and been busy-ing with it. It's the ever-hectic moment of college again. Events, assignments, test and final project to be accomplish. The 'To Sir with Love' event has been sucking lots of my energy, time, and money. Hopefully it's worthwhile, This WEDNESDAY we're kicking old school!  It's either a YES or NO.&lt;br /&gt;Kan cheong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way our beloved Cass kiu is back HOME!. I'll make sure I have time with her before she enters back to her Beauty Camp. Not having her with me for a month, my weekends has been accommodate with birthday celebrations, football matches, and dates with the boy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wonders how two person could actually text each other everyday without feeling bored at all when the convo are on nothing particular. Asking each other simple questions, What are you doing? Where are you? Have you eaten your dinner, lunch, breakfast yet? How are you today?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's hard to explain how this happens but yea it will happen naturally and you'll never ever feel bored about it.Sometimes,you'll tend to read those ''boring'' texts all over again&lt;br /&gt;and smile like an idiotic fella without you even realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how all these happens when you found&lt;br /&gt; someone who would put a smile on you&lt;br /&gt;by just staring blankly at you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-3901317476130489732?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3901317476130489732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3901317476130489732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3901317476130489732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3901317476130489732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/10/havent-been-blogging-lately-having-lots.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5331192257737021396</id><published>2011-10-09T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T03:58:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Guess the 7 years of continuous birthday wish has come true this year. Okay,maybe half of it, it's not February yet so yea. Only half only half. :)&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated mua birthday with the boy boy. This year birthday is both happy and sad. Sad that the soulmate is not around but  Happy coz I have the boy boy with me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Melaka was amazing, been to places that I've never visit before. Had a ride on the Taming Sari Tower, maybe it's just me that is outdated. But yeah, it was a good ride, worth waiting for an hour. Nice scenery up there.&lt;br /&gt;Weather was alright over at Melaka during the day, it wasn't raining , it's all windy and sunny in the same time. Experience on the humongous boat was good. Standing there looking out with the sunny sunlight shinning brightly down on us yet accompanied by some breezy wind. It's as though we're on Music Video, the lighting you see there is like the lighting you see in California King Bed's MV. I swear I wasn't  exaggerating at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSOry8ATpMg/TpNN8UtuwyI/AAAAAAAAA3g/73CcKHEitTQ/s1600/0810201114986%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSOry8ATpMg/TpNN8UtuwyI/AAAAAAAAA3g/73CcKHEitTQ/s320/0810201114986%2B%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661954855282852642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time having the satay celup, yummy-nyaa slurppp~~. The experience of satay celup is.... how do i put it, hurmm it's very ber-drama i would say. There were fight over there, scary much. Besides, had crepes as my bday cake this year. *thumbs up* for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokey that was yersterday's story, woke up this morning with another big and huge smile on ma face. Open up my bag and found this green-ish paper bag. My eye nearly pop out, had a shock of my life, it was a birthday gift from the stupid boy. It was very much a surprise, though it's a bit cliche but hey! the thought of it that is count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thank everyone for the wishes and compliment. Didn't know I was that awesome for you guys. Okay okay I is kembang now. Thank you again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-5331192257737021396?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5331192257737021396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5331192257737021396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5331192257737021396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5331192257737021396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/10/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSOry8ATpMg/TpNN8UtuwyI/AAAAAAAAA3g/73CcKHEitTQ/s72-c/0810201114986%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2918995875290158713</id><published>2011-10-06T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:56:04.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y08p_7Wm4cg/TozuQznIpXI/AAAAAAAAA3I/hTrBXDWBmek/s1600/Picture%2B314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y08p_7Wm4cg/TozuQznIpXI/AAAAAAAAA3I/hTrBXDWBmek/s320/Picture%2B314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660160804197541234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-2918995875290158713?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2918995875290158713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2918995875290158713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2918995875290158713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2918995875290158713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-you-till-then-end.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y08p_7Wm4cg/TozuQznIpXI/AAAAAAAAA3I/hTrBXDWBmek/s72-c/Picture%2B314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7570097719883210466</id><published>2011-10-06T07:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:34:32.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had manicure yesterday and it's super satisfying. Non stop looking at it and admiring it. But somehow I dont know how but yes! I have scratches on every finger nails already. God damn it! I'm just so not lady like! Hate it! It's all ruined this morning, god knows how and why. Anyhoo, test is in another 5 more hours. Overslept last night, thought of waking up early to study around 4 am but failed to do so instead waking up at 7 am. Feeling super sleepy right now :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-7570097719883210466?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7570097719883210466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7570097719883210466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7570097719883210466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7570097719883210466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/10/had-manicure-yesterday-and-its-super.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3248137068534736111</id><published>2011-10-05T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T03:25:14.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remembering old times when i was :'( but I'm still very much confident. Still camwhore no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FpWsti27OcI/TotdPrwOD6I/AAAAAAAAA3A/d1Dd82QxAYE/s1600/Picture%2B104..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FpWsti27OcI/TotdPrwOD6I/AAAAAAAAA3A/d1Dd82QxAYE/s320/Picture%2B104..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659719880745553826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htAQT04ikAo/TotdPU_CL-I/AAAAAAAAA24/VMk9vJHf97s/s1600/Picture%2B102..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htAQT04ikAo/TotdPU_CL-I/AAAAAAAAA24/VMk9vJHf97s/s320/Picture%2B102..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659719874633674722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHZly4iTGIU/TotdPF_RLYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/V_FdedIKuyo/s1600/Picture%2B103..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHZly4iTGIU/TotdPF_RLYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/V_FdedIKuyo/s320/Picture%2B103..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659719870608125314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-3248137068534736111?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3248137068534736111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3248137068534736111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3248137068534736111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3248137068534736111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/10/remembering-old-times-when-i-was-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FpWsti27OcI/TotdPrwOD6I/AAAAAAAAA3A/d1Dd82QxAYE/s72-c/Picture%2B104..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1603186304242313039</id><published>2011-10-05T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T02:24:46.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   Went to a field trip for Interactive Multimedia the other day. To be  honest if it wasn't for the class rep Sarah Ho I wouldn't even sign up  for the trip. Well as we all know, our lec is not that, how do I put it  hmm he is just not as lovable I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Andrew Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB7ODa5c1gs/TotIymObpZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2Xs5jVMzriY/s1600/334014_10150315382274081_719314080_8083135_1522748412_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB7ODa5c1gs/TotIymObpZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2Xs5jVMzriY/s320/334014_10150315382274081_719314080_8083135_1522748412_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659697390812898706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woke up at 7.30 am after a call from Caryn and to be honest I actually did forget about the trip. Luckily I have a friend like Caryn, rush like some mad dog to coll and didn't follow the dress code. Was pretty odd when I reach there, the IT student was giving me the very  impatient face. Reached around 7.55 and the bus was already ready to make a move since our trip was suppose to start at 8 am. Guess what? I'm not the late one, as usual the famous-for-being-late couple wins the title again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLXC0raOk0Y/TotIyJ-LPRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/5bDFmw3CLoQ/s1600/299366_10150343332278130_686868129_7908996_1019816236_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLXC0raOk0Y/TotIyJ-LPRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/5bDFmw3CLoQ/s320/299366_10150343332278130_686868129_7908996_1019816236_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659697383228521746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zN6TsY5Q2YU/TotIxi1_9_I/AAAAAAAAA2I/BaGCX_4y1Bk/s1600/293464_10150343331973130_686868129_7908987_2080393315_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zN6TsY5Q2YU/TotIxi1_9_I/AAAAAAAAA2I/BaGCX_4y1Bk/s320/293464_10150343331973130_686868129_7908987_2080393315_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659697372725245938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field trip to Rythms &amp;amp;  hues, Putrajaya, really open up my eye. Didn't know theres such company  in Malaysia, they are currently working on Alvin &amp;amp; the chipmunks 3,  it's nice see-ing them editing the animation and stuff. Well for that  moment,I really thought of joining the animation field but however Adobe  Flash has already kill that thingy off me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H0yzdtgh7Do/TotIyat7I-I/AAAAAAAAA2g/933gzLwwJ5A/s1600/310414_10150343331133130_686868129_7908973_2136663003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H0yzdtgh7Do/TotIyat7I-I/AAAAAAAAA2g/933gzLwwJ5A/s320/310414_10150343331133130_686868129_7908973_2136663003_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659697387723760610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Px0dHE_-7BM/TotIyONRSqI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/F2-m7Sq3X9k/s1600/309874_10150343330983130_686868129_7908972_164328564_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Px0dHE_-7BM/TotIyONRSqI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/F2-m7Sq3X9k/s320/309874_10150343330983130_686868129_7908972_164328564_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659697384365574818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The end-&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/3380545574288712395-1603186304242313039?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1603186304242313039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1603186304242313039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1603186304242313039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1603186304242313039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/10/went-to-field-trip-for-interactive.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB7ODa5c1gs/TotIymObpZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2Xs5jVMzriY/s72-c/334014_10150315382274081_719314080_8083135_1522748412_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2492863675112924218</id><published>2011-10-04T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T00:21:19.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The animation is killing me. Why do we actually have to do this cartoon thingy, it's so damn hard!!  I'm gonna endure mental disorder really soon. Well thank god it's ending this Friday! Saturday will be a great day, I know it will :). Looking forward for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your scent, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-2492863675112924218?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2492863675112924218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2492863675112924218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2492863675112924218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2492863675112924218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/10/animation-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8352175152377101689</id><published>2011-09-30T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T11:55:49.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of a sudden feeling really awful. Physically and mentally exhausted. Immune system is giving up and decided to surrender. The gigantic ulcer got my lip swollen, am having slight headache and flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood swing is what I'm enduring right now, things are just running in my mind non stop. If alcohol can solve my problem and could vanish off those disturbing thoughts of mine, then just give me a bottle of it. But unfortunately that's not what it is :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just stick to what I've decided, why am i doubting on my own decision out of a sudden. It went all so stable then now so shaky and feeling so uncertain about it. Sometimes I just hate myself for being uncertain on my own decision and  gets influence by externals easily. Why can't I just do something without putting others in thought and just do as it is,stick to what I've initially believe in? Why am I so shitty in this, feeling awfully down and moaning for solutions.Before I go insane I must solve this. It's affecting me! Words can't describe how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-8352175152377101689?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8352175152377101689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8352175152377101689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8352175152377101689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8352175152377101689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-of-sudden-feeling-really-awful.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6470769874789154327</id><published>2011-09-27T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:56:44.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden of roses</title><content type='html'>Well, hopefully what I've done was good and right. U know what I mean?? Kekekeke :D, Good night. Miss you boy boy. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-6470769874789154327?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6470769874789154327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6470769874789154327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6470769874789154327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6470769874789154327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/garden-of-roses.html' title='Garden of roses'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2559827034446467359</id><published>2011-09-25T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:04:42.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooms,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking up feeling soooo good, it was a long long long time since I've got up at 4pm. Feeling awesomely charge up but yet not feeling really well. Having ultimate hurtful ulcers, one on the lip and another grew on the bottom of the tongue. God knows why the ulcer grew at odd places. I couldn't stick out my tongue much, it's freaking hurtful.  :'( hopefully this wont last long cause it will kiss my appetite good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, jom ber-update for this few days. kekeke I had good times like literally good times. I'm so sorry for my friends who isn't having any but really I have great times these few days :D. Things are progressing quiet well and fast. Wasn't really what I've expected but yeah, not too bad. Hehe I think I really have to calm things down before anything went tooo fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow part of me think it's just too good to be real. Everything works accordingly and it goes all well and smooth. It's just hard to believe this, I myself is still doubting it. Everyone around me is very much happy for me, I'm really touched by it as I didn't know they would actually cheers for me. All this while I've heard lots from them, how bad they were treated and so. With that, I've learn lots and always told myself not to trust easily. Guess now, I'm just not doing what I've always asked myself to do. Hopefully, the trust will not be betrayed and it's worth letting it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-2559827034446467359?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2559827034446467359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2559827034446467359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2559827034446467359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2559827034446467359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/rooms.html' title='Rooms,'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1847863570993382822</id><published>2011-09-20T04:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T04:33:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>al al al al al al al</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's raining cats and dog again,perfect weather for a good night sleep. Yet I'm not that lucky to have the luck to enjoy the wonderful sleep. Stuck here completing my pending assignment that is due in just hours away. Accompanied by Joanna wang and Khalil Fong's songs.They are great company, though most might not want to have them while burning midnight oil coz their song might dozed you off anytime. Their songs simply relax my mind and i can think better, less stressful and struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the morning class, hopefully everything will be cool. Heading up to Genting with the boy boy and his peeps. Please pray the weather is cold up there with fogs if possible. I'm in need of good weather.Sick of the weather in subang, it's either super hot or raining cats and dogs. Oh well, will be spending the whole day over there. Watching Contagion if it's available. I can't wait to watch it, it's all good reviews so far. I'm pretty much expecting it to be like the best thriller movie of the year since there aren't any right now for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for the assignment to be handed up and I'm as free as a bird. Woots woots~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-1847863570993382822?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1847863570993382822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1847863570993382822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1847863570993382822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1847863570993382822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/al-al-al-al-al-al-al.html' title='al al al al al al al'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5751971807157801353</id><published>2011-09-17T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T15:02:46.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fu tua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Why is everyone having my Casio Gold watch and keep blinging it on me huh? Just to make me jealous? I hate all of you!! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-5751971807157801353?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5751971807157801353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5751971807157801353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5751971807157801353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5751971807157801353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/fu-tua.html' title='Fu tua'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6940144132140727945</id><published>2011-09-17T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T02:36:37.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Create</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's heartbreaking to see how a love relationship could ruin a friend's life. I know how much the relationship meant for her and what have she done for it. She took the relationship as her whole life. Everything meant nothing but only her and her lover. Her world revolves only her and him. From a bubbly and hyper active girl with a super huge smile on her face everyday to now a girl who only frown and full of foul words. Everyday living as a desperado, craving for attentions. Lack of security and get herself deep into deep shits and ruin her life, nothing good. I see tears more than smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relationship shall not bring only tears and a few smiles, it should be the other way round. Why do you need a relationship that keeps u worrying 24/7 ,feeling insecure and nothing were smooth. Struggling everyday, craving for attention everyday, trying so hard to pace things up, begging for forgiveness, begging for love, and all these bullshits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much in life, love is not everything. It's part of your life but not your whole life. Think of the hopes that your family put on you, the promises you made to them, think of what you've promise to yourself. There's so much to do, it's not just you and him or you and her. She or he can be your companion of life but certainly not someone who comes in and crash your life. They are there to accompany you and motivate you but not to pull you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont need a relationship that pulls you down, all you need is a relationship that makes u a better person. A relationship that makes you felt you are being loved, you are treasured, appreciated, and respected. Arguements are normal but not those that would damages you as an individual, it shan't touches your dignity or your principle as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is a companion not a disaster .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to make any statement, I'm not trying to against anything, but just that I couldn't bare looking at the things happening around me. We are adults already, no more teenager thinkings, face it and accept it with your head held high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;"Never bend your head. Always hold it high. Look the world right in the eye."- Helen Keller&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-6940144132140727945?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6940144132140727945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6940144132140727945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6940144132140727945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6940144132140727945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/create.html' title='Create'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4479781588106157389</id><published>2011-09-16T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T04:07:04.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 4 am, tummy is currently very hungry and it's too awake to be asleep. Having a slight flu, i think the brother, Fever is haunting me soon.  Lost my heart shape with &lt;span class="st"&gt;Swarovski crystal pendant and now my necklace is so lonely. I don't know where i lost it but once i reach home from Ipoh is gone left only the necklace left hanging on my dress. What a sad child I am, feeling super naked these day without it. Pendant mana lu leh, come out come out wherever you are. You are making me feeling so naked without you :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-4479781588106157389?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4479781588106157389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4479781588106157389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4479781588106157389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4479781588106157389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/search.html' title='Search'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5849100207831452849</id><published>2011-09-16T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T02:06:51.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mana inspiration ku? Mana lu sudah terbang pergi? Please come back to mummy, baby I need you. I need the energy where I could stay up for days not sleeping doing my work like some workaholic. I need to be inspired again. Inspiration lai lai come back to me :)&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/3380545574288712395-5849100207831452849?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5849100207831452849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5849100207831452849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5849100207831452849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5849100207831452849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/kick.html' title='Kick!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1673845025924233536</id><published>2011-09-14T07:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T08:01:55.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling really comfortable and things just go as it is. I couldn't control much of myself and everything just went out of place without me realizing. Though it's a good misplace but somehow self control left me and I'm not used to it. Losing control bits by bits and letting it go feels so...how do i put it...it's that kind of weird feeling when you have been owning something and only you has it all yourself for so long and now it's time to share it, that kinda feeling. It's weird but somehow is not a bad feeling yet it's not too good. Hmm what should I say, it's just unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this new feeling would lead me to something good who knows, at least I hope it WILL. I could not be that selfish isn't it?, haha i hope that's convincing enough. Experience the never experienced. Just go with the flow and sees the outcome of it. Hopefully it's worthwhile sharing it out. Maybe not all of it but just a little of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's not good to just give all out okay, what if things doesn't work out, die one leh. =)&lt;br /&gt;Good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-1673845025924233536?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1673845025924233536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1673845025924233536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1673845025924233536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1673845025924233536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/lighting.html' title='Lighting'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4812831953655867167</id><published>2011-09-13T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T04:31:10.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mojo is gone, I can't seem to find em' anywhere. I hate it  when I'm feeling so lost. Motivations are all gone, my study omph is just not that anymore. I need it to be boost up as I can move on. This is my very last sem and I wanna make something out of it before I leave. Now that I was given a chance to prove myself and I wanna take it and face it. I think I've been too relax and wasn't settle at all yet. Time to be serious and keep my mind sharp at what I'm heading for. Things might be really hectic and nothing comes smooth. I need to get myself a mojo and motivation back. Guess I'll need to watch more inspiring movies and re-writes all my aim and goals again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Aileena Chong Gogogogo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volvo 25 -35, 15 more years to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-4812831953655867167?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4812831953655867167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4812831953655867167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4812831953655867167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4812831953655867167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/mojo-is-gone-i-cant-seem-to-find-em.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4700294178153814471</id><published>2011-09-09T05:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T05:37:38.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video calling is fun with the boy boy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-4700294178153814471?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4700294178153814471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4700294178153814471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4700294178153814471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4700294178153814471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-know-what.html' title='you know what?'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-164141865358849571</id><published>2011-09-08T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T04:09:08.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ipoh!!. We are coming this weekend. Can't wait till i can go to the hot spring and gua Tempurung :). Gonna spend 3days 2 night over there. Hopefully this time around I'll get to see more of Ipoh than the last visit. I miss their food. Gonna take train over there, am kinda excited for it somehow.Hopefully everything went as we plan, then we will have a wonderful weekend in Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went KTZ for desserts, mango loh as always, just that this time it's with different companion. Got my hand smelling like the lip balm. Anyways, heading to the nest now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-164141865358849571?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/164141865358849571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=164141865358849571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/164141865358849571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/164141865358849571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/o.html' title=':O'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2650883407584695454</id><published>2011-09-07T08:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T08:28:54.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think!</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden thought of this song, this is the song that's gonna make my day today. I HOPE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZZ5iCKed6mk" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End&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/3380545574288712395-2650883407584695454?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2650883407584695454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2650883407584695454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2650883407584695454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2650883407584695454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-think.html' title='I think!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZZ5iCKed6mk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5063460643004711555</id><published>2011-09-07T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T08:24:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dimensionz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weather is good today,but just not feeling it. Trying to find ways to make the mood swing all the way up to put a smile on my own face and it seems like it's not working. Emotionless. Guess I'm having a sucky morning then, hopefully everything is good today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes kept tearing again, hate it this way. Starting the day with a frown does not leads me anywhere, I need a clown or just something sweet to make me smile. Where are all these thingy when i need you guys in this beautiful Wednesday morning??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-5063460643004711555?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5063460643004711555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5063460643004711555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5063460643004711555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5063460643004711555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/dimensionz.html' title='Dimensionz'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4050084852591479338</id><published>2011-09-06T03:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T03:43:53.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Range</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luxury isn't everything it's the thought that counts. Anything can be luxury and that depends on how an individual perceives it. Even a worthless bead or stone can be luxury if it meant  something to an individual and has it's story on it's own. Well luxury isn't everything it's just a bonus. Do not get taken away or being fooled by temptations, the thoughts is what ones should treasures and look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-4050084852591479338?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4050084852591479338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4050084852591479338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4050084852591479338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4050084852591479338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/range.html' title='Range'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3753577892140296337</id><published>2011-09-06T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T02:38:23.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First day of class after the raya break not that bad afterall. Tries not to be late to class but that's not happening and this is super disappointing! Okay at least I'll try not to skip class this sem since being early is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sushi, had movie, had desserts, having AFTER EIGHT wohoo~~~~,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a good companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-3753577892140296337?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3753577892140296337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3753577892140296337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3753577892140296337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3753577892140296337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-92866820901086386</id><published>2011-09-04T06:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T06:45:42.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smiles. Simple sentences with just simple words, could just put a smile on my face without any reason. Sometimes  words could make me smiles for the whole day in random times uncontrollably. Feels like an idiot sometimes, but however I guess that's what happy times are like. Life is treating me really good, awesome people around me. Meet new friends and also awesome ones. Am trying to enjoy every bit of the happy moments and hoping it will not end soon. Life is good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Karak karak karak karak, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-92866820901086386?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/92866820901086386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=92866820901086386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/92866820901086386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/92866820901086386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/pages.html' title='Pages'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5715970930178207838</id><published>2011-09-04T06:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T06:32:57.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been  out like super lots and I'm feeling really guilty. However all these outings are really worth spending time on, quality times with our Cass Kiu before she enters her camp. I think I'll miss her lots. Her dumb and lame jokes, her funny 'words' and everything :'(. Tiring days but I know I'll not regret spending every bits of it. As much as I do not really like drinking but am doing it for the sake of making everyone happy and also for my own good. Well all these drinking sessions really trains my alcohol tolerance. Really is getting better now, no more sitting at the corner forcing myself to vomit like some Idiotic fella. :D Oh well, class is starting in like a day time guess all these outing will be slowed down too. Drinking session will not be on my list anymore, maybe dinners but no more drinking. And boy boy is back !!!!Just random but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic days coming ahead of me, welcome back to Mass Comm, Aileena Chong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, me and my classmates will be visiting Inti Nilai on tuesday,6th sep , to promote the Shell event thts soon gonna be held. Whoever who is there, please show some support and join the event. I'm sure you'll never lose anything, it's a very benefitial campaign as there will be briefing about fuel saving. So please do come and support Intians at Nilai. We are actually on competition with other colleges, competing on the number of students attending to the event organize by SHELL. The more Intians over there, the higher chances Inti would crown it. People please show your support to raise up Inti's name. We are good too, so yea. COME AND SUPPORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-5715970930178207838?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5715970930178207838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5715970930178207838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5715970930178207838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5715970930178207838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/exposure.html' title='Exposure'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3817215964409340668</id><published>2011-09-02T16:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:52:21.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided to stay home today the whole afternoon and evening till  tonight's Genting plan. Oh well our Mr. Ethan Curzon has adopted DJ as  his profession and he is really good at it now. He has been spinning  around quiet often lately. His music is good and is getting better. Guys  please show some support to our very own DJ &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/ethancurzon/how-do-you-feel#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Zouk-Barsonic on Saturday to show mua support. Well Zouk  was a crazy night, there was like hell lots of people over there. Meet  lots of friends over there. And I have to say that night was a night  full of dramas. Whatever you can imagine that could happen in club it  HAPPENS that night. Drank kinda lot but yea surprisingly I was not even  tipsy nor drunk. Alcohol tolerance is better now, proud =). Had fun  dancing all night long, it's been a long long long time since I had fun  like that. The aftermath = Mati on the bed for 12 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3m1OIL9eGs/TmCUzmyu52I/AAAAAAAAA0w/Up6xDttXHco/s1600/IMG_1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3m1OIL9eGs/TmCUzmyu52I/AAAAAAAAA0w/Up6xDttXHco/s320/IMG_1367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647677547030177634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready up for Zouk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9JUi3_nrnU/TmCU0RyVvKI/AAAAAAAAA1I/utEtGMJe4L0/s1600/IMG_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9JUi3_nrnU/TmCU0RyVvKI/AAAAAAAAA1I/utEtGMJe4L0/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647677558571252898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kH3i6c93rE/TmCU0KRh5tI/AAAAAAAAA1A/WVLFjqqs09A/s1600/IMG_1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kH3i6c93rE/TmCU0KRh5tI/AAAAAAAAA1A/WVLFjqqs09A/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647677556554589906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbqVBGadvKE/TmCUzpopHjI/AAAAAAAAA04/eRBTXbYnkjA/s1600/331761_10150284271634081_719314080_7861317_5603032_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbqVBGadvKE/TmCUzpopHjI/AAAAAAAAA04/eRBTXbYnkjA/s320/331761_10150284271634081_719314080_7861317_5603032_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647677547793161778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merdeka Eve night went over to Sunway, 32bistro bar, Ethan was spinning over there that night. Didnt really dress up for it, cause that day was a busy day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4w24zEKom5g/TmCU0VpCI0I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7ggBXBERMG8/s1600/337857_10150302935113576_755523575_8177055_5800905_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4w24zEKom5g/TmCU0VpCI0I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7ggBXBERMG8/s320/337857_10150302935113576_755523575_8177055_5800905_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647677559605961538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan in the middle pumping his way out with his other DJ kawan kawan. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya guys, he will be spinning at MILK club really soon, will update you guys once Ethan updates me :), and he will also be spinning at Barsonic again around 20-ish of Sep. If your interested just ring me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MzVS8uiNNoE/TmCVeDQXqgI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/H_bI0Wnni-A/s1600/337521_10150288027264081_719314080_7900042_4438435_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-3817215964409340668?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3817215964409340668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3817215964409340668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3817215964409340668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3817215964409340668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-another-post.html' title='Just another post'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3m1OIL9eGs/TmCUzmyu52I/AAAAAAAAA0w/Up6xDttXHco/s72-c/IMG_1367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-789354202388329126</id><published>2011-09-02T03:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:51:05.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd/09/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week was a tiring week, didn't get to start any of my pending  assignments. Been going out almost everynight and reach home in the  morning. Every seconds were used wisely and spending quality time with  the bestiess before she has to go to the Miss Universe Camp =(. This  year birthday without the bestie felt as though theres something  missing. Guess I'll not celebrate this year then, every year she's the  one who plans stuff for me but this year :'(. Celebrated Sarah's  birthday the whole day spending time with her. Went over to KL this  afternoon to get her birthday dress and also my own dress. Ended the  day at Sunway Giza. We bought her flaming Lambo and beers. I can barely  feels my leg already, but today was all good buy. Got myself 2  long dress and 2 cardigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way to the KL for shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgya3z8Fohc/Tl_mRjls2PI/AAAAAAAAAz4/6z-6qTmYlc4/s1600/312560_10150288029144081_719314080_7900073_3984856_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgya3z8Fohc/Tl_mRjls2PI/AAAAAAAAAz4/6z-6qTmYlc4/s320/312560_10150288029144081_719314080_7900073_3984856_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647485647031425266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get ourselves ready to head to Giza,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NcBH0yLpuSM/Tl_mRDeKIWI/AAAAAAAAAzg/194-bUhmylE/s1600/294386_10150288035184081_719314080_7900150_1046145_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NcBH0yLpuSM/Tl_mRDeKIWI/AAAAAAAAAzg/194-bUhmylE/s320/294386_10150288035184081_719314080_7900150_1046145_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647485638409855330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore to kill time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0E3uNlKtgzk/Tl_mRmUAr1I/AAAAAAAAAzw/AI70VKqxswI/s1600/310668_10150288033964081_719314080_7900139_7516849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0E3uNlKtgzk/Tl_mRmUAr1I/AAAAAAAAAzw/AI70VKqxswI/s320/310668_10150288033964081_719314080_7900139_7516849_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647485647762534226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZMQHd6V8IA/TmCKPoyIxpI/AAAAAAAAA0g/l5yUiLZJxxg/s1600/300311_10150288432094081_719314080_7903554_6264162_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZMQHd6V8IA/TmCKPoyIxpI/AAAAAAAAA0g/l5yUiLZJxxg/s320/300311_10150288432094081_719314080_7903554_6264162_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647665933972981394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wJRo-KR_NA/TmCKP2lEUcI/AAAAAAAAA0o/MPx6JhDT_9k/s1600/300311_10150288432114081_719314080_7903557_1292675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wJRo-KR_NA/TmCKP2lEUcI/AAAAAAAAA0o/MPx6JhDT_9k/s320/300311_10150288432114081_719314080_7903557_1292675_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647665937676259778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STiHs5A8bms/Tl_mRdHL_xI/AAAAAAAAAzo/RmB0pXWN9b0/s1600/301527_10150288037369081_719314080_7900171_5017334_n%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STiHs5A8bms/Tl_mRdHL_xI/AAAAAAAAAzo/RmB0pXWN9b0/s320/301527_10150288037369081_719314080_7900171_5017334_n%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647485645292830482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To us you are already a pageant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGPqx9FhuW4/Tl_m-cOueAI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/tOlyHvihFQE/s1600/329421_10150288036679081_719314080_7900164_95212_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGPqx9FhuW4/Tl_m-cOueAI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/tOlyHvihFQE/s320/329421_10150288036679081_719314080_7900164_95212_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647486418150127618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couldn't stop BBM-ing her boy tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-26eLfGzapAI/Tl_m96PBuFI/AAAAAAAAA0I/aGflKEHmHKU/s1600/326068_10150288039699081_719314080_7900203_2769483_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-26eLfGzapAI/Tl_m96PBuFI/AAAAAAAAA0I/aGflKEHmHKU/s320/326068_10150288039699081_719314080_7900203_2769483_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647486409024583762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday girl on photo shooting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guVl9n3U6UY/Tl_m-BpHyNI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/YsIuf1EY-3g/s1600/340624_10150288042079081_719314080_7900234_1492453_o%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guVl9n3U6UY/Tl_m-BpHyNI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/YsIuf1EY-3g/s320/340624_10150288042079081_719314080_7900234_1492453_o%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647486411013081298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both with their dress to killl punya face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ju9BeWHZ0UY/Tl_m9us1ShI/AAAAAAAAA0A/PN50PFkY6hI/s1600/323061_10150288042904081_719314080_7900242_5235120_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ju9BeWHZ0UY/Tl_m9us1ShI/AAAAAAAAA0A/PN50PFkY6hI/s320/323061_10150288042904081_719314080_7900242_5235120_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647486405928372754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a little while listening to you ,&lt;br /&gt;it's more than enough to put a smile on me boy boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is a Happy girl today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0dg5oneL5U/Tl_mQ2CJMpI/AAAAAAAAAzY/xv_KuEyM-fg/s1600/295936_10150288034784081_719314080_7900147_4359054_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0dg5oneL5U/Tl_mQ2CJMpI/AAAAAAAAAzY/xv_KuEyM-fg/s320/295936_10150288034784081_719314080_7900147_4359054_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647485634802692754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Happy birthday Sarah and also the Ipoh Lang, Caryn Chooi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back and we shall celebrate another round :)&lt;br /&gt;The video of Sarah consuming the Flaming Lambo will be up soon once i got it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-789354202388329126?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/789354202388329126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=789354202388329126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/789354202388329126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/789354202388329126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/09/2nd0911.html' title='2nd/09/11'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgya3z8Fohc/Tl_mRjls2PI/AAAAAAAAAz4/6z-6qTmYlc4/s72-c/312560_10150288029144081_719314080_7900073_3984856_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7456954706584818354</id><published>2011-08-31T03:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T03:48:24.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you know what I mean,</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Itu feeling and emotion hor macam roller coaster, saya pun tak tahu macam mana nak beritahu,macam itu muka kat bawah lo, itu macam lo,&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoyo, sekali senyum,sekali stress macam sudah gila leh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Azqh44ZpELk/Tl09zNCfh6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_Xd5AdAUI-M/s1600/mix%2Bmix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Azqh44ZpELk/Tl09zNCfh6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_Xd5AdAUI-M/s320/mix%2Bmix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646737457675208610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-7456954706584818354?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7456954706584818354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7456954706584818354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7456954706584818354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7456954706584818354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-you-know-what-i-mean.html' title='If you know what I mean,'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Azqh44ZpELk/Tl09zNCfh6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_Xd5AdAUI-M/s72-c/mix%2Bmix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8296184237308598283</id><published>2011-08-30T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T11:05:50.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Defination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You damn cute! Small boy, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-8296184237308598283?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8296184237308598283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8296184237308598283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8296184237308598283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8296184237308598283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/high-defination.html' title='High Defination'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8035478475365534389</id><published>2011-08-28T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T19:04:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got Stung by a BEE! Yea out of no where the bee stung my toe yesterday night before I leave to Zouk. It's fucking pain that i shouted out loud! Damn it, mum help me put antiseptic cream. I was so worry if I'll die. My mum and sis was so ignorant, they don't really care coz they say I wont die. I think is swollen bit by bit today, will i die? :'(. What if i die leh??? God knows why the bee wanna sting me? U stupid or what? Sting me you will die and I will maybe just maybe die also. What do you get? You wanna suicide also not on me right, you are a disaster!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall visit the clinic later just in case!&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/3380545574288712395-8035478475365534389?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8035478475365534389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8035478475365534389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8035478475365534389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8035478475365534389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/ouch.html' title='OUCH!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-676907146362311908</id><published>2011-08-28T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:54:25.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Content</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L89XauC5v8g/TloccJerInI/AAAAAAAAAzI/mB8zFkZ13t4/s1600/n554579634_832620_164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L89XauC5v8g/TloccJerInI/AAAAAAAAAzI/mB8zFkZ13t4/s320/n554579634_832620_164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645856352768828018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinker,that's what I am, thoughts keep running and never stops. I like to think over small little thing and consider every little thing. So decision making has always been the last thing I wanna do. I think I'm a decision phobic even if it requires me to pick where to eat it's a difficult task for me :(.  It's alright, I have my soulmate Cass Kiu to make decision for me. I guess if next time, I'm gonna decide on proposal from my future beloved, she will be the one I'll revert to. So people if you wanna ask me out makan please decide where or please ask cass to decide and not me :) Just a random topic I suddenly thought of coz was asking for her opinion last night.After Zouk, we had a heart-to-heart talk  and got her to help me make some decision. I guess after that talk I now know what should I do, Thank you Cass Kiu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-676907146362311908?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/676907146362311908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=676907146362311908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/676907146362311908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/676907146362311908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/content.html' title='Content'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L89XauC5v8g/TloccJerInI/AAAAAAAAAzI/mB8zFkZ13t4/s72-c/n554579634_832620_164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5572528512825626666</id><published>2011-08-28T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:30:05.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After having dilemmas on which side to choose, where to go and who to go  with, it ended up merging the two groups of friend together and make it  One BIG outing. It was just last week, we had drinking session over at  Beer Factory again.Finally the college peeps met my other side of  friends, blended quiet well and I guess most of us had fun the other  night. Sorry guys, was busy texting the whole night :D. I know it was annoying but yea so  sorry :).  There were like 15 girls that night, we were  like the center of the attention. Oh well more like a chick night,met new lovely friends and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; happy birthday to the birthday girl  once again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYZdH0VPdPA/TloRCoray3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/B3aKWp54AmU/s1600/321266_10150277068712800_534547799_7981641_2905716_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYZdH0VPdPA/TloRCoray3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/B3aKWp54AmU/s320/321266_10150277068712800_534547799_7981641_2905716_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645843819839277938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was drinking and drinking and drinking that night,&lt;br /&gt;there were like 2 black label,one big tong of long island, a bottle of red wine, beers, and jagerbomb, And Flaming Lambo,&lt;br /&gt;It was milky and hotzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68ytgsQuKx8/TloRuHcQP5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6jv7lxt29EY/s1600/298161_10150277067057800_534547799_7981617_3944768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68ytgsQuKx8/TloRuHcQP5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6jv7lxt29EY/s320/298161_10150277067057800_534547799_7981617_3944768_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645844566831546258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The aftermath, Face like red &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lx_BnHWLoVs/TloRCXdNLJI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/o8x6H6UO9KM/s1600/321301_10150277068087800_534547799_7981633_3912015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lx_BnHWLoVs/TloRCXdNLJI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/o8x6H6UO9KM/s320/321301_10150277068087800_534547799_7981633_3912015_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645843815216262290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Timothy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgUkmaPKCBM/TloRuBgZhFI/AAAAAAAAAyg/j5vcBZOULH4/s1600/305256_10150277071707800_534547799_7981688_7802330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgUkmaPKCBM/TloRuBgZhFI/AAAAAAAAAyg/j5vcBZOULH4/s320/305256_10150277071707800_534547799_7981688_7802330_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645844565238318162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kawan from the kuliah, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hxy4fC0N5ck/TloRuXxEGyI/AAAAAAAAAy4/EJUl3iPcjnk/s1600/296816_10150277069872800_534547799_7981659_663907_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hxy4fC0N5ck/TloRuXxEGyI/AAAAAAAAAy4/EJUl3iPcjnk/s320/296816_10150277069872800_534547799_7981659_663907_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645844571213798178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was the first time we hangs out like that&lt;br /&gt;and they seems enjoying, such a relief, phew~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lx_BnHWLoVs/TloRCXdNLJI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/o8x6H6UO9KM/s1600/321301_10150277068087800_534547799_7981633_3912015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2024VZO9k4/TloRubmmBoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/7tbSImh04E8/s1600/300541_10150277069752800_534547799_7981657_2200183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2024VZO9k4/TloRubmmBoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/7tbSImh04E8/s320/300541_10150277069752800_534547799_7981657_2200183_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645844572243625602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new babes, their red lips make mine naked :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yE6yPvbaUdM/TloRCaAaWVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/fCcZzfTvTZU/s1600/312701_10150416507514741_531814740_10726633_2614492_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yE6yPvbaUdM/TloRCaAaWVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/fCcZzfTvTZU/s320/312701_10150416507514741_531814740_10726633_2614492_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645843815900797266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15 girls on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rw9kfW7WD2s/TloRB73q8PI/AAAAAAAAAx4/BEYFRjoM0hk/s1600/294048_10150416507359741_531814740_10726630_4386839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIoYEGlKQy0/TloRCBaeq-I/AAAAAAAAAyA/CrDa4aaAvSo/s1600/304080_10150416507994741_531814740_10726640_4350257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIoYEGlKQy0/TloRCBaeq-I/AAAAAAAAAyA/CrDa4aaAvSo/s320/304080_10150416507994741_531814740_10726640_4350257_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645843809299246050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last picture of the day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wbDPXPlqmE/TloS1P1y43I/AAAAAAAAAzA/28VSTEUoKJs/s1600/320151_10150277072062800_534547799_7981695_7529019_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wbDPXPlqmE/TloS1P1y43I/AAAAAAAAAzA/28VSTEUoKJs/s320/320151_10150277072062800_534547799_7981695_7529019_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645845788856869746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-5572528512825626666?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5572528512825626666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5572528512825626666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5572528512825626666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5572528512825626666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/aloha.html' title='Aloha'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYZdH0VPdPA/TloRCoray3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/B3aKWp54AmU/s72-c/321266_10150277068712800_534547799_7981641_2905716_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3002430102358022459</id><published>2011-08-23T18:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T19:33:11.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The golden earring,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WApV4JBve0/TlON8SzRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAxw/EdIWt5Gh7l0/s1600/286678_10150280103132476_632857475_8167075_6833116_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WApV4JBve0/TlON8SzRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAxw/EdIWt5Gh7l0/s320/286678_10150280103132476_632857475_8167075_6833116_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644010825003902834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Ho_9W1y34/TlOF1K3MWVI/AAAAAAAAAwo/HQXhK1JYfOc/s1600/286678_10150280103132476_632857475_8167075_6833116_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone has their own goal and working hard to achieve em'. Sacrifice were needed in achieving every of them as there's always give and take. Separation are one of the sacrifice that one would endure along the way, well it can be really heart aching at times but it's worth it, I hope. Just like what Leong Sook Wai has done. She is now graduated and am proud of her. I MISS YOU LSW, if you're reading this, Why in the hell you're not online everyday??? I wanna ber-cakap with you!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at Bangsar Village last Wednesday, it was like quarter of bonding session, quarter of farewell dinner for XinHui and quarter of socializing night. Was at Delicious for dinner then to La bodega for drinks. Met Cass's ''friend'' Micheal, he's the most sporting yet outgoing marketing L I've ever met. It was nice meeting him and Xinhui the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beeAJdYhTzU/TlOH4P9w7jI/AAAAAAAAAxo/rIclWKeYZyc/s1600/318788_10150271012697800_534547799_7922337_2782061_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The super yummy Classic Chocolate Cake With Ice-cream ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxyvMMDaY8k/TlOH34nycqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/60vs27qPbZo/s1600/325800_10150280102597476_632857475_8167067_4488539_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxyvMMDaY8k/TlOH34nycqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/60vs27qPbZo/s320/325800_10150280102597476_632857475_8167067_4488539_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644004152187187874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Lasagna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-789DUHL2D5g/TlOF19mHOQI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DyYLpwAgdEA/s1600/327323_10150280102372476_632857475_8167063_3504542_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-789DUHL2D5g/TlOF19mHOQI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DyYLpwAgdEA/s320/327323_10150280102372476_632857475_8167063_3504542_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644001920139344130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pastas were nom-ed before we could even take a pic of it, well cause we're all hungry pigs that night, like literally super hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hmpiaGCzYM/TlOF1eG55dI/AAAAAAAAAw4/_aPtl_FjQek/s1600/311257_10150271011872800_534547799_7922322_4054652_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hmpiaGCzYM/TlOF1eG55dI/AAAAAAAAAw4/_aPtl_FjQek/s320/311257_10150271011872800_534547799_7922322_4054652_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644001911686948306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our very own Beauty yet dramatic Cassandra Kiu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--L5lEOvIk_o/TlOF1WvRl6I/AAAAAAAAAww/y8xBySjw_SI/s1600/306711_10150271012087800_534547799_7922326_3445553_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--L5lEOvIk_o/TlOF1WvRl6I/AAAAAAAAAww/y8xBySjw_SI/s320/306711_10150271012087800_534547799_7922326_3445553_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644001909708789666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charmaine, Beauty with the brain, jealous much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMxfsAypVUU/TlOH33_3IDI/AAAAAAAAAxg/CX8MBs7B7fA/s1600/325718_10150280103232476_632857475_8167077_5143780_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMxfsAypVUU/TlOH33_3IDI/AAAAAAAAAxg/CX8MBs7B7fA/s320/325718_10150280103232476_632857475_8167077_5143780_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644004152019722290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two super tall beauty, stress standing next to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgc4tz34PMw/TlOH3l5PaeI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xXIB_fICOuk/s1600/327038_10150280103712476_632857475_8167084_5461739_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgc4tz34PMw/TlOH3l5PaeI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xXIB_fICOuk/s320/327038_10150280103712476_632857475_8167084_5461739_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644004147160115682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWnU4htgDhY/TlOF1ntZMQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/aNIzvujc0Wg/s1600/339604_10150280103402476_632857475_8167079_7850646_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWnU4htgDhY/TlOF1ntZMQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/aNIzvujc0Wg/s320/339604_10150280103402476_632857475_8167079_7850646_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644001914264301826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and last but not least our Miss Very the Fab, Marianne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--L5lEOvIk_o/TlOF1WvRl6I/AAAAAAAAAww/y8xBySjw_SI/s1600/306711_10150271012087800_534547799_7922326_3445553_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-3002430102358022459?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3002430102358022459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3002430102358022459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3002430102358022459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3002430102358022459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/golden-earring.html' title='The golden earring,'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WApV4JBve0/TlON8SzRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAxw/EdIWt5Gh7l0/s72-c/286678_10150280103132476_632857475_8167075_6833116_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2619124212855072743</id><published>2011-08-20T02:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T04:48:27.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leopard print</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had the longest lunch ever today, felt uber guilty. The last day of work and things were tense in this morning. It was scary but yeah had an escape after that. Lunch were super full till I didn't want to eat mua dinner. But the pizza was really good every bites were fill with  juicy pepperoni and slice beef. Was struggling to finish it up and the FRIEND was a lousy eater. What a small appetite he have. However, he's the saviour of the day, TQ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, this week were super tiring. Outing were one after another, tiring much. Will upload photos of the outings when I got them. Well I don't bring camera around so I have to steal people's photo so it depends on them.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Here a little teaser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Karoake Session with the heartbrokens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGT8hKVO-AQ/Tk7HefjnMCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/KUXlljWhJWk/s1600/226182_10150271767354081_719314080_7735513_6237044_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGT8hKVO-AQ/Tk7HefjnMCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/KUXlljWhJWk/s320/226182_10150271767354081_719314080_7735513_6237044_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642666709822681122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner at Bangsar with The-soon-to-be-at-USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9LcacTodwg/Tk7LPORiXJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/fhg027XCOmo/s1600/289318_10150277746082476_632857475_8145854_4970972_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9LcacTodwg/Tk7LPORiXJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/fhg027XCOmo/s320/289318_10150277746082476_632857475_8145854_4970972_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642670845531937938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giza the other night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9IWi2zHa67k/Tk7E2B9b2OI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/wrnqLkEXUWg/s1600/295765_2272218814941_1532763268_2446852_4036504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9IWi2zHa67k/Tk7E2B9b2OI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/wrnqLkEXUWg/s320/295765_2272218814941_1532763268_2446852_4036504_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642663815659903202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a little bit of me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVBGpkTWnIg/Tk6wLJxu7ZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/FhRT2_9NzIQ/s320/297145_10150277029904081_719314080_7786561_1340670_n.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642641088791375250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS: Even this I got it from others, and honestly i don't remember taking this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-2619124212855072743?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2619124212855072743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2619124212855072743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2619124212855072743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2619124212855072743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/leopard-print.html' title='Leopard print'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGT8hKVO-AQ/Tk7HefjnMCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/KUXlljWhJWk/s72-c/226182_10150271767354081_719314080_7735513_6237044_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7360474312387551570</id><published>2011-08-18T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:24:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotton Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fingernails has been naked for weeks, it's so ugly. Was having dilemma in choosing the colors. Finallly I've decided to give &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; a chance. Got myself a new cotton candy color. This is my first pink nail polish and my first time putting on pink nail. It's weird coz i never like this color and pink will never ever come across my mind. I would say this is a big leap for me. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pinky&lt;/span&gt; nails, hahah it's jst funny. I don't know why I did this but somehow yea, thought of giving it a try. Just maybe I'll like it later, Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-7360474312387551570?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7360474312387551570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7360474312387551570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7360474312387551570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7360474312387551570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/cotton-candy_18.html' title='Cotton Candy'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1533297901123075722</id><published>2011-08-17T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:43:30.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OkayTak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Holiday is good, Haven't been having holidays like for zillion years. Was there at the broken heart's house yday talking the whole night till 3 and got home around 4. It was a good talk, sharing stuff and ranting all out. It was a great lazy Tuesday night lying down on the bed rolling here and there,took midnight walk around 15. The last time I've took a midnight walk was like 4 months or 5 months ago? It feels so good. Though is dangerous but midnight walks does calms a person down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Guess what? The last movie I've watched was Expendables, Okay DON'T laugh! I barely goes to cinema, c'mon your best friend is too busy with her guy and college mates have their movie dates with their boys, who am I gonna watch with. Friends watch with other friends. Okay I sound pathetically sad but yeah that's the truth. So someone please kesian me bring me to movie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I had sudden craving for Ice cream and movie and pop corn and waffle and french fries and mango loh and 'wo beng' and and and and and and......ok bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-1533297901123075722?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1533297901123075722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1533297901123075722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1533297901123075722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1533297901123075722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/okaytak.html' title='OkayTak'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6133514123885260231</id><published>2011-08-16T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T01:51:44.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girly night out at Chill out last weekend, with food and laughter. We ordered lots of portions and we ate like cows. It was a catch up night , everyone was busy with their stuff and no time to meet up. So yea, as expected, we talked non stop and super loud. Who cares, as long as we're happy. By the way, Chill out food is really awesome. I love their beef burger and their pasta. It's damn finger licking good, *thumbs up* .After filling our tummy up we went over to Sunway Giza for a drink ad ended up at the dance floor. Met some friends over there and surprisingly Giza has lots of Subang-ian too. Now i know where they are after disappearing from subang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the moment i've got pulled by some unknown guys over and over again,everything was good. It's so annoying that I've told him many times that I am not interested to drink with him. But he doesn't seems to get it and comes back again. It's so damn irritating. I have no choice and I've to use the usual 'fuck off bastard' way to shoo him off . I grabbed Michelle and says 'She's my girlfriend'. Acting as Lesbian couple always works when you wanna get rid of those desperate bastard. He is a hell fucking brainless bastard as he never gives up. He actually pulls me and teased me by introducing his girl friends to me. What the fuck is wrong with him? Irritating much. But yeah Finally Michelle shouted at him and says 'Don't Disturb My GF'. Wow you should see how she looks like Super aggressive. It was funny thinking back about it again. Michelle expression was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really took much photo simply becos we're too busy talking and stuff. Just manage to get a couple of it. Camera roll.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food food food, yums~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641772280937764930" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kE_ejGkNR6Y/TkuZ_4Tw2EI/AAAAAAAAAwA/yIyed9HL21Y/s320/281305_10150293431492969_532662968_7565648_6538684_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-as0PsB74Ns0/TkuZ_yOXa6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/mMkxWHDfAQ0/s1600/262965_10150293432022969_532662968_7565663_4375974_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 234px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641772279304514466" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-as0PsB74Ns0/TkuZ_yOXa6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/mMkxWHDfAQ0/s320/262965_10150293432022969_532662968_7565663_4375974_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very Satisfy SMILE for the Beef Burger :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641769285708867746" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ArXdR9x_J6o/TkuXRiNi6KI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oD1ovJl20Uw/s320/282410_10150293431722969_532662968_7565654_3119004_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with Eunice's DSLR, and got the restaurant's customer looking at us snapping photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Started of with decent group picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641769284592763378" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N36YI-AllDo/TkuXReDcgfI/AAAAAAAAAvY/m234TMkrrHo/s320/281685_10150293432467969_532662968_7565675_2748373_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 218px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641768189118133842" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3Dy39WIeK0/TkuWRtF8NlI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/inORMSjD3mw/s320/281350_10150293433697969_532662968_7565707_1697008_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then to camwhoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641768186466123298" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1NmjzGGQWrk/TkuWRjNpviI/AAAAAAAAAvI/XYYjmvMOpaE/s320/262590_10150293438652969_532662968_7565845_2744101_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mun Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641768178753038754" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__Kwz0q0Duc/TkuWRGetaaI/AAAAAAAAAu4/gATM9LbV2B8/s320/215045_10150293433112969_532662968_7565691_1417486_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641769285461984674" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Wz5snmEvU/TkuXRhSrxaI/AAAAAAAAAvo/dU5O5GiLZuI/s320/285490_10150293437897969_532662968_7565822_2956_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One and Only photo for Sunway Giza, say hi to My GirlFriend, Michelle Koh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 242px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641772277815579314" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6piUgoVRFw/TkuZ_srYErI/AAAAAAAAAvw/hi9kZEOfnqw/s320/281613_2240559983490_1532763268_2404092_1743532_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night ended up at 4am in the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJMwLbaZKH0/TkuWRSrr7rI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Erab84MetN0/s1600/252070_10150293440932969_532662968_7565901_3825089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 246px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641768182028693170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJMwLbaZKH0/TkuWRSrr7rI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Erab84MetN0/s320/252070_10150293440932969_532662968_7565901_3825089_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3380545574288712395-6133514123885260231?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6133514123885260231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6133514123885260231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6133514123885260231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6133514123885260231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/heads-up.html' title='Heads up!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kE_ejGkNR6Y/TkuZ_4Tw2EI/AAAAAAAAAwA/yIyed9HL21Y/s72-c/281305_10150293431492969_532662968_7565648_6538684_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7206367668070928638</id><published>2011-08-13T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T11:32:11.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice scent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday Morning, weather is good and woke up really early myself. Had a really nice dream. A warm yet amazingly bizzarre dream. Caught me thinking of it till now.Oh well, guess I've think too much and that leads to fantasy. Okayyyyyy I have to admit this is just so damn awesome, everything is so coinc. The first thing I've in touch with was the thing I've dreamt off. It wasn't really a good in touch but hell thats good enough to make me keep smiling for the whole day. What a good kick start for today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yday had this beer called Kampai, and it was surprisingly good. I never once finish a bottle of beer so smoothly before. I don't have to hold my breath to drink it. The alcohol percentage was like 6.6 if im not wrong, its higher than heineken and others but it taste the best. Was dancing all out and shouting all out yesterday, was so worn out. Hope my companion heals the broken hearts. Been drinking these few days, broken hearts were really sad and needed drinks. Beer training is coming ahead me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've done something really bad yesterday. It was initially just for fun but I think I've went over the board. Apologized and offered myself to the victim and admits that I was the mastermind. I'm being thrown cold shoulder now. But yea, Sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-7206367668070928638?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7206367668070928638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7206367668070928638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7206367668070928638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7206367668070928638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/nice-scent.html' title='Nice scent'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5604865585073929551</id><published>2011-08-12T08:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:30:16.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     Woke up with backache and every muscle of mine i hear them cry. Slept around 9pm yesterday, it was super exhausting. Worked the whole day yesterday, carrying heavy loads. Non stop bending up and down. Now that my back is super painful and I barely can stand straight. I think I'll need at least one day for recovery. I'm strong but not so strong. But anyhow at least I'm stronger than the ''tattoo man'' in my office. He has tattoo all around his body but hell he works like a sissy. He himself thinks im stronger than him so all the heavy loads is chucked over to me and what he does was just packing the small and light stuff. Oh well, look on the brighter side. I'm lifting weight every now and then.My muscle is building back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a brand new day! Come lets see what's ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TheEND-&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/3380545574288712395-5604865585073929551?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5604865585073929551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5604865585073929551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5604865585073929551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5604865585073929551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2636044551070775318</id><published>2011-08-11T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T03:36:48.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siew mai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      It's late but yet couldn't shut my eyes, tummy is super full. Had Dimsum at Jln Ipoh, it was a quick grab since it's late and the restaurant was close to closing. So yea ate as quick as we can while the worker over there starts taking off our tissue box, plates,kicap and stuff. They are practically shoo-ing us and indirectly showing us the Fuck off u bitch and bastard punya muka. Oh well it was alright though. The company was good, and yea. So,yea reach back home around 3. Staying awake to wait for the little boy's text to say if he's home. Continue waiting...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,Adios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The end-&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/3380545574288712395-2636044551070775318?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2636044551070775318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2636044551070775318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2636044551070775318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2636044551070775318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/siew-mai.html' title='Siew mai'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6120946416334022096</id><published>2011-08-09T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T09:00:21.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotton Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Good morning! &lt;/span&gt;What a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SUNNY&lt;/span&gt; day, had sudden urge for blogging. 2 more weeks till my Ipoh trip with the girls. The girls are having hard times and been hanging out quiet often now days. Been sleeping kinda late lately. Beers and blurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxMZCF-DYy4/TkCGVLT4nZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Qi9S_7MDVoo/s1600/251399_10150263780659081_719314080_7654565_8365136_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxMZCF-DYy4/TkCGVLT4nZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Qi9S_7MDVoo/s320/251399_10150263780659081_719314080_7654565_8365136_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638654431839427986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library and Over Time is coming to town. Proud to be a Subang-ian. Subang got whatever we need.Why do we need to go out of Subang seriously? Looking for what for that. Sunway Giza are not needed anymore once Subang branch opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-6120946416334022096?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6120946416334022096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6120946416334022096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6120946416334022096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6120946416334022096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/cotton-candy.html' title='Cotton Candy'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxMZCF-DYy4/TkCGVLT4nZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Qi9S_7MDVoo/s72-c/251399_10150263780659081_719314080_7654565_8365136_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6283143324492421769</id><published>2011-08-07T15:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:39:48.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W-O-M-A-N</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0pLYcFIieA/Tj5rObsbw6I/AAAAAAAAAto/igj4BLa1n5E/s1600/223910_198200356901873_100001357309766_472309_366535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                  Libra loves beautiful things and never fail to fall for beautiful soul. Beautiful it's the best compliment a person can ever say. Beautiful is not just about the surface or the outlook but also the within. Some might not look as much but they can be really beautiful as their personality shines like a Crystal ball. No matter how stunning you look, if your personality isn't that 'shinny' you are never near beautiful. You can have as many compliment but when it comes to the word beautiful, it's really something. I've met lots of stunning looking individual but there aren't much  with stunning personalities.&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGSNL5bblfU/Tj5YKKGtrtI/AAAAAAAAAtI/yWLhBTQPXwA/s1600/large_II-DIVO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGSNL5bblfU/Tj5YKKGtrtI/AAAAAAAAAtI/yWLhBTQPXwA/s320/large_II-DIVO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638040715048890066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          Oh well besides human, music would be the next thing I'll use the word beautiful on. Il divo's  music has never fail to calms me down all the time. Their songs are rich in emotions and it touches my heart deeply.I really wants to hear them live If i ever have a chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCRkrtRi_UI/Tj5nN64e-JI/AAAAAAAAAtg/zSxxz71uW4k/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCRkrtRi_UI/Tj5nN64e-JI/AAAAAAAAAtg/zSxxz71uW4k/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638057272356567186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this three little young boy  is following IlDivo's footstep and they are the Il&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;volo. They are the new hit in America, I call them the mini Il Divo. They are a group of three and were given names such as 'The three tenors' and sometimes the 'Jonas brothers'. They are much younger than me but their voice are so much bigger. They are are currently having their Europe tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I present you the Il Volo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GL5StvsBTpg" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAHirK2iWCc/Tj5HfKas39I/AAAAAAAAAso/TnzWZagZ09k/s1600/223751_198173083571267_100001357309766_472222_1982660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638022384212303826" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAHirK2iWCc/Tj5HfKas39I/AAAAAAAAAso/TnzWZagZ09k/s320/223751_198173083571267_100001357309766_472222_1982660_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They came to Malaysia the last week and I was there to watch them sing live. It was hell packed and I was practically smelling those inconsiderate tall human's armpit. GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0pLYcFIieA/Tj5rObsbw6I/AAAAAAAAAto/igj4BLa1n5E/s1600/223910_198200356901873_100001357309766_472309_366535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0pLYcFIieA/Tj5rObsbw6I/AAAAAAAAAto/igj4BLa1n5E/s320/223910_198200356901873_100001357309766_472309_366535_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638061679210906530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the usual me, I will never leave the hall till I get to meet them personally and will always try my luck to snap pics with them. Though I was told to give up but hell, who am i man? It's Aileena Chong you're talking about. I am indecisive all the time but once I made my decision nothing is gonna change it. So, I've unleashed the talkative me and put a really friendly smile on mua face. And there I go, I was a lucky bitch, I bumped into Il volo's manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o5DQAENNXoI/Tj5HfQRTQ-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/g2awOt_V7fk/s1600/216919_198173383571237_100001357309766_472232_4160024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 239px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638022385783489506" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o5DQAENNXoI/Tj5HfQRTQ-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/g2awOt_V7fk/s320/216919_198173383571237_100001357309766_472232_4160024_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with him and caught his attention. Eventually after an hour of chatting and socializing, finally he offered to bring us to Il volo. It was really fun, Me and sharon felt super exclusive the moment we step in to the room. Il volo was actually taking photo with the media and the manager simply pull them to us. That moment was like heaven man, we are like VIPs. The feeling was even better than Bruno mars promise to catch grenade for me man. Took picture with them and Gianluca was so damn charming.His eyes and smiles. I see him resembling Carlos from Il Divo. Damn charming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yiq1t_L7td8/Tj5YKacVhQI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/YozDeaN3bkk/s1600/940960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yiq1t_L7td8/Tj5YKacVhQI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/YozDeaN3bkk/s320/940960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638040719434548482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored a little with one of them, Piero. Didn't get to take single shot with Gianluca such a bummer!Oh well Piero is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear them fans screaming and cursing. Muahahah you can't be jealous much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-HFF8Up7pA/Tj5Hfn-1aqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Dsy1ukGGX-4/s1600/270027_198173453571230_100001357309766_472234_4829972_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638022392148486818" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-HFF8Up7pA/Tj5Hfn-1aqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Dsy1ukGGX-4/s320/270027_198173453571230_100001357309766_472234_4829972_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Them Il Volo, Gianluca the left! Sharon caught him checking my Big ass out. I swear It was from her. She said he kept on looking at it. Muahaha for once my ultimate giganto is appreciated. Thank you Thank you, paiseh la....*blush blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsIPYwJN2-E/Tj5HfjxA1aI/AAAAAAAAAtA/yuxljdSdkzI/s1600/281469_198173436904565_100001357309766_472233_207162_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 222px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638022391016773026" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsIPYwJN2-E/Tj5HfjxA1aI/AAAAAAAAAtA/yuxljdSdkzI/s320/281469_198173436904565_100001357309766_472233_207162_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjd27Rio0zQ/Tj5kQXqwIFI/AAAAAAAAAtY/xPPxr-reAlo/s1600/229725_198173656904543_100001357309766_472240_5463439_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjd27Rio0zQ/Tj5kQXqwIFI/AAAAAAAAAtY/xPPxr-reAlo/s320/229725_198173656904543_100001357309766_472240_5463439_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638054015908454482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o5DQAENNXoI/Tj5HfQRTQ-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/g2awOt_V7fk/s1600/216919_198173383571237_100001357309766_472232_4160024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do it like the Hong Kie, hold a toothpick and act like a V-I-P,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dhu0sPnVN24/Tj5HfLg7gAI/AAAAAAAAAsg/CGLdmptYZkI/s1600/216919_198173383571237_100001357309766_472232_4160024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3380545574288712395-6283143324492421769?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6283143324492421769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6283143324492421769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6283143324492421769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6283143324492421769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/w-o-m-n.html' title='W-O-M-A-N'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGSNL5bblfU/Tj5YKKGtrtI/AAAAAAAAAtI/yWLhBTQPXwA/s72-c/large_II-DIVO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-834575844486498361</id><published>2011-08-07T14:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:05:31.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;For the past &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;months, i was an healthy living individual. I sleep right and eat right. I ate 3 meals a day which I really think it's not doing any good to me. I was told to eat right and sleep right, you'll eventually slim down. God knows why I gain and bloated up like a PIG. All these liars! Been isolating myself from the social life and live like a 25. Eat,sleep,work, eat,sleep. Nothing much but all about work issues. The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; month internship cut off my night life completely and for a second I thought it was really good. Well at least I'm no longer an insomniac, I do not need to stay up till 7am and wakes up at night. It was hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Internship was all right, superior treats me moderately. Theres up and downs. Mistake were done and was forgiven. Met lots of new faces and it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;Bet I'll miss them to bits once I leave.Been working with a bunch of energetic boys that never fails to put a smile on my face. They've help me lots in mastering my Mandarin. I've improve tremendously, thanks to them. I was a joke at first and they find my Mandarin really funny. But hell, they haven't meet my friends,they're much more worst than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;They are a bunch of great guys and i really find them awesome. They are so hardworking, they're all freelancer and they are still on coll but work so hard. They earns up to 3-4K's a month and I was really surprised. Think about it again, what the hell am i doing man? Hangout and party, ask money from parents. They are already working on freelance and some of them can already pay their own college fee. Sacrificing their sem break and use every bits and make the time worth it. Work from morning till night.BRAVO boys! Inspiring much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have been eating breakie alone throughout the whole internship. I've been following my the sister's bf car to work everyday. I'm 1 hour early to work everyday and due to that I need to find myself a place to settle down for an hour. I've been to all the restaurant and mamaks at my work place and I guess the 3 month had made myself one of their regular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;College starting soon and I foresee myself living like a zombie again. Outings are coming back again, it's resuming and am not adapting to it yet. When it strikes 2am I'm almost dead. I'm old already and to be honest I prefer dinners and bars instead of clubs. It's torturing and music are too loud. Guess it's time for me to retire from the clubbing scene. Not much photos were taken now adays, the picture-camwhoring-habit left me too. But will for sure upload once I found pictures of me somewhere on the net. Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-834575844486498361?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/834575844486498361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=834575844486498361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/834575844486498361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/834575844486498361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/08/revive.html' title='Revive'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7119532756678463217</id><published>2011-03-29T20:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:56:36.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevermind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               I'm born in a family that has bad bad medical history. Just few days ago, I received a news saying that my mum's brother had TB. Wondering what's TB? Oh well practically TB is a type of bacterial infection that attacks the lung. It has the same symptom as smoker's lung. My uncle is losing his appetite and getting skinnier day by day cos of TB. My grandma on my dad's side were one of the cancer carrier too and she passed away coz of that. And yea, my uncle was a heavy smoker,a really really heavy one. Though  smoking  might not be the main cause for the cancer but i believe it does contributes to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want any of this lung cancer and shits.So I've always remind myself not to smoke cos I'll never want to end up like them. I don't wanna ruin my life, I don't want to shorten my own life, I have lots to do in life. I don't wanna die like that, I don't want to suffer when I'm old. I don't see how fun or cool it is when your smoking. You're killing urself, to me smoking is like suiciding but is a long and slow one. You'll only die after yearsss. Yes, I know ur grandma or your greatgranpa or your greatgreatgreatgranpa smokes and they still live till they're 90 or even 100. But well guess what? When they were young, they sleep well and eat well. They were living in an environment with cleaner air, less radiation and less pollution. Conclusion, their life during their early age is not like ours. So, YOU WILL NEVER BE THAT LUCKY! Please be rational!..Do not use that statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Top 4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reasons to smo            &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;) I'm stress, cigarette chill me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                         Oh yea? That's bullshit. So the days before you smoke, you weren't                                                    stress?? Oh, I guess you were all stress free before this...Hmm, I see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;                                       2.&lt;/span&gt;) All my friends smoke, so peer pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                      Oh c'mon stop lying to yourself people, you people now a days like to                                                  be                                             different from othrs. You want to have your own style, personalized                                              your                                           stuff just to be different from others. But when comes to smoking,                                              you'd                                             like to be influenced and be copy cats? YEAH rite! They didn't force                                          you                                             with a gun on your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;                                      3&lt;/span&gt;.) I was a social-smoker, I had to, u know business and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                     Yea, I understand. When clients offer you cigarette, is hard to                                                              say No cause                                      they are your money provider. Better off smoking with them instead of                                              making them feel rejected. You smoke cause you have to but                                             when you're                                          not meeting up your clients? U still smoke....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;                                    4&lt;/span&gt;.) I'm addicted and i can't help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                     No one is born to be addicted to smoking. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Conclusion : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is all bullshits! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; chose to smoke. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; decided to smoke. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; let it                                         happen.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; make it an addiction. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; take it in as your daily thingy.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; make it                       a habit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; make it your addiction. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; are the one who is causing                                     yourself to be a                       smoker. DO not blame that you're stress and shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P/s :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I don't hate you smokers. Is just that I do not like the idea of blaming others. Please admit            that,you, yourself are the cause of the addiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-7119532756678463217?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7119532756678463217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7119532756678463217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7119532756678463217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7119532756678463217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/03/nevermind.html' title='Nevermind'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4077896431312915232</id><published>2011-03-27T18:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:49:22.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defination of hang out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know,&lt;br /&gt;this is my life last year.&lt;br /&gt;To be exact months ago,&lt;br /&gt;less than 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol involvement = High!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKiqFzIL1fI/TY8YIBJcXpI/AAAAAAAAArU/RqCfwBbDCqg/s1600/lko.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKiqFzIL1fI/TY8YIBJcXpI/AAAAAAAAArU/RqCfwBbDCqg/s320/lko.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588712188616138386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GhviSG294cs/TY8YIExXGDI/AAAAAAAAArM/esuAxV_tTXA/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GhviSG294cs/TY8YIExXGDI/AAAAAAAAArM/esuAxV_tTXA/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588712189588871218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_pk7KYvq6-Y/TY8YHxOZCLI/AAAAAAAAArE/UqT01IUjiag/s1600/12407_355636209881_783874881_4672373_6620012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_pk7KYvq6-Y/TY8YHxOZCLI/AAAAAAAAArE/UqT01IUjiag/s320/12407_355636209881_783874881_4672373_6620012_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588712184341924018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0hcBngRxqI/TY8YHluIUVI/AAAAAAAAAq8/d1iXypsSDns/s1600/167277_10150129813319882_783874881_7673805_7316901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0hcBngRxqI/TY8YHluIUVI/AAAAAAAAAq8/d1iXypsSDns/s320/167277_10150129813319882_783874881_7673805_7316901_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588712181253820754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dR6i3-OXMw/TY8YHm_JzqI/AAAAAAAAAq0/-zi14E0Q5gw/s1600/73323_482794829881_783874881_6759546_990781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dR6i3-OXMw/TY8YHm_JzqI/AAAAAAAAAq0/-zi14E0Q5gw/s320/73323_482794829881_783874881_6759546_990781_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588712181593656994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life now,&lt;br /&gt;currently&lt;br /&gt;this is what i name them hang outs.&lt;br /&gt;Only food and food.&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol involvement = Very very low, close to 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqiXsiDE1kM/TY8hPIRBPpI/AAAAAAAAArs/Wjew7_WGSi4/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqiXsiDE1kM/TY8hPIRBPpI/AAAAAAAAArs/Wjew7_WGSi4/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722206390697618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdYUBq9JKa0/TY8hO5Hy1iI/AAAAAAAAArk/F_D-Ncg2X5M/s1600/110201-225855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdYUBq9JKa0/TY8hO5Hy1iI/AAAAAAAAArk/F_D-Ncg2X5M/s320/110201-225855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722202325472802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7WZPlnGNUFs/TY8hOh99BHI/AAAAAAAAArc/S4BDfZdinNA/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7WZPlnGNUFs/TY8hOh99BHI/AAAAAAAAArc/S4BDfZdinNA/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722196110181490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-4077896431312915232?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4077896431312915232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4077896431312915232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4077896431312915232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4077896431312915232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/03/defination-of-hang-out.html' title='Defination of hang out.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKiqFzIL1fI/TY8YIBJcXpI/AAAAAAAAArU/RqCfwBbDCqg/s72-c/lko.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3840569607777847860</id><published>2011-03-21T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T17:29:05.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A friend of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLF9Ojc_cYY/TYcSrlwPNlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/bl7ZNCHwTyk/s1600/DSC08265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLF9Ojc_cYY/TYcSrlwPNlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/bl7ZNCHwTyk/s320/DSC08265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586454402854499922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Im here again at Taipei taipei, sitting all alone facing the laptop while theres tons of stuff going on in my mind.I know I have lots to do but is just that I don't know what it is. I'm clueless..The kind of feeling comes back to me again. I have no idea how. Hmm guess I'll have to take a long rest as in a long long rest.maybe 20 hour of sleep is good enough :). Here is good when theres no one at all.Its peaceful enough for me to have some alone time :)..Bye peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-THE END-&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/3380545574288712395-3840569607777847860?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3840569607777847860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3840569607777847860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3840569607777847860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3840569607777847860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/03/friend-of-mine.html' title='A friend of mine'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLF9Ojc_cYY/TYcSrlwPNlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/bl7ZNCHwTyk/s72-c/DSC08265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6772546125661366305</id><published>2011-03-14T01:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:52:52.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm busy..I meant it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xXDAcIGBspg/TX0HphUEqqI/AAAAAAAAAqU/SM-Ragg1vtc/s1600/61170_466007644881_783874881_6440970_460619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xXDAcIGBspg/TX0HphUEqqI/AAAAAAAAAqU/SM-Ragg1vtc/s320/61170_466007644881_783874881_6440970_460619_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583627522907876002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n37E1wySkkU/TX0FZFI5HvI/AAAAAAAAAqM/XGnYj7bjhT4/s1600/190420103635.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 Assignment due one after another. Every week theres assignment due or test happening..yes it is THAT hectic and i guess this kinda routine will not end till my sem break.Pathetic college life.Anyway I've been hanging out alot in Subang avenue,especially at the shop TaipeiTaipei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rVblsN8JUI/TX0HqCFqs1I/AAAAAAAAAqc/7CJ3E3moKFs/s1600/171075_186124834750383_175336452495888_588881_1376975_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rVblsN8JUI/TX0HqCFqs1I/AAAAAAAAAqc/7CJ3E3moKFs/s320/171075_186124834750383_175336452495888_588881_1376975_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583627531705824082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Doing my assignment over there and am accompanied by bunch of so call the handsome waiters. Having them accompanied isn't really that bad after all, well at least there's laughter sometime is just distractions.Blahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               For the past few week, I sleeps only an hour or two everyday and that got me into the MR. Flu and Cough's 'love trap'. I've fall a sick since past few days already and am currently still coughing and sneezing like no body business. Viruses have been spread around to my classmates. Am guilty..Sorry people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, besides rushing off assignment and study their ass of for test.People around me are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having their relationship dilemmas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19AxT_zQwIA/TX0HqAx25rI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UtHu44B8owM/s1600/dilemma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19AxT_zQwIA/TX0HqAx25rI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UtHu44B8owM/s320/dilemma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583627531354302130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt;break-up or not break up kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; 2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who should i choose, ORANGE or APPLE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;having a Bitch in the relationship and shits,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;4.)&lt;/span&gt; Should i accept him or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;5.)&lt;/span&gt; Am i pregnant? and whos the daddy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;6.)&lt;/span&gt;  and those less depressing ones =&lt;br /&gt;the one they like do not like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, am enduring the no.6 too. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Oh well, as usual, when theres assignments and test I'll always stay out and overnight at Subang avenue. So it's been a week since im home. Got home and practically lay dead on the bed feel super weak for the past two day. Only got off from the bed today and now that only i realize there's 'SOMETHING' happening in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Thing as in argument or disagreement and stuff not those super natural thing ok??..I'm just so blur. I know nuts about anything. Everyone in the family look so stress up and sort of not talking to each other. I feel so left out. People u know what i mean?? Is like you're not home for a week and u came back and everything seems so diff but u doesn't know whats happening. C'mon this is my family and i don't know what is happening..This is shit man! Can anyone just tell me what is happening? I know i can't help but at least let me know..HARLOO!! I'm not invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only thing i can do now is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;DO-MY-OWN-THING-AND-STFU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am just gonna continue with those every week-got-assignment or test-due-life. Oh, went to Port Dickson last week to shoot our Music Video.Hopefully it turn out right..&lt;br /&gt;Tons of assignment pending.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck AILEENA C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diary of an ordinary girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End. [for now]-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-6772546125661366305?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6772546125661366305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6772546125661366305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6772546125661366305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6772546125661366305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-busyi-meant-it.html' title='I&apos;m busy..I meant it!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xXDAcIGBspg/TX0HphUEqqI/AAAAAAAAAqU/SM-Ragg1vtc/s72-c/61170_466007644881_783874881_6440970_460619_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1291121037489191416</id><published>2011-02-24T06:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T06:41:20.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how much i love myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm not a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGzt0bSzmlc/TWWMBaOYKSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TP4ImS4XuN0/s1600/172036_10150100942704635_554579634_6477323_2417217_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGzt0bSzmlc/TWWMBaOYKSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TP4ImS4XuN0/s320/172036_10150100942704635_554579634_6477323_2417217_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577017669415610658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not YET a Women,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jg-foRSxkTA/TWWMBKAy9LI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ZMUbWHH4FFc/s1600/176320_10150100935339635_554579634_6477231_1994672_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jg-foRSxkTA/TWWMBKAy9LI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ZMUbWHH4FFc/s320/176320_10150100935339635_554579634_6477231_1994672_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577017665063679154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;But, I'm already a Ghost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUm7k-oi0Us/TWWMA--LNKI/AAAAAAAAAp0/4_8uWt3ZSm4/s1600/175176_10150100957729635_554579634_6477377_7292605_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUm7k-oi0Us/TWWMA--LNKI/AAAAAAAAAp0/4_8uWt3ZSm4/s320/175176_10150100957729635_554579634_6477377_7292605_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577017662099895458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The end-&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/3380545574288712395-1291121037489191416?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1291121037489191416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1291121037489191416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1291121037489191416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1291121037489191416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-how-much-i-love-myself.html' title='This is how much i love myself'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGzt0bSzmlc/TWWMBaOYKSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TP4ImS4XuN0/s72-c/172036_10150100942704635_554579634_6477323_2417217_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2729913494541471792</id><published>2011-02-15T20:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:55:32.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentino where are u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Spent my valentine night with caryn. First we went over to Taipei for dinner then move to cass's crib. Those single ladies last minute ffk-ed hate them max!..But it's okay they missed out all those fun. It was me, cass,heidy, jing yi, vincent and caryn at cass's crib lighting up the Chinese wishing lantern. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WwuZp8jvl4/TVp0SQMA2MI/AAAAAAAAAps/JSz3CJiXZOs/s1600/195fa0ecc9450dfdb21cb12a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WwuZp8jvl4/TVp0SQMA2MI/AAAAAAAAAps/JSz3CJiXZOs/s320/195fa0ecc9450dfdb21cb12a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573895345756231874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and caryn shares a lantern and we write tons of wishes..Haha we are super greedy, yea greed is no good i know and maybe thats y our lantern didn't manage to flew up up the sky instead it stuck on some tall tree but of coz nothing was burned..The lantern is still there. Is still in good shape maybe thats a good sign who knows right..Everything happens with a reason right..I HOPE! Everyone's latern flew up as normal but not ours :(. But at least we know wheres our lantern right?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well we went back to Taipei Taipei again for some drink. We got a jug of cocktail and a bottle of red wine. :D I just love them in Taipei Taipei. They are all cool people and good looking people ;9. Love the place. Chub was there too. So basically I did spend my valentine together with him :). Photos of valentine would be up soon after i get them. Now is time for my assignment and test. Damn it! Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-2729913494541471792?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2729913494541471792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2729913494541471792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2729913494541471792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2729913494541471792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentino-where-are-u.html' title='Valentino where are u?'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WwuZp8jvl4/TVp0SQMA2MI/AAAAAAAAAps/JSz3CJiXZOs/s72-c/195fa0ecc9450dfdb21cb12a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-9082326800433602172</id><published>2011-02-14T04:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T04:57:53.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshmallow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UslQicSOgjU/TVhFx_x86-I/AAAAAAAAApk/BcJGCg2e9L8/s1600/181817_10150090738564635_554579634_6358562_796872_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UslQicSOgjU/TVhFx_x86-I/AAAAAAAAApk/BcJGCg2e9L8/s320/181817_10150090738564635_554579634_6358562_796872_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573281264107842530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DFIbRzeOhl8/TVhFg0pTdtI/AAAAAAAAApc/g65nOYAbhlw/s1600/179223_10150090728534635_554579634_6358428_737176_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlQq_2Tc2_k/TVhEEokZkKI/AAAAAAAAApM/nahLm0G5QAE/s1600/169071_10150089786624635_554579634_6344071_3374536_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;              Things will be better once I let him go. All i need is time and him not coming back to me. I really wanna get things right. Well is a new year and I wanna patch things up. Is okay that I do not have him for valentine coz i have sook wai with me this year. That is even better. This year valentine I'll have more than one lover. I'm spending it with all the single ladies around me. It would be a memorable valentine :) Happy valentine day peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&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/3380545574288712395-9082326800433602172?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/9082326800433602172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=9082326800433602172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/9082326800433602172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/9082326800433602172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/02/marshmallow.html' title='Marshmallow'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UslQicSOgjU/TVhFx_x86-I/AAAAAAAAApk/BcJGCg2e9L8/s72-c/181817_10150090738564635_554579634_6358562_796872_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7163189193540674972</id><published>2011-02-14T04:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T04:54:56.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlighted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011, is just another messed up year. Everything seems so pathetic. I've been skipping lots of class and yet is not getting any better. I feel like a drop out. I felt so weak, I couldn't concentrate in class. I tried sleeping early but that just doesn't work at all. There is always the something that keeps me awake. As much as i want to ignore it, I can't. Calls from u is all I'm hoping for every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C, why are u always like that?..Treating me so good and giving me hope then all in a sudden poof your gone again. Ignoring and avoiding me again. You're doing this again and again and again. I'm so sick of all this but yet i still couldn't erase u out of my life. WHY? why must u do all this to me. Past few days you've been calling me late in the morning telling me how much u needed me to be there with u, spending time with u and now? You're avoiding me. I just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MaGqp8WgMog/TVhE-VZYphI/AAAAAAAAApU/EisV75JfDOY/s1600/sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MaGqp8WgMog/TVhE-VZYphI/AAAAAAAAApU/EisV75JfDOY/s320/sepia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573280376557184530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U told my friend that u know i like u very much but things just cant be force. Saying all this hoping i would give up on you but why do u call me to tell me u need my presence?..Why did u hug me the other day? Why did u hug me so tight and keep asking me not to go?..Why do u want me to be there with u?.. U know,when u ask me not to go and stay with u, my heart melt instantly. I don't wanna go, I wanna be with u, but i just cant. U treated me so well the other night. You make me feel as though u really needed me and you're so comfortable with me, hugging me in bed. My heart was pounding super fast, u know it and u felt it. My breath was so heavy that even u knew it. U realize it and u smile. U played with my hair, touching my face and putting me to your chest all these little things meant lots to me. But why did all these moments only last for few days. Why do u have to always bring me up and then push me all the way down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           You ignoring me make me doubt myself. What have i done?Friends around me kept persuading me to let you go, your not worth it but i know what im doing. Please tell me what are u thinking. I'll take whatever it is. It's been a year already and things are just getting either better or worst.So let me face it. Dont ignore me. I rather you scream and yell at me just dont ignore me pleaseeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chub.&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/3380545574288712395-7163189193540674972?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7163189193540674972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7163189193540674972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7163189193540674972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7163189193540674972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/02/unlighted.html' title='Unlighted.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MaGqp8WgMog/TVhE-VZYphI/AAAAAAAAApU/EisV75JfDOY/s72-c/sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7845648879776767167</id><published>2011-01-19T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T04:44:15.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gags</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: left;"&gt;Miss World Questions&lt;/h3&gt;  Question: Ms America, how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms America: Well, I can say that male organs in America are like  gentlemen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: How can you say so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms America: Because it stands every time it sees a  woman.................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  (Applause! Applause!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: Ms Spain, how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Spain: Male organs in our country are like our very own  Bullfight or  Toro (Bull)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: How can you say so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Spain: Because it charges every time it sees an opening......... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt; (Applause! Applause!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: Ms Philippines, how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Philippines: Well, I can say that male organs in our country are  like  gossip or rumors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: How can you say so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Philippines: Because it passes from mouth to mouth.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  (Applause! Applause! Standing Ovation! Applause! Applause!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt; Question: Ms Iran, how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Iran: Well, I can say that male organs in Iran are like night cats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;   Question: How can you say so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Iran: Because they like to enter through the back door.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  (Applause! Applause! Laughter! Laughter! Applause! Applause!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: Ms India, how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;   Ms India: Well, I can say the male organs in India are like  laborers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: How can you say so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms India: Because it works day and night.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  (Applause! Applause! Applause!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: Ms Malaysia, how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Malaysia: Well, I can say that Male Organs in Malaysia are like  Proton car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: How can you say so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Malaysia: Look tough but actually very soft...............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  (Applause! Applause! Laughter! Laughter! Applause! )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: Ms Singapore,how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;   Ms Singapore: Well, I can say that male organ in Singapore is very  Kiasu  (Afraid to lose).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Question: How can you say so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Ms Singapore: It always wants to rush in quick and leave 15 minutes  before  the show is over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  (Applause! Applause!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-7845648879776767167?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7845648879776767167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7845648879776767167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7845648879776767167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7845648879776767167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/01/gags.html' title='Gags'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4776482643977090970</id><published>2011-01-03T04:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T04:39:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Letting all out and leaving it all behind was my initial plan. I've spend one whole year trying to get ur attention and get to know u better. Well I did. And I told myself, 1 year is long enough for u to actually get to know him and see if things could work out or not. Apparently, I do not see any interest of u towards me since months ago but i still insisting to stay. Yeah and finally i've decided to let u go so i could have a new staart this year. So i've confessed to u and leave nothing in regret. i really do want to let u go and have a new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But today,the moment i woke up, all i thought of was u. It was so weird. Seriously. All the memories I had with u just comes back to me. Moments i was so crazy of u, a glance of yours makes my heartbeat goes wild and i can barely stand. It was so dramatic.Moments when theres ups and down. Looking at u teared, smiled, laughed and how u like to fool me just cherish my year. I would go around telling all my friends what I've done with u and what you've said to me what u've done to me. Every little thing u have done to me i remember so well. Though i do not react much and always ignore ur jokes but the fact is im always smiling and laughing in the inside.I may look as if i do not care about u and i treated u so cold but the fact that u don't know is Im actually am very excited. Theres so much u dont know and i dont want u to know. Hopefully u will not know how crazy was I about u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            Well all in all I know, eventually one day we will have to talk about this to sort things out but please not now. I dont want it to happen so soon. Am not ready yet. I was so scare u would call again till i put my phone on silent everyday since the day i've confessed to u. I know u might not be even thinking of me now but somehow a little bit of me hope u actually do take in what i've said and not treat it just as another confession u received. I hope u appreciate my confession and not just treat it like another collection of confession u had. Not as easy as how u would like those other girls confession u told me before. Hopefully I've made myself somewhere in ur life. Perhaps a great friend maybe?  Chub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-4776482643977090970?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4776482643977090970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4776482643977090970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4776482643977090970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4776482643977090970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2011/01/u-again.html' title='U again'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5483179122301008848</id><published>2010-12-25T06:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T06:55:23.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Merry X'mas everybody!&lt;/span&gt; Spent my Christmas eve night over at Ethan's crib. Lots of laughter over there with funny peeps. Well and a little update on my new hairstyle. It's not exactly new since i've got it a few weeks back already. But yeah camwhored only today and now here i present my new hair cut. It's so much more shorter this time :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjT6FDIeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/GulpedtL1ag/s1600/Picture%2B101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjT6FDIeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/GulpedtL1ag/s320/Picture%2B101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554384540346294754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjUH-QgNI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wZ4QU7k9Wyo/s1600/Picture%2B115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjUH-QgNI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wZ4QU7k9Wyo/s320/Picture%2B115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554384544075907282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjT9BnX4I/AAAAAAAAAow/Mn01JOUDoBA/s1600/Picture%2B107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjT9BnX4I/AAAAAAAAAow/Mn01JOUDoBA/s320/Picture%2B107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554384541137198978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow I like it with the hairband. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjUaVA6QI/AAAAAAAAApA/iFqAXg8dfPk/s1600/Picture%2B098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjUaVA6QI/AAAAAAAAApA/iFqAXg8dfPk/s320/Picture%2B098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554384549003192578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yah, add me up on twitter : MeAileena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjT6FDIeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/GulpedtL1ag/s1600/Picture%2B101.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-5483179122301008848?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5483179122301008848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5483179122301008848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5483179122301008848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5483179122301008848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TRUjT6FDIeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/GulpedtL1ag/s72-c/Picture%2B101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4838375341692837543</id><published>2010-12-01T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T17:46:00.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;     The other day, I was doing some research on how humor could brings benefit to oneself. Then it so&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;ow lead me to this particular website that has million of jokes. Super funny jokes of coz hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Here is one of them :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chinese Names - Annie Wan (Anyone) &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Caller : Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan?(anyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Operator :Yes, you can speak to me.     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caller:No, I want to speak to Annie Wan!    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Operator:You are talking to someone! Who is this?      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caller:I'm Sam Wan (someone)  And I need to talk to Annie Wan!  It's urgent.     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Operator:I know you are someone and you want to talk to anyone! But what's this urgent matter about?     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caller:Well... just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother Noel Wan (   no one)  was involved in an accident.  Noel Wan got injured and now  Noel Wan is being  sent to the hospital. Right now, Avery Wan is on his  way to the hospital.     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Operator:Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital,  then the accident isn't an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious  but I don't   have time for this!     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caller:You are so rude! Who are you?     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Operator:I'm Saw Lee.   (sorry)     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caller: Yes! You should be sorry. Now give me your name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;After so &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;many post I've posted about Chub, now is time for me to insert some interesting yet funny post. I already do not have much readers, maybe 3 to 4 a month, I don't want to bored them to death.HAHA next post I promise would be another super funny joke :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-THE END for now-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-4838375341692837543?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4838375341692837543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4838375341692837543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4838375341692837543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4838375341692837543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/12/lalala.html' title='LALALA'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-5033112255657358713</id><published>2010-11-30T04:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T04:54:06.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update of the tale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a call from CHUB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around evening, he wanted a hangout and drinking session with me. But I couldn't make it cause I had something on..Yeah so msg-ed him and arrange the meet up during the night then. When the moment I heard him saying he is drinkng with his friend, I've decided not to go and meet him.You know the kind of feeling when everyone is like speaking in alien language and u felt super left out. The kena-abondan-kinda feeling suck.&lt;br /&gt;So, to be a little selfish I msg-ed him and wanted to call off the meet up.&lt;br /&gt;But he insisted.Awww~~So u know he insisted so how can i say no right? haha&lt;br /&gt;I went and meet him around 9 and he came with his friend.&lt;br /&gt;He said he was so hungry and he kept on complain how late I was.&lt;br /&gt;So as usual i bomb him back and said if he is so hungry he can just go and eat with his friend then.&lt;br /&gt;Actually the fact is, he ended up in CC instead of his room sleeping was because of me :).&lt;br /&gt;He was waiting for me to come how sweet can that be :).&lt;br /&gt;He didn't sleep for days and yet he sacrificed his sleeping time to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;Yea so after dinner, we went back to his room.&lt;br /&gt;His room is so comfortable, no wonder he sleeps like 15 hours a day. Is so cold and his pillow damn soft. I was lying on his bed and his blanket smells like him :). He was next  to me :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay people nothing happened and we are NOT alone. His friend is there too playing tetris.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well we got some beer and play card games. I was the Loser as always. I hate card games!So I drink a little and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, tonight, he was so quiet and not as active as usual. Maybe because he was so tired, but i like the way he treat me today. He speaks so gently. I couldn't stop thinking of him right now. I know, I've promised that I would let him go. But how can I do that?..When he kept coming and 'ter-seduce' me. I can't stop thinking of u now Chub.&lt;br /&gt;You're amazing tonight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-5033112255657358713?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/5033112255657358713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=5033112255657358713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5033112255657358713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/5033112255657358713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-update-of-tale.html' title='A little update of the tale.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8835202036574078760</id><published>2010-11-30T03:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T04:38:22.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about NERDS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sedang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ber&lt;/span&gt;-blogging I think i  should too. Yeah symptom of M-syndrome. Let me start by  introducing a newly-discovered-syndrome which is the M-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;syndorme&lt;/span&gt;. Well if  you are annoying and likes to fit in then u can officially pronounce as  one of the M-syndrome patient. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Theres&lt;/span&gt; no cure for this so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQEzwxUhOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/l61Yn8pKbNg/s1600/letter_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQEzwxUhOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/l61Yn8pKbNg/s320/letter_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545062328511530210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...Finals,test, assignments are F-I-N-A-L-L-Y over and I'm done for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;.Well highlight for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAlebUV-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/gGWA12FD66E/s1600/58341_437230019080_719314080_4979339_1087933_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAlebUV-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/gGWA12FD66E/s320/58341_437230019080_719314080_4979339_1087933_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545057685022726114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the two birthday girl&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAnN7xtbI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zFMQDeMmPnY/s1600/47434_437008014080_719314080_4975508_1084720_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAnN7xtbI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zFMQDeMmPnY/s320/47434_437008014080_719314080_4975508_1084720_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545057714955204018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beginning of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; was all so free and happy. No stress,no homework, no assignments and no test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; I had Presentation skill class/ Public speaking class. Is A-W-E-S-O-M-E as hell. Sp far that's the best subject i ever had. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt; talking is so my thing okay! My classmates loves me so much and they have always wanted me as the Moms.So they decided to vote for me as the most DRAMATIC-MOM. Yeah, I never knew that I have a mummy thingy in me. But after all i thank my parent, my husband and my kid and of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; my classmate for the support.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;blabla&lt;/span&gt; the-never-ending-thank Q speech goes on and on and on~~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here to present our Winners of Miss C &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;grammy&lt;/span&gt; award 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAnOILmGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/C-o6dK_lL4E/s1600/46139_10150269355720433_731120432_14464939_3586210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAnOILmGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/C-o6dK_lL4E/s320/46139_10150269355720433_731120432_14464939_3586210_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545057715007232098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah we are friendly and not arrogant like any other Oscar winners. We take picture with Indian supporter too.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the public speaking class, this loner over here that do not have much friend in college had NEW bunch of friends.:) And and and we went Karaoke together &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fuhh&lt;/span&gt;~~~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Banyak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kawan&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nya&lt;/span&gt;..Jealous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAl9QE-SI/AAAAAAAAAm8/W-ECjNdmqgc/s1600/44722_459175446421_529951421_6733436_2467229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAl9QE-SI/AAAAAAAAAm8/W-ECjNdmqgc/s320/44722_459175446421_529951421_6733436_2467229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545057693297080610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; lets skip a little further. Straight to October :) So as u all know October is the month of Halloween and beer fest.So we did celebrate Halloween this year. But seriously, that-is-a-memory-that-I-would-remember-for-life kinda thing.We were required to dress up for class. Cant u imagine it?!!&lt;br /&gt;No right? Yeah, till now I was actually doubting why did I even did that to myself!.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt;, The attention that i had was astonishing.I can confidently say that I could actually steal the attention of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;chiqs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;whos&lt;/span&gt; on a super low cut deep V sleeveless..&lt;br /&gt;The moment i step out of the car I already have fans starring at me and shouting for me and said May I have a photo with u. I swear I felt like a superstar that day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;There are&lt;/span&gt; people who stalk me around. Oh god..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Glamorousnya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Sampai&lt;/span&gt; magazine pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mau&lt;/span&gt; interview :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQBqwQizwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/-tzHUVVtIbs/s1600/discover_magazine_1dbjbtlhx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQBqwQizwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/-tzHUVVtIbs/s320/discover_magazine_1dbjbtlhx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545058875220348674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry I've forgotten my cap. I was a Mario&lt;br /&gt;and the pic below was with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQBrPV8OdI/AAAAAAAAAnk/JYFWd-ODQeU/s1600/73763_487458661421_529951421_7317781_6857873_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQBrPV8OdI/AAAAAAAAAnk/JYFWd-ODQeU/s320/73763_487458661421_529951421_7317781_6857873_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545058883564485074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST-FORWARD straight jump to the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've once heard about a quote that says : If you're a November baby, it means your parent for sure had a great valentine night. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; you get it people?? So yeah Am sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;JEREMY's&lt;/span&gt; parent got themselves a gift after their '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;siok&lt;/span&gt;' valentine month. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;jeremy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; , went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;picadily&lt;/span&gt; and and and it was a surprise. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Camwhored&lt;/span&gt; without him.&lt;br /&gt;But with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; so consider okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQDht129fI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Ldlfwk0CTA4/s1600/149904_493514736421_529951421_7431083_1265472_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQDht129fI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Ldlfwk0CTA4/s320/149904_493514736421_529951421_7431083_1265472_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545060918975985138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so happy moments &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;sudah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;habiS&lt;/span&gt;! Stress moment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;menjelang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;lepas&lt;/span&gt; all the happy moments. I seriously think College is preparing us to the working life cycle. Every beginning of the month, employees are always happy and shop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; salary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;baru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;keluar&lt;/span&gt; tapi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;lepas&lt;/span&gt; spending happy happy all, by end of the month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;semua&lt;/span&gt; stress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;duit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;sudah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;mau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;. Same goes to college, Happy at the beginning of d &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;..Suffer like hell towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAn0PwhKI/AAAAAAAAAnU/fq1vH4LZH6c/s1600/76436_491684211421_529951421_7399841_6678440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAn0PwhKI/AAAAAAAAAnU/fq1vH4LZH6c/s320/76436_491684211421_529951421_7399841_6678440_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545057725239559330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The both of us were like spending most of the time together during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Uber&lt;/span&gt; stress period. I meet her like almost every single day. We would spend 5-10 hours everyday at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Starbuck&lt;/span&gt; battling with assignments, test and finals. Stress like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;gila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;babi&lt;/span&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQDxiR0w_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/7pIQe6P73wQ/s1600/76718_464169859623_563894623_5671060_6038183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQDxiR0w_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/7pIQe6P73wQ/s320/76718_464169859623_563894623_5671060_6038183_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545061190749963250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another super tall giant i met, he is around 190 i guess or more than that. Anyway this is a candid picture of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;constipated&lt;/span&gt;/ stress looking expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;S.avenue might not be my usual hang out spot anymore. Caryn is shifting.&lt;br /&gt;Chub shifted.&lt;br /&gt;No one there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQDht129fI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Ldlfwk0CTA4/s1600/149904_493514736421_529951421_7431083_1265472_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQBrsxOjoI/AAAAAAAAAns/zm2CN5E75js/s1600/Picture%2B111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQBrsxOjoI/AAAAAAAAAns/zm2CN5E75js/s320/Picture%2B111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545058891463560834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep over memories at Caryn's :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQBqwQizwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/-tzHUVVtIbs/s1600/discover_magazine_1dbjbtlhx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAn0PwhKI/AAAAAAAAAnU/fq1vH4LZH6c/s1600/76436_491684211421_529951421_7399841_6678440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAnN7xtbI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zFMQDeMmPnY/s1600/47434_437008014080_719314080_4975508_1084720_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAnOILmGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/C-o6dK_lL4E/s1600/46139_10150269355720433_731120432_14464939_3586210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAl9QE-SI/AAAAAAAAAm8/W-ECjNdmqgc/s1600/44722_459175446421_529951421_6733436_2467229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQAlebUV-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/gGWA12FD66E/s1600/58341_437230019080_719314080_4979339_1087933_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-8835202036574078760?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8835202036574078760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8835202036574078760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8835202036574078760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8835202036574078760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-about-nerds.html' title='All about NERDS.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TPQEzwxUhOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/l61Yn8pKbNg/s72-c/letter_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-9058682546682774783</id><published>2010-10-23T15:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T16:46:38.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The superwoman returns......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leong SOOK WAI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531139691242264594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKOPnOPGBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/8JUjQ_-hid0/s320/36072_482795019881_783874881_6759554_5541095_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she came back after SoooooOO damn long. 2 freaking YEARS..can u imagine that?..Her return was a BIG surprise. IT was F***ing suprising!..I were like chatting with her on msn as usual asking how is she over there in aussie and stuff all.Gossip a little and me complaining to her how lonely am I over here wishing that shes here to hangout with me while the two ladies went MIA-ing.Telling her how much I missed her all. Everything was damn normal and out of a sudden i heard someone calling me outside shouting Aileena Aileena!!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out and check out who the hell is that and It was HER..Fuck her I was so freaked out till I ran back in to my house and look at my laptop and look at her standing outside..I was SHOCKED! I even bink my eye like damn lot of them i thought I was having some illusion thingy going on and Im out my mind! Damn!..Suddenly appear in front of me like that heart attack wei. She made me curse non stop in front of her mum and my family and i freaking teared!..LSW!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531139697058388322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKOP846GWI/AAAAAAAAAj0/rb4kxzBaDWA/s320/66920_482777714881_783874881_6759161_5998825_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finallly reunite after 2 years. Was at Redbox!. Shouting our lungs out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we brought her to M.O.S with a big bunch of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Drink.Down.Dance People!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531151302555234818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKYzeu-cgI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3YK0Uv543L0/s320/40885_482780149881_783874881_6759242_2757160_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pre- drinking at Cass's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;READY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GET&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SET&lt;/span&gt;. GO&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531140328958847090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKO0u5t6HI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lBHyMKuo254/s320/69176_482780449881_783874881_6759257_1138007_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan the driver!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531139706349345090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKOQfgC2UI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Lcx1O73eQ0o/s320/68865_482780854881_783874881_6759270_3521193_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With Sim, King, Yung and Cassie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531148582588461490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKWVKEXMbI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Spk0G49q2O8/s320/69322_482780884881_783874881_6759271_4375681_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531151304779446610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKYznBROVI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Wqeoi1FqKAI/s320/68880_482780919881_783874881_6759273_985618_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The high school peep. Andrea WUuuuu, Hua kit ,Wyman. and many more but they were too anti-social to layan the camera.*some were out at the dance floor*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531140798608543986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKPQEe7kPI/AAAAAAAAAlE/etgQCbyvaJo/s320/33658_482780694881_783874881_6759265_4110975_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts drinking people. DRINK DRINK DRINK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531156275107848898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKdU6754sI/AAAAAAAAAms/v7nsgiLj7sA/s320/33647_482794929881_783874881_6759549_3866774_n.jpg" /&gt;The two Aussie people. Perth and Gold coast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531156269099248898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKdUkjV7QI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rjSIMF5iaPM/s320/73323_482794829881_783874881_6759546_990781_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CAssie went Tipsy hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531156262388774114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKdULjcNOI/AAAAAAAAAmU/HXMJEHBrneU/s320/73113_482781074881_783874881_6759277_660137_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kwan yee and Mr.Ethan Curzon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531156267544690450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKdUewtPxI/AAAAAAAAAmc/yLtXJrRzUuE/s320/71874_482786229881_783874881_6759417_5394752_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And there she rock out the dance floor with Lok lok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531139697401635202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKOP-KvoYI/AAAAAAAAAj8/0au_glApXd8/s320/37128_482780719881_783874881_6759266_8128544_n.jpg" /&gt;Mr.King.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531140322697406002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKO0Xk35jI/AAAAAAAAAkU/RX3thQbtQcM/s320/33584_482794904881_783874881_6759548_3740574_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After a while of dancing and drinking, I'm still fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531140341918818402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKO1fLnYGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/wuPJS7LYZiY/s320/73471_482794864881_783874881_6759547_2767553_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a little more drinking, I went a little you know violent.I was a bout to slap Kwan yee :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531140334140678226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKO1CNKYFI/AAAAAAAAAks/oLuY8nO345A/s320/73687_482780414881_783874881_6759255_4526953_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531140794756330418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKPP2Ifc7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/xv5XU7_gw10/s320/69138_482780429881_783874881_6759256_4535158_n.jpg" /&gt; We LOVE you Sook Wai!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531156257355048050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKdT4zTpHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/AED35o1XzuQ/s320/67476_482780364881_783874881_6759253_6904098_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3380545574288712395-9058682546682774783?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/9058682546682774783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=9058682546682774783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/9058682546682774783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/9058682546682774783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/10/leong-sook-wai.html' title='The superwoman returns......'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TMKOPnOPGBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/8JUjQ_-hid0/s72-c/36072_482795019881_783874881_6759554_5541095_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-277466002040133204</id><published>2010-09-26T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T18:44:52.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        Went AvenueK,Quattro yesterday with bonnie and her bunch of friends. Yday's night out was an achievement for me as I finally persuaded myself to go out with bunch of strangers.I practically know no one there besides Bonnie and chin peng.2 out of almost 20 people. *claps* for myself being kinda outgoing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   It was kinda bored at first cause I was sort of being neglected at the corner but later alcohol came in to the chapter. When alcohol comes in theres nothing awkward about already.Dancing around, knocking cups, shouting,jumping and having lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I was there with the crazy bunch of people. They drink, they shout,they jump, they dance,they hug and they even FRENCH KISS each other. As in GIRLS and GUYS french kiss and they are just FRIENDS. What an experience hanging out with bunch of people who just kiss each other without feeling awkward and keep doing it. WOW..My eye practically POP-ed out. I was pretending to be drunk at that moment so that i could avoid being kiss. Phew~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Anyway I have no photos to post as everyone was to busy enjoying no time to camwhore. So yeah..They are full of energy that I couldn't even cope with them, I was super tired.That place was hype but make sure you go there with your own friends as I realize down the dance floor kinda lots of lala and uncles so never think of going there get grins by good lookings cause I dont think there is any. The music they played are so much better than M.O.S cause most of it are R &amp;amp; Bs but I still think Social's music is still better. Social is a worth going pub at Changkat plus the Dj is an andmoh lang not bad looking ;).&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/3380545574288712395-277466002040133204?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/277466002040133204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=277466002040133204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/277466002040133204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/277466002040133204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/09/teenage-life.html' title='Teenage life'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3585258213776100782</id><published>2010-09-19T03:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:53:15.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       My disease is back to me again..I can't stop thinking..Everything seems so strange to me. I;m getting more demanding and hoping for more. This isn't right I think I'm getting greedy already I wan't more and more which is no good. Is time for me to fix things up and make sure it don't goes out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've weighted myself just now and I'm only 5 kg lighter. that mean I've failed my 1 month mission. I was suppose to lose 10kg in a month but i didn't. Somehow i still looks the same and no diff in my body size.Now my mission isn't only 10kg in a month but is to b slim!..Which is like from now another 10kg to be off..altogether 15 kg to go for me being skinny :).Once i'm skinny, I would wan to cut boy hairstyle then i shave bald. I'll make sure the day will come before I reach 23.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-3585258213776100782?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3585258213776100782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3585258213776100782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3585258213776100782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3585258213776100782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/09/throw-it-out.html' title='Throw it out!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4751155001802294647</id><published>2010-09-16T05:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T05:36:59.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For u.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how hard i work  for it I know nothing is gonna work out..Is almost impossible. So I'm not hoping for anything *I hope not*. I'm falling for u even more day by day. I can't stop stalking your profile and it had been my daily basis already. Get me out of this. I know i can't. But come to think about it no wrong doing this coz you will never know. A post for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBQ9dm7zaQU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBQ9dm7zaQU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-4751155001802294647?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4751155001802294647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4751155001802294647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4751155001802294647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4751155001802294647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-u.html' title='For u.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3956589290693994284</id><published>2010-09-10T04:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T04:45:46.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;             I'm a control freak and I know it. I like to think alot and make sure I do not go out of control. I've always make assumptions for everything and make sure I know what to do when things comes to me. But assumptions aren't always right for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              I admit I've put hopes on you and making assumptions about it. I thought I was right until these few days. My assumptions towards it were all wrong, I'm too much of myself. I don't like making assumptions but is just in me somehow. I wana quit the mind game.I've been having it for years but I just failed all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to CHANGE the habit I have! Not everything comes like what I wanted it to be. I cant have everything my way so stop making assumptions and live my life! Wish me luck to whoever  that is reading this blog. If there is even any.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-3956589290693994284?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3956589290693994284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3956589290693994284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3956589290693994284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3956589290693994284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/09/blurrt.html' title='Blurrt'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1078078430102681828</id><published>2010-09-06T00:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T01:55:37.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna be MINE!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     Since I were as little as 11, I've already know whats my dream car gonna  be.I'm a loyal fan I may say after so many years my preference haven't  change. It might be different in the sense of models but it remains to  be the same company which is&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPViF-2AmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/aSSfvwvSrXc/s1600/volvo-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPViF-2AmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/aSSfvwvSrXc/s320/volvo-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513485150529651298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;        I've promise myself, once I'm rich I would have my very own collection  of Volvo. Volvo will be the first car brand I'll  approach before any  other like Porsche or Jaguar or Range Rover or Ferrari.  :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPUGQlLs6I/AAAAAAAAAjU/GlV79xUeaHo/s1600/volvo_e85-models.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPUGQlLs6I/AAAAAAAAAjU/GlV79xUeaHo/s320/volvo_e85-models.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513483572826846114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I'm so in love with C30 and C70. To be honest, I had Volvo C70  written in my last sem finals motivation paper. I know I'm lame but  that's how i motivate myself to study so bare with it.  I would have a  motivation paper fills with my goals everytime I study for my exam.  So.........IN LOVE WITH C70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTPVU4EcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GDj9BvamrXo/s1600/flat-rear-625x369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTPVU4EcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GDj9BvamrXo/s320/flat-rear-625x369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513482629207822786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Look at the backside also steam wei.Damn chun-ted.How can you guys say is for uncle!!..A bunch of no taste people. Anyway I'm a person with big heart so I forgive you guys. If your papa or grandpa have C70 tell them they have GREAT taste in choosing their car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTPCqYDtI/AAAAAAAAAi8/BFeZlFJStBg/s1600/side-roof-down-625x416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTPCqYDtI/AAAAAAAAAi8/BFeZlFJStBg/s320/side-roof-down-625x416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513482624197725906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side profile weeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiuuuuuuuut~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and Volvo MAnual got 6-gear trans oh-MY-GODDDD&lt;br /&gt; Look at that look at that&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Damn fucking chun wei.Change gear with style 5 stars for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTPi2fq3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/VL_IVi0jnkM/s1600/centre-stack1-625x416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTPi2fq3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/VL_IVi0jnkM/s320/centre-stack1-625x416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513482632838490994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first time i saw a C70 with my own eye is somewhere in the beginning  of the year at Chill Out. Love at first Sight. It's so awesome. Is a  convertible 4-seated car.Damn Fucking chun-ted. How i Wish I'm rich now  and I can drive it around and show off..Thinking of it also damn effing  siok d. C70~~~~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway C30 is also one of my fav Volvo car. This is abit the Sporty and young compare to C70. i call it the C70 junior. I'ts also 6-gear trans for Manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTOn3l90I/AAAAAAAAAi0/1KUcD7HsL5I/s1600/volvo-c30-front-quarter-cosmic-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTOn3l90I/AAAAAAAAAi0/1KUcD7HsL5I/s320/volvo-c30-front-quarter-cosmic-white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513482617005406018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White looks good on C30 compares to RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and and and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear the seats are damn comfy. By looking at it also can feel it d. Eventhough I have never sat on any C30 or C70 or any new Volvo cars but am sure is comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTOTu9LeI/AAAAAAAAAis/dOsAk0RY7Dw/s1600/4-seat-shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPTOTu9LeI/AAAAAAAAAis/dOsAk0RY7Dw/s320/4-seat-shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513482611600469474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        My friends thinks I'm weird for liking Volvo but who cares, I like it   and that's about it. It isn't the most beautiful car or chunt-ed but to   me It's just simply perfect. Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder   okay?!!!..To me Volvo is even better than Audi. Whats Audi A4 compare to   Volvo S80..Nothing about the inner and the capability of the both car   is just how i look at the both of them. I know nothing about cars   besides the look. To me Volvo is damn elegant and perfect. I just don't   understand y is it only uncle driving them. Tsk tsk tsk even twilight   uses Volvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPU3cNpcwI/AAAAAAAAAjc/tZA5fi_UxAE/s1600/get_a_life_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get a life,Get a VOLVO.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3380545574288712395-1078078430102681828?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1078078430102681828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1078078430102681828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1078078430102681828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1078078430102681828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-gonna-be-mine.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be MINE!.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TIPViF-2AmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/aSSfvwvSrXc/s72-c/volvo-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2260782152390058207</id><published>2010-09-04T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T04:04:30.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first time we met.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y am i left hanging here?..Pick me up will you?...I really want you to know how i feel but i know is impossible. If i would just approached you and  tell u what i think about us...I bet it will be super awkward for you.Talking to u again will be a hard task already. So I guess all I can do is keep it to myself and see how things goes.Maybe not completely myself but also my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably we will make things up, who knows, when impossible is nothing :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know who you are. The Man I fall for is YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The end-&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/3380545574288712395-2260782152390058207?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2260782152390058207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2260782152390058207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2260782152390058207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2260782152390058207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-time-we-met.html' title='The first time we met.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8619666104408049888</id><published>2010-08-30T04:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T05:19:39.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A glass of Pure Water.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 Leave Me alone!..I got distracted I have no idea what should I do. The thought of it had been bothering me since I dunno when. I hate making decisions!..I'm a decision-phobic. I can't make decisions. I don't like options. Is so depressing. I can barely sleep these few days cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 No one can help me in this, it's all up to me. It's sucky when it comes to only me who can decide. I can't face any of it's consequences I'm not willing to and I don't want to. Please help me!...I just feel like screaming and shouting and just let it all out of me. I don't want this anymore.I've been thinking of it every night  till i falll asleep since the day it bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             I need a break. A real break. Please let me end this earlier. Tell me what should I do. I have no choice but to face this F*** up situation.  Every morning, I tell myself not to give up, everything will be better. As times goes by, everything will be better no worries. You can't have everything  your way so let it easy. You can do it! :)..Hopefully things will be better. I will try my best to avoid those thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-8619666104408049888?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8619666104408049888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8619666104408049888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8619666104408049888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8619666104408049888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/08/glass-of-pure-water.html' title='A glass of Pure Water.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1486013562209991563</id><published>2010-08-27T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:17:31.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was a terrible night for me. I was practically spending my whole night finding ways to puke. I was sitting in the toilet for almost 3 hours forcing myself to vomit. Alcohol suck!...I know I know this isn't the first time me complaining. Instead of the birthday girl get tipsy I got tipsy. Dayummm. It was super embarassing sitting down in front of baskin robbin puking, people around keep staring. How I wish I just dont remember anything. Anyway somehow It was fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/THd0L5AQ-lI/AAAAAAAAAic/onWEGWQjPSQ/s1600/40947_1553732453231_1532763268_1375213_6584221_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/THd0L5AQ-lI/AAAAAAAAAic/onWEGWQjPSQ/s320/40947_1553732453231_1532763268_1375213_6584221_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510000416740407890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MUn Yee...the birthday girl. I was a little tipsy. Asking for tissues. Not a proper pic..I know I know I look horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-1486013562209991563?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1486013562209991563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1486013562209991563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1486013562209991563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1486013562209991563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/08/yesterday-was-terrible-night-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/THd0L5AQ-lI/AAAAAAAAAic/onWEGWQjPSQ/s72-c/40947_1553732453231_1532763268_1375213_6584221_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6188679202453701909</id><published>2010-08-19T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T01:30:06.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still an ASS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHy can't life be easy everyday?...I like achieving goals.I know everything requires give and take. But when laziness strikes me,everything seem so hard already. I'm an lazy ass. I need motivation. I feel so demotivated and slack-ish. Maybe is the diet who is causing this.....okok fine I'm just finding reason,that's not it. Well, how i wish I could just spend my time doing stuff that do not require me to brain storm at all. Such as......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time in the library, Camwhoring to be more specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGwWU5x4zTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xnlOnMTwmCU/s1600/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGwWU5x4zTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xnlOnMTwmCU/s320/Picture+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506800992730533170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGwWUGHHxjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/g5QShhhSw6M/s1600/Picture+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGwWUGHHxjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/g5QShhhSw6M/s320/Picture+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506800978860951090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGwWUrlmPXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/BoHF9m0Hfx0/s1600/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGwWUrlmPXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/BoHF9m0Hfx0/s320/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506800988920888690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life so much easier when I'm a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The end-&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/3380545574288712395-6188679202453701909?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6188679202453701909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6188679202453701909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6188679202453701909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6188679202453701909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-still-ass.html' title='I&apos;m still an ASS'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGwWU5x4zTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xnlOnMTwmCU/s72-c/Picture+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6626398783860396828</id><published>2010-08-17T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:52:41.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im an ASS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGlrVRWUU2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/qE0anrB-v8Q/s1600/DSC09434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGlrVRWUU2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/qE0anrB-v8Q/s320/DSC09434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506050032615576418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a month!..My mission is yet to be accomplished. I've skipped rice,noodle and bread for 2 days..I have 30 days more to go. Having you not online for a day and not recieving any msges from you are kinda unusual. Damn. I was an ass yday when u called but is okay i will compensate by losing Kg's. You'll see me super diff after a month. With your eye popped out. CCWM! HAve faith on me people. This time my diet plan is fuckign serious. No joke. At least 5kg will be off form my body. Wait and SEE. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To be continued.-&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/3380545574288712395-6626398783860396828?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6626398783860396828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6626398783860396828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6626398783860396828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6626398783860396828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-ass.html' title='Im an ASS'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGlrVRWUU2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/qE0anrB-v8Q/s72-c/DSC09434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2154715226574676070</id><published>2010-08-15T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T16:42:53.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another un-read post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 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I hate waiting especially for a long time. The longest I've waited for a person who isn't my family member/ government officer was 45 minute. It was torturing like hell. I get on nerves easily when it comes to waiting. Plus waiting alone make it worst. Who likes waiting like some dumbass alone for such a long time?. But I did, and i swear I didn't like it at all. I thought that was like the first and last time I'll wait for a person that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess what now, my new record is 4 hours!! Yeah 4 Fucking hour?...Can anyone imagine that?..Even Mother Theresa would go mad waiting. Seriously!..You have no Fucking idea how i Freaking survived tht 4 hour alone. I spammed called the someone like almost 40 calls but no answers. I swear i was fucking mad till i could just strangle anyone who came up to me that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called me after 6 hours later and feeling super guilty?..You think I'll forgive u so easily. Ok I went and meet you to see what you gotta say about it..Even the waitress over there felt my anger and you did too didn't you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you could just get me over this by giving me your fucking puppy face?!!!...Well, you SMART!..Coz that works and i DON'T-KNOW-WHY...I was trying my best to keep my straight face cause I know I can't let this go easily. I can't help but look away to keep my ANGRY face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you eating miserably, can't even sit still, trying to get me to talk to you is kinda fun. I dont knw why somehow looking at you like that, my anger just went off. Vanished just like that..God knows WHy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a deal with me saying you’re not gonna smoke for a day just for me was kinda a 50-50 thing. I seriously do not have faith in you for that. Smoking is like meals to you. Not smoking a day is like taking your life away and your making it a promise. I was kinda hesitating and I thought you were just accepting the deal just to layan me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sent me msg telling me you’re drinking and not smoking makes me lost my mind. You know I were all so happy and felt like Im flying up the space.  I TER-fatt hau and smiled. When all this stuff comes to me I just can’t help but to SS and have the thought of Wow-i-still-have-the-ability-to-charm kind of stuff. Haha your good,Korean ,you totally made &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aileena C's emotions. Thumbs up for ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re leaving to your hometown today and I'll only see you again after a month. This is kind of good so I have time to complete my mission. I made a promise to myself. When you're back you will see the whole new Me. I'm gonna go for intensive DIET. Believe me I will lose some fats.Wait and SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-2154715226574676070?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2154715226574676070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2154715226574676070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2154715226574676070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2154715226574676070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-un-read-post.html' title='Another un-read post.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-3542597078054034862</id><published>2010-08-11T15:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:44:15.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun shines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGJTaIsFsrI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UPgSPu2nKs0/s1600/bush-robot-fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGJTaIsFsrI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UPgSPu2nKs0/s320/bush-robot-fingers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504053403074278066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;Things happen lately. Not a good start for this month.Feeling of betrayal isn't funny. To give out trust isn't easy but to face the fact that it is broken even more hurting. People around me question how can i still remain so calm but i answered nothing. I myself don't know why and how did this happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I should have just shouted and confronted but instead I advised and make myself look as if Im the third person. What's wrong with me?. Maybe I've seen alot and I'm stuck in the brighter side kind of thing since I always tell my friends to.And now even if this happened to me, I'm still having the brighter side kind of thinking in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me stupid or dumb but that's what I'm choosing for myself. I'm glad that I have such awesome bunch of friends who's with me. Even though they aren't really helping me instead they are trying to bring out the devil me but they are coool. Hahaha I've always been the one who is there for them and that now i realize what i've done is worth it. :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Doesn't matter if others don't know the truth coz that doesn't concern me. Those who cares for me would know the truth. Well, friends around me are more concern of my so called reputation more than I do and that's so funnny. It's okay for me since I never been having any good reputation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Actually I'm kinda thankful for this. Well look, besides feeling betrayed and a little awkward nothing else. I see more things coming. Seems like everything is speeding up and stuff happens so smoothly without me doing anything extra. Running around the street during the night/morning, bring the 'you' to hang out with my friends, having 'you' messaging me and etc etc..Wow! IS what I always wanted it to be and now.......So people I'm fine. Don't worry about me.TATA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-3542597078054034862?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3542597078054034862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3542597078054034862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3542597078054034862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3542597078054034862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/08/sun-shines.html' title='The Sun shines.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TGJTaIsFsrI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UPgSPu2nKs0/s72-c/bush-robot-fingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4613873174276271535</id><published>2010-08-01T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:52:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Cass bought the worst tequila in town!..It tasted like some smelly poisonous chemical..Yuck!..Is from the mainland. Is So eww that no one willing to down it. Drinking a sip is already burning like shit. Anyway, because its yucky, it makes the whole game fun. No one likes it so drinking it is like taking their life away haha. We played BingBangWah, our drinking session tradition. BingBangWah is like a must in our drinking session but too bad our Shou yee and Darren Seow can't join us this time. But we have lots of newbies. Played till 4 am then went to 15 thought of playing pool but ending up at Cc. We went for C.S and i swear is hard to play!..I can't even control the movement. Once I re-alive the next second i died again. I kept on dying non stop. Oh my! I still think Gunbound better. After that went back to Cass's house to get ready to coll. I didn't get to sleep till the next day. Not sleeping for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hours is crazy. I slept at 6pm and woke up today at 8 am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling awesome this morning since I finally gets to pay off my sleeping debts. Since i missed dinner last night, Im super hungry this morning. Is 8 and my mum is not awake yet so i thought i could wait for another hour for her to wake up bring me go makan. I wait and wait and wait till 10 something and i felt really weird. My mum usually wakes up 8 something 9 but today how come shes not. So,I went up to her room to check and guess what shes not there. OMG!..I called her and found out shes out with her bunch of 8 women friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. Then i thought I could get my friends to eat breakfast with but end up no one is awake. C'mon Aileena, you're awake doesn't mean your friends are awake too. Waking up early isn't that great after all. Since I associate with bunch of people whos not much of morning person. If i were awake at 3am then most probably I can have people accompany me for breakfast at that time but 8 is a whole diff situation.What a Sunday morning I have without my parents. Sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&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/3380545574288712395-4613873174276271535?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4613873174276271535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4613873174276271535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4613873174276271535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4613873174276271535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/07/lala-land.html' title='Lala land'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4486621694456121571</id><published>2010-07-30T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:34:06.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Express lane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFGtVPtvd4I/AAAAAAAAAhk/eqlq8haElLY/s1600/goal1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFGtVPtvd4I/AAAAAAAAAhk/eqlq8haElLY/s320/goal1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499367200503330690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       I felt super healthy today. Went basketball with Sharon and Misu this morning. Unbelievable isn't it?..Even my brother don't believe his own eye. He went like 'am i still dreaming or what? Why in the hell your awake at this time?'. The fact that he doesn't know is I'm already awake since 3am. My sleeping time is getting more fucked up. Waking up at odd hours is driving me crazy.Everyone is sleeping and yet I'm bright awake.I think I'm getting sleeping pill soon if this still continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dim sum and some Chinese tea after the exercise session. So chinA style, but apparently the Korean likes it. The dimsum were not bad. I like their Chin Dui *not cendol* so crispy yums~~. It was at the same street as Murni,Taipan.Forgotten whats the name of the shop but is opposite Murni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm thinking of starting my own business online. Selling accessories that's directly imported from Korea. Is still on planning haven't really started anything yet. I wanna start earning my own money from now on. Since I'm turning 20 next year, I must start working on my Volvo plan. I've set a goal for myself. I'm hoping for my own Volvo by 25 years old and I really want it to happen.Well before anything, I must start to save up for my Korea plan. I might be visiting Korea end of this year. Korea Here I COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..BE READY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-4486621694456121571?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4486621694456121571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4486621694456121571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4486621694456121571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4486621694456121571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/07/express-lane.html' title='Express lane.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFGtVPtvd4I/AAAAAAAAAhk/eqlq8haElLY/s72-c/goal1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8792799939316359555</id><published>2010-07-29T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:05:48.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;always wonder how I would spend my money once I'm rich. Buying expensive cars, houses, assets and traveling around are for sure. Occupying my time by doing things that I've never afford too. Besides, I would certainly indulge myself with lots of food. Weight doesn't matter anymore. As I said, I'm rich; I can anytime slim down whenever I want to. Coz the slimming center's door will be widely open for me. I would go to the most chunted restaurant in the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One of them would be the restaurant up in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFAtCudCIwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/fVjK1ba1XwE/s1600/Sky3004_468x317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 217px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498944669872169730" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFAtCudCIwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/fVjK1ba1XwE/s320/Sky3004_468x317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 14"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 14"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-520092929 1073786111 9 0 415 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	mso-default-props:yes; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	line-height:115%;} @page WordSection1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.WordSection1 	{page:WordSection1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is an unusual restaurant hanging up in the sky. It's the Dinner in the Sky, it is lifted up by cranes approximately 50m from the ground. It can be anywhere. Well, I would want it to be in between mountains. How wonderful can it be, eating at such places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hilton Maldives's underwater restaurant &lt;/span&gt;is also one of the must-visit place for me when I'm rich. Imagine eating fish and chips with/ in front of the fishes. How cool can that be? Hahaha. If I could actually visit the restaurant, I will for sure order fish and chip.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFAtC0ILpFI/AAAAAAAAAhc/t0mn4xQbBsU/s1600/under_water_restaurant_525x378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 230px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498944671395325010" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFAtC0ILpFI/AAAAAAAAAhc/t0mn4xQbBsU/s320/under_water_restaurant_525x378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 14"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 14"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-520092929 1073786111 9 0 415 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink 	{mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	color:blue; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed 	{mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	color:purple; 	mso-themecolor:followedhyperlink; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} .MsoChpDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	mso-default-props:yes; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	line-height:115%;} @page WordSection1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.WordSection1 	{page:WordSection1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFAtC0ILpFI/AAAAAAAAAhc/t0mn4xQbBsU/s1600/under_water_restaurant_525x378.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As for now, these two restaurant are my top ranking chunted restaurant. Maybe there is others even chunted restaurant to be opening soon. Who know? If I found any, I would for sure blog it. So thats for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyeong.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TFAtC0ILpFI/AAAAAAAAAhc/t0mn4xQbBsU/s1600/under_water_restaurant_525x378.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 14"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 14"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAILEEN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;style&gt; 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 I've waited since the day sook wai left and there’s no reply. After a week, you text me asking how am i?..I was kinda pissed and you should know that!. To be more 'casual' i replied you saying I’m alright but WHAT THE HELL?? You replied my okay and good night. What is that supposed to mean?. You are leaving me clueless. As much as I don't like it, I admit i do enjoy it..keep it up dude. I'm weird i know but i like it this way.  :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Anyway, my results are out and as usual i got myself into the save zone again. Fifa and outings didn't affect me at all and I'm proud to say that. So Fifa hit me again during my finals..I dare you!. Classes are starting soon, in another less than a week time. Wonder what’s this sem about. I realize there’s always something diff in every sem. As for last sem im all over the Koreans all the agendas are about them. Past few sems, there were lots of dramasss happened so do last sem also. Hopefully not for this coming sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair trimmed. I finally trimmed my long and boring fringe which actually not much diff now.Anyway is just a tradition for me. Before every sem, I would do something to my hair. Last sem i got my hair dyed copper brown, the sem before last sem i highlighted green and last last sem..........to be continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&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/3380545574288712395-3757569033275533308?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/3757569033275533308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=3757569033275533308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3757569033275533308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/3757569033275533308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-1594977697069047282</id><published>2010-07-23T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T17:59:05.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a good start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TEjl6WZoldI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PSGEYElzyuM/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TEjl6WZoldI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PSGEYElzyuM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496896135813961170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again I'm awake early. Today i little better. I got up at 6. One hour more. Waking up early today is not that bad cause at least i have something to do in the morning. I'm going off to work at 9 later so it wouldn't be as bad as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up looking at my inbox empty is kinda sucky. I'm so annoyed by your ignorant. After today I've decided to not text-ing you again. To save myself from being awaiting for ya reply. The feeling of it isn't nice at all. A MSG to you Chub, being ignorant will not make me want you more. It will only make the situation worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-THE END-&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/3380545574288712395-1594977697069047282?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/1594977697069047282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=1594977697069047282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1594977697069047282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/1594977697069047282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-good-start.html' title='Not a good start.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TEjl6WZoldI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PSGEYElzyuM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-6993855042161083228</id><published>2010-07-22T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T08:12:03.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign of change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I've changed. I used to love it so much. I could spend up to 17 hour doing it.Never once I complain about it.It used to be my first priority before food.No one can stop me from doing it.WHY? WHY? WHY?..Why am i awake?. I have no thoughts in my mind.I'm care-free. Why am i up so early?. I don't understand. I was bright awake at 5. Can u believe it? I DON"T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping had been my priority. I can even sacrifice not eating but to sleep.OMG. Why am i not sleepy. I'm practically forcing myself to sleep but i just can't. I've been rolling on my bed for hours but my eyes aren't shutting. How come?.I only slept for 6 hours.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 HOURS??? &lt;/span&gt;Normallyl I sleep up to at least 12 hours and today is only half of it. I'm on holiday, no one is stopping me from sleeping and yet what happen to me. I think im having pre-insomnia. But sleeping is my thing. You can't snatch it away from me. HELP!!&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/3380545574288712395-6993855042161083228?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/6993855042161083228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=6993855042161083228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6993855042161083228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/6993855042161083228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/07/sign-of-change.html' title='Sign of change.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-74105624100239347</id><published>2010-07-21T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:54:16.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TEZsvVMM5AI/AAAAAAAAAhE/O3NnjPcrJ6M/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TEZsvVMM5AI/AAAAAAAAAhE/O3NnjPcrJ6M/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496199955650241538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:webdings;"&gt;        When i first saw you everything seem so perfect. Even when your sweating like a cow I would still think your so cool. When you're all suit up it makes all my senses comes alive. Bumping into you in the lift is like meeting Tom Cruise on the street. My world turn silent and everything does not matter anymore once you appear. Hoping to meet you everyday like how a fan waits for their fave superstar to appear. I can't keep my eye of you, you simply makes me desperate for ya. Wishing everyday that one day i could just bump into you and ask "Hey boy whats your name?" but i never have a chance to. Knowing where you live but not knowing how old are you and whats your name is like not knowing whats the stunning Skirt from Top-shop's size and color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well after a while, my desperation had arise to the stage where I just can't sit still anymore. I went around seeking for your information but there is no result of you. Till i met a friend of mine who came from your place told me about you. At that moment, he is like a doctor to me, he cured me. Bad feedback about how you are never fail me from falling to you.Adding you in FB, messaging you took me a lot courage to take the risk of you not replying me and ignore me. That isn't a easy task for me as I am an High ego bitch myself and i know it. No rejection happen and am glad of it. Finding for your classes and stalking you in college turn me into another person. A fucking desperate whore I can be. Saw you passing by me without greeting me is frustrating. No  longer i could bare with it so i went up to you to say hi. It was awkward i know, but at least i satisfied my own needs rather than having myself being grumpy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chatting with you in msn each time makes me so hyper.The first time we actually sit down together and have coffees in the morning was such a cool act. You might not know but i was smiling deep in my heart. The man who i was eye-ing for months are finally here sitting in front of me needing me. For a second, I actually the thought of you needing me to help you for your assign were a excuse you used to meet me up :) i know is not true. But the way you keep looking at me and stuff you told me kept me thinking. After a while, the image of you being an arrogant  bastard had vanished. Telling lots of things about you made me lost interest in you bits by bits. I don't know why but it works this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You asked me for my number?. I was hoping for that to happen since the first day i saw you from far but when the day finally comes it doesn't feel like what i thought it would be. I'm suppose to be super happy and feel as if I'm the luckiest girl on earth but i turns out the other way round. I don't feel a thing a bout it. How come? Myself could not answer it.After the second meeting, I realize i no longer attracted to you as before. Till I could actually went up knocking on random doors hoping that you would answer any of the doors. Waiting for you to come back at the lobby down your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow after your call last night, your voice once again made me went ahh~~. Shit i really don't know how now. I know I'm not interested to you but somehow I know I'm not over you!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chub-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "0f9df9ca4ec42b04b9058253dae83c27";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-74105624100239347?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/74105624100239347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=74105624100239347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/74105624100239347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/74105624100239347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/07/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller Coaster.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TEZsvVMM5AI/AAAAAAAAAhE/O3NnjPcrJ6M/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-8423273819334642796</id><published>2010-07-19T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:39:48.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Super-Granny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERxAaCvYOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vU2hOhqoKSw/s1600/Dull+Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERxAaCvYOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vU2hOhqoKSw/s320/Dull+Black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495641697103601890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      My life is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Dull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and i know it.but i can't help it!..Did you ever felt  like 'DAMN I'm 19 but seems like i don't really have enough Gempak story  to tell my granddaughters and son what I've done in my teen years.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  seriously need a better life. Besides telling them 'Oh your grandma ah,  last  time use to study till dawn for exams, go for clubs, watch Fifa  and shout like nobody business, camwhore lots, striking on Koreans and  that's all about your grandma teen life'...That is plain boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wish i could tell my Grandchild..."you know ah, grandma used to go for  bungee jumping, sky diving, canoeing on the weekend and etc etc  "..sound so much better. Such a cool grandma i can be. But hell NO I did  non of that before..What a sad child I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvcvdH0HI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RcPUOIKPKbw/s1600/bungee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvcvdH0HI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RcPUOIKPKbw/s320/bungee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495639984864481394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, currently am still living the life which i claimed boring. Nothing  exciting or special about it. On hols, the only COOL and EXCITING place  i could go is CLUBS. I know is nothing special but pleaseeeeeeeeee what  can i do somemore? unless there is Bungee jumping in M'sia then I'll  have better plans besides clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Went MOS recently with  the new bunch of friends. Got closer to them thanks to Cass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER1m9uuNjI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1zI80F5kQrA/s1600/DSC09505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER1m9uuNjI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1zI80F5kQrA/s320/DSC09505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495646757564855858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new bunch of peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvdG4HAII/AAAAAAAAAfs/yLRC77ibPJc/s1600/DSC09502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvdG4HAII/AAAAAAAAAfs/yLRC77ibPJc/s320/DSC09502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495639991151689858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The drinker drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER3scttqpI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HNnZykv7YDw/s1600/DSC09511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER3scttqpI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HNnZykv7YDw/s320/DSC09511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495649050804726418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three single ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER3tc_T9-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/KAiWpTEGctE/s1600/DSC09510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER3tc_T9-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/KAiWpTEGctE/s320/DSC09510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495649068058408930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Marianne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER3tLjB-gI/AAAAAAAAAg0/AaQ_5knI6ZY/s1600/DSC09514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER3tLjB-gI/AAAAAAAAAg0/AaQ_5knI6ZY/s320/DSC09514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495649063376386562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darren LOK and Cass Kiu having a break after 'poking/punching the sky'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER1mQijnrI/AAAAAAAAAgc/R2RELoLP4Oo/s1600/DSC09520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TER1mQijnrI/AAAAAAAAAgc/R2RELoLP4Oo/s320/DSC09520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495646745434234546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kinda tipsy i guess. Anyway me and cass can never get over the guy in the middle's face expression priceless.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvdfZUwuI/AAAAAAAAAf0/09czpsIHRMM/s1600/DSC09508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvdfZUwuI/AAAAAAAAAf0/09czpsIHRMM/s320/DSC09508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495639997733454562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Marianne&lt;/span&gt;, the woman who can REALLY drink i mean as in she can REALLY drink a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERveC3UQuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KEbMe1AFELQ/s1600/fb1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERveC3UQuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KEbMe1AFELQ/s320/fb1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495640007254491874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgotten the names but all i remember are they're from London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvefjep0I/AAAAAAAAAgE/E0hzkQhZCwc/s1600/DSC09532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERvefjep0I/AAAAAAAAAgE/E0hzkQhZCwc/s320/DSC09532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495640014955915074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwan yee. The Japan supporter well i assume. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bump into lots of high school mates and college mate the other day. It's  the night where Inti got their Prom night.The after party were at Mos  coincidentallyyyyy.Next post will be Sook Wai's back. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "0f9df9ca4ec42b04b9058253dae83c27";&lt;br /&gt;document.write('&lt;scr' type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/scr' + 'ipt&gt;' );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "0f9df9ca4ec42b04b9058253dae83c27";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "0f9df9ca4ec42b04b9058253dae83c27";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-8423273819334642796?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/8423273819334642796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=8423273819334642796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8423273819334642796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/8423273819334642796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-super-granny.html' title='I&apos;m a Super-Granny.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/TERxAaCvYOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vU2hOhqoKSw/s72-c/Dull+Black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-956094199077846325</id><published>2010-05-20T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:58:03.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Well a whole new sem has just started and i can see the word   HELL coming very SOON. Anyway, come let me talk a little about my  coll's  history. Here i start.....So,Inti was always known as the coll  that has  the most foreigner. Mostly people from Africa,Kenya and bla  bla  *burnt-skin* and people from China. But that 'WAS'. Now that Inti  even  import in Koreanssss *which means more than 20 Koreans*..More and  more  and more coming soon..Jealous much?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Since Koreans seems to be   like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT CAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; to  people  in Malaysia, so I was planning to..u know get used of them. I  will  first need to make friends with more Koreans then after that I  shall  make an Event called 'The Koreans Meeting'..which allows people  to meet  the Koreans and get to know them, talk to them. And I would be   collecting entrance fee :D..sound brilliant huh???...I always knew that  i  have some kind of business mind in me so just bare with it :).I was   born like that. Couldn't be jealous much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VXGEnEjDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Rp4wrx5QNnQ/s1600/190520103743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VXGEnEjDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Rp4wrx5QNnQ/s320/190520103743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473376683967155250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;There  is this one  Korean that i'm so booking him. He is so so so so charming and  he has the  long lashes he has and thick eye brows would just make u  fall for him  harder. Damn charming, once u look into his eye. And  that's the time  your dying of his charm. Seriously. NOT KIDDING. The  way he dress WAS so  attractive. Again WAS..These few days i saw him,  and he was dressing  like a NERD yuck! potong steam kau kau anyway his  face is still good :).  I was eye-ing on him since last sem and did not  do anything bout it.  So, yday i decided to make a move!..And i DID i  waved at him and he was  so Shocked and he stunned..that's just so funny  to see his eye goes like  from -.- to 0.0!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Was hanging out a lot in Subang avenue  lately  especially OLd Town. Almost everyday over there. Spend at least 2  hour  every time I'm there and there is once i were there for 7 hours  and half  from 4 something to midnight. Can never beat that record..I  think they  might just banned me from there sooner or later.Besides  Avenue, been  staying home lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Camwhored a lot lately!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VXGhASL_I/AAAAAAAAAfc/ISaow5Ce2BY/s1600/190520103704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VXGhASL_I/AAAAAAAAAfc/ISaow5Ce2BY/s320/190520103704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473376691589099506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I strongly believe that I should curl my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VXGdHmneI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KO9vrw7P6WA/s1600/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTvk-zQcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/OeGPhQ3hvls/s1600/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTvk-zQcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/OeGPhQ3hvls/s320/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473372998984745410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact lense made my eye look extra BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTv1AP7NI/AAAAAAAAAfE/nGxsUkkeL-A/s1600/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTv1AP7NI/AAAAAAAAAfE/nGxsUkkeL-A/s320/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473373003285785810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black and White :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm learning Korean these few days from my Korean friends.Hopefully i could pick the language up before they are back to Korea. I know im a super slow learner but I'm working on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTu3EcP7I/AAAAAAAAAes/IrTV2LdFHpw/s1600/Photo127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTu3EcP7I/AAAAAAAAAes/IrTV2LdFHpw/s320/Photo127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473372986660372402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyun-Min my Korean language teacher!..He is taken sorry :)  is Misu's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTuR4H21I/AAAAAAAAAek/WLK4AhX8OHM/s1600/Photo175%2801%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VTuR4H21I/AAAAAAAAAek/WLK4AhX8OHM/s320/Photo175%2801%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473372976676592466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kim Misu. The-very-chicky-dramatic Korean friend. Second Korean teacher of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-956094199077846325?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/956094199077846325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=956094199077846325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/956094199077846325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/956094199077846325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-what.html' title='So what?'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S_VXGEnEjDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Rp4wrx5QNnQ/s72-c/190520103743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2296368501075013445</id><published>2010-05-04T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:38:40.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;This is just super awesome..people u must watch it..the MuSIC will just blow u off...It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Joventino/Jun Kung&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt;...The both of them are the best guitarist and drummer in HK..*claps*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The both together is AWESOME...Listen to the both them play was a total blow off...Hell yeah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;EUGENE&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;JOVENTINO&lt;/span&gt; made super good music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1wD7icUp1U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1wD7icUp1U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;JUN&lt;/span&gt; solo..Man don't he just blows you off?..This is super duper cool..I can spam to  this  everyday without getting bored of it. Though is just plain music without any funky lyrics but it tells you lots... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;JUN&lt;/span&gt;'s music is just simply catchy and it do not need any catchy lyrics to get people's attention, aren't like those meaningless songs...Well u know what i mean?..Songs that only uses a few word and keep on going with it and by end of the day u just hear no meaning?...Anyway, he is just good at what he does best. Which is Music. I know i may sound like a buyer but who cares..I like listening to him :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EnJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJGZ42Rcgw8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJGZ42Rcgw8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P/S :Remember to check this awesome guy out. :) he is Great!&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/3380545574288712395-2296368501075013445?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2296368501075013445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2296368501075013445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2296368501075013445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2296368501075013445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-all-that.html' title='It&apos;s all that'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7338428825769365433</id><published>2010-04-21T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T05:41:31.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S84esguqAAI/AAAAAAAAAec/OfnpfEa7r18/s1600/untitled+d+%40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S84esguqAAI/AAAAAAAAAec/OfnpfEa7r18/s320/untitled+d+%40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462337148095692802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Peeps!..Guess what?..Joventino is F***ing online now!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hell yeah!..omg thats the best energy booster man...Argh but i just couldn't make it. I'm just not brave enough to msg him. You know when you're facing those people that you admire much and finally online when he doesn't online for million years. And all im doing right now is just looking at the online status and hoping for the chatbox from him pop up. OMG.. The last time we've chatted was around last month when i send him an inbox regarding Khalil Fong's concert and tats it. And before that was when he msged me and asking how am i over here..Well that was like months ago and that time i were super excited that I've jumped around my room before i even get to chill down and reply him..Even if is just a Hi would really made my day or weeks or even month...C'mon Joventino msg me im waiting!..c'mon c'mon c'MON......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aileenac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-7338428825769365433?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7338428825769365433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7338428825769365433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7338428825769365433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7338428825769365433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/04/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S84esguqAAI/AAAAAAAAAec/OfnpfEa7r18/s72-c/untitled+d+%40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-2784282565447365210</id><published>2010-04-21T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T03:52:30.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess every girls have their very own Mr.perfect in their life. It could be some one near them or celebrities. When i was 9, i already know who is my Mr.Right and he is Nicholas Tse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-75-iWPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZwvwSCzWqw0/s1600/Nicholas_Tse-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-75-iWPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZwvwSCzWqw0/s320/Nicholas_Tse-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462302228199135474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't he just melt you by just a SMILE..damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay i know, i'm already 'fatt hau' during that young age. Hey i bet I'm not the only one. And till now i still finds him HOT. Even though he is already married and having 2 boys now but i still do love him. Sometimes i would be a little perasan and ask myself, 'IF one day he cheat behind his wife and come to me will i accept him' well apparently is a YES! Who wouldn't want it ok. Even if it requires me to be his mistress i DON'T MIND. haha maybe im just being too much but still i will if it is real. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-8vuaQeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/T4qFk3cu9ew/s1600/E548AEC8181039E832C9EFEB1C325F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-8vuaQeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/T4qFk3cu9ew/s320/E548AEC8181039E832C9EFEB1C325F.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462302242627011042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He still looking so good in ALL RED suit with the shade. How can you not get attracted!..OMFG he is just speechlessly AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here goes my number 2 MR.Right..hehe yeah currently i have 2 :). He is Jun Kung also known as Joventino. He is a very brilliant and charming Drummer. He is also from HK. Well he is not the best looking guy but am sure that he is best drummer i ever met. I've got deeply attracted to him when i first saw him playing WOW!...Oh ya he isn't a pure Chinese breed his father is a philiphino and his mother is a mixture of Chinese,Mexican and Portuguese.. anyway i have his FB but all i can is just stalking him silently and siok sendiri over there looking at his photos. And yes i know him personally!!!..AND AND AND he REMEMBERS me!..AWWWW.. Anyway he is the BOMB!...Can't wait to meet him again!  ohh JOVENTINO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-8PIGCXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/todlO5aos8k/s1600/158704975_d2b3549ff3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-8PIGCXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/todlO5aos8k/s320/158704975_d2b3549ff3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462302233876367730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sings too. and plays guitar but he majors in DRUM!.. He is the MAn..If u know anyone that is something like him do not forget to INTRO to me..;)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-80GuEGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/LcyrpnCn2fw/s1600/14360_208456892392_663247392_3096077_6439035_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-80GuEGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/LcyrpnCn2fw/s320/14360_208456892392_663247392_3096077_6439035_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462302243802714210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is coming over to Malaysia around MAY. DAMN i can't meet him. He is playing for Khalil Fong this time at Genting.Anyone going?..help me to take a photo of him playing okay?..I would be super Glad and THANK YOU VERY MUCH... Ahhh i miss u so much Joventino..hopefully you are too...*fatt hau smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aileenac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-80GuEGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/LcyrpnCn2fw/s1600/14360_208456892392_663247392_3096077_6439035_n.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-2784282565447365210?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/2784282565447365210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=2784282565447365210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2784282565447365210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/2784282565447365210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/04/one.html' title='The one.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83-75-iWPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZwvwSCzWqw0/s72-c/Nicholas_Tse-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-4739006175611125859</id><published>2010-04-21T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T02:04:33.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Companion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jf3jF4-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/WbuqU3d4pzs/s1600/27079_427659456223_557001223_5685211_6382052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I'm  gonna start blogging as often as i could since im gonna have my sem break soon. I'm having my finals this week and decided to take a break and just blog about ma college mates. since they are leaving back to their hometown soon. .Anyway in the beginning of the year i had made my very own goals or you may call it new year's resolution. And one of them was to be closer to my classmates and here i announced that I've ACHIEVED that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;There is still far more to go but at least I'm better with them now compared to last year.I got real close to or two of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jhLzs9ZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ynp62YJ8Eg4/s1600/P1010301.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jgm8TtjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/0gzbyHuVuWA/s1600/27079_427657756223_557001223_5685197_1958594_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jgm8TtjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/0gzbyHuVuWA/s320/27079_427657756223_557001223_5685197_1958594_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462272072419096114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jf3jF4-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/WbuqU3d4pzs/s1600/27079_427659456223_557001223_5685211_6382052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jf3jF4-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/WbuqU3d4pzs/s320/27079_427659456223_557001223_5685211_6382052_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462272059696866274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Early this year when i first found out that Sharon, is shifting over to another course i got so upset. I spend most of my time hanging out with her only. She used to reminds me about test everything and would msg her everyday asking her wheres the class. Well, after she left very soon i've got myself a close friend in da class shes CARYN. She is pretty much a soft, weak and emotional one. She has no friends around inKL simply because shes not local. Then i got close to June a girl from Kelantan also not local. She is more of a opposite of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Caryn. Very vibrant and bold.Strong personality. We clicks well so far hopefully stays the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jgm8TtjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/0gzbyHuVuWA/s1600/27079_427657756223_557001223_5685197_1958594_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jhLzs9ZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ynp62YJ8Eg4/s1600/P1010301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jhLzs9ZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ynp62YJ8Eg4/s320/P1010301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462272082315113874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;caryn on the left and june the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and the picture below was taken last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jhLzs9ZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ynp62YJ8Eg4/s1600/P1010301.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jgcz5hyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rgNdTEKj1Xc/s1600/10517_151473569634_554579634_2749452_7930325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jgcz5hyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rgNdTEKj1Xc/s320/10517_151473569634_554579634_2749452_7930325_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462272069699471138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So that is for the post a brief intro about my college life in INTI.  back to my final's exam. Gonna study real hard!. I'm being very competitive!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aileenac. never forget today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jf3jF4-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/WbuqU3d4pzs/s1600/27079_427659456223_557001223_5685211_6382052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380545574288712395-4739006175611125859?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/4739006175611125859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=4739006175611125859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4739006175611125859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/4739006175611125859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/04/companion.html' title='Companion.'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S83jgm8TtjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/0gzbyHuVuWA/s72-c/27079_427657756223_557001223_5685197_1958594_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380545574288712395.post-7245269457250755677</id><published>2010-03-19T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T04:28:23.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGERS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KPqaKEykI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/AzeYE0dLuU0/s1600-h/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450076457810577986" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KPqaKEykI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/AzeYE0dLuU0/s320/fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I just have the urged to blog...i've been feeling bad these day. though i'm super busy everyday but somehow i don't feel productive at all..i'm doing everything without being presence.i just hate it so much when it come to all this...Did you ever feel that way before??..Just do things that you are told to do and just do it for the sake of completing it,sometimes don't even understand what you're doing...Is so frustrated that u would just feel like paused from whatever you're doing and just stay back to think about it..Hmmm by the way, since there wont be any reader in my blog so i will just blurt out whatsoever i want to without concerning about the consequences....Sometimes i get so irritated when people just tend to keep too much to themselves and just don't mind sharing it with others but in the same time they are also interested on other lives...For god sake, what is wrong with all this people??...U kept everything on your own and also helping others to keep theirs?..I just don't understand why there is this kind of people, is just so annoying sometime..and people&lt;/span&gt; that just think they are the world..You know how it feels when u just hear them talking all so mighty when they are nothing at all??...the whole sentence of word ,just worth listening to 2 or less words that kind of people..ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!...And people that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thinks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they are just so good at things and starts to brag about it showing how cool are they..when they are just some &lt;strong&gt;hopeless-brainless-bimbo&lt;/strong&gt; that knows nothing at all. How cool is that to have all this annoying characteristic that could blow people LIKE me up!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;-aileenac.!-&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/3380545574288712395-7245269457250755677?l=aileenac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/feeds/7245269457250755677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3380545574288712395&amp;postID=7245269457250755677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7245269457250755677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380545574288712395/posts/default/7245269457250755677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aileenac.blogspot.com/2010/03/angers.html' title='ANGERS!'/><author><name>aileenac.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KRboCmxkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3MH6mwzhLn4/S220/landscape101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZgXlOEPqCs/S6KPqaKEykI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/AzeYE0dLuU0/s72-c/fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
