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Twitter: missyFIONA</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-2726244815608465274</id><published>2011-12-20T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:28:43.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Vegas! Hello LA!</title><content type='html'>Farewell beautiful Sincity! I hope I'll be able to visit you again in the near future(:&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bA18Znrt6lA/TvA5JNBKZNI/AAAAAAAADYU/R2w288x8K54/s640/blogger-image--1621420117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bA18Znrt6lA/TvA5JNBKZNI/AAAAAAAADYU/R2w288x8K54/s640/blogger-image--1621420117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-231XqkPnNhA/TvA5Jo03N-I/AAAAAAAADYc/rPNUcs917Mg/s640/blogger-image--1895606227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-231XqkPnNhA/TvA5Jo03N-I/AAAAAAAADYc/rPNUcs917Mg/s640/blogger-image--1895606227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qmGlcRZ53hw/TvA5KArgjYI/AAAAAAAADYk/rfQhFRv08q4/s640/blogger-image-2006634892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qmGlcRZ53hw/TvA5KArgjYI/AAAAAAAADYk/rfQhFRv08q4/s640/blogger-image-2006634892.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-2726244815608465274?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/2726244815608465274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-vegas-hello-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2726244815608465274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2726244815608465274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-vegas-hello-la.html' title='Goodbye Vegas! Hello LA!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bA18Znrt6lA/TvA5JNBKZNI/AAAAAAAADYU/R2w288x8K54/s72-c/blogger-image--1621420117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-2134687543141109631</id><published>2011-12-20T08:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:33:56.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas!</title><content type='html'>The gallery night club! The Venetian! The Strip! &lt;br /&gt;I love Las Vegas!!! But I'll be leaving the Sin City for LA at midnight. 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I finally flew and am safely in Oklahoma! Although it is really cold, there's no snow yet. Though, I did get to play a little in the snow while waiting for a transit in Minneapolis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow and I can't wait! Imma take a short nap and will be bam for another update soon!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog writer is being a bitch, and not allowing me to attach photos to my blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6903557990526289620?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6903557990526289620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-people-i-finally-flew-and-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6903557990526289620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6903557990526289620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-people-i-finally-flew-and-am.html' title='Oklahoma!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6447935682630868859</id><published>2011-11-15T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T13:56:43.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedient wives club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atrocious laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self fulfiling prophecy'/><title type='text'>Be submissive and pleasure your man more than a "first class PROSTITUTE" can?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" id="id_4ec1fcc292b2c0035828953"&gt;what an ultimate extend of the self fulfilling prophecy. I can almost picture the creator's thoughts, "when lusts and fetishes are not met, make up rules to be passed as laws, so that they will be!" &lt;br /&gt;Want a mass orgy? NO PROBLEM! "men should have sex with all of his wives at the same time"&lt;br /&gt;SM? Sure!! "Be submissive to him, obedient, fulfil his desires more than a first class PROSTITUTE can do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eaoZh7StKIs" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;is is maddening to listen to. I mean, men wanting to treat women as fuck objects is one thing. But for women to be so willing to be treated as one, is atrocity on a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm living in a socially developed country where nonsense like this does not exist. Or rather, when the men thinks they can fuck around and get away with it, we slam them so hard with the womens charter, they wouldn't know how to retaliate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last note, we love out of my will, and we can choose to please. But if you think there's some muthafucking rule of there that makes it mundatory for me to do so, you can take your joystick and it shove it into the wall and be damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6447935682630868859?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6447935682630868859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-ultimate-extend-of-self-fulfilling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6447935682630868859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6447935682630868859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-ultimate-extend-of-self-fulfilling.html' title='Be submissive and pleasure your man more than a &quot;first class PROSTITUTE&quot; can?'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eaoZh7StKIs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-4816898403316361558</id><published>2011-11-11T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:22:34.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mdis ocu'/><title type='text'>In the states for 2 months</title><content type='html'>Hello people! Here's my travel itinerary, drop me a mail or something if you are in where I will be, when&amp;nbsp;I will be(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 19 - Dec 10 : Oklahoma City&lt;br /&gt;Dec 11 - Dec 19: Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Dec 19 - Dec 24: Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;Dec 24 - Jan 3: San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;Jan 3 - Jan 5: New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I'm going to spend all 3 of my favourite days in the year overseas! My birthday, christmas and new year! I can't wait =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-4816898403316361558?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/4816898403316361558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-states-for-2-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4816898403316361558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4816898403316361558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-states-for-2-months.html' title='In the states for 2 months'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1252877104000910357</id><published>2011-10-30T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T02:17:21.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My words, one love</title><content type='html'>My sweetest love, you have the most mesmerizing smile.&lt;br /&gt;Your touch takes away all my pain, instantly cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;When I gaze into ur eyes, there's a look of pure affection i see. And this affection which I speak of, tells my heart the million elements my true love seeks.&lt;br /&gt;The love you make me feel, touches me deep, with every caress, and every breathtaking kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Even when it slips your mind to tell me you'll miss me, I know I stay in your heart, your mind, and your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;If the day comes that you may leave me, shed no tears my baby, embrace our beautiful memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1252877104000910357?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1252877104000910357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-words-one-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1252877104000910357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1252877104000910357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-words-one-love.html' title='My words, one love'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-5511875374002455676</id><published>2011-10-27T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:47:29.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sour punch'/><title type='text'>It's time for the sun to rise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HbbL-2DUfgI/TqhIH4bfF3I/AAAAAAAADTg/Kag9K3bxjB8/img_1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love again better be for the good this time. Who knows what I'll do if this one ends up like that mindness moonface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny side up!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-5511875374002455676?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5511875374002455676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-time-for-sun-to-rise_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5511875374002455676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5511875374002455676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-time-for-sun-to-rise_27.html' title='It&amp;#39;s time for the sun to rise.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HbbL-2DUfgI/TqhIH4bfF3I/AAAAAAAADTg/Kag9K3bxjB8/s72-c/img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1722430729020899706</id><published>2011-10-25T03:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:47:50.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kent ridge secondary school love story'/><title type='text'>Whoever would've thought?(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-IjgFXcFeCwg/TqW51tiTkyI/AAAAAAAADTY/yukZeQnCnEo/img.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=1.33259,103.73566" target="_blank"&gt;GeoTagged, [N1.33259, W103.73566]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha. Ridiculous really. Since about a year ago, until approximately 2 months ago, I never thought that I'd fall in love this much again.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have, and I'm happy. Like ultimately happy. And screw you people with contradicting views. Lol. Or maybe not, I can't care less.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason. Or maybe we find a reason to explain whatever that had happened. Either way, I'm glad what happened a year ago, happened. Else, my bestie and I, wouldn't be as close as we are today. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad to have had a beneficial relationship until about 4 months ago. Without that, though through several elements that may seem inconsequential, my bestie and I will also not be as close. Kudos chauffeur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, love.&lt;br /&gt;Weird ain't it? For those of you who doesn't already know, he, is my senior in secondary school. Lol. Plus, we both had crushes on each other about 6 years back. The epic part? We never spoke in school. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moot point of this entry is: I'm happy =D and suckers, I'm glad that you are not! =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1722430729020899706?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1722430729020899706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/whoever-would-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1722430729020899706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1722430729020899706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/whoever-would-thought.html' title='Whoever would&amp;#39;ve thought?(:'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-IjgFXcFeCwg/TqW51tiTkyI/AAAAAAAADTY/yukZeQnCnEo/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-456571727132893991</id><published>2011-10-24T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:47:12.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tour through america'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LA'/><title type='text'>Fly my ass to America</title><content type='html'>Dear forsaken blog,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't forgotten about you... At least, not completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear forgotten readers,&lt;br /&gt;You haven't forgotten about me, have you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in less than a month, my ass will be flown over to the States. 3 weeks for residency at the University, and a month of backpacking with my loves through different States! &lt;br /&gt;Starting off from Oklahoma, where my university is, we'll be working our way through Las Vegas, LA, San Francisco before flying off from NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can hardly wait for is my love and my bestie flying over for my graduation! They'll be joining my classmates and I for our tour through the States!! Christmas and NewYear in SF, and tons of shopping in NY! &lt;br /&gt;Dear American readers, drop me a comment and perhaps you can be our tour guide for a day.=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-456571727132893991?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/456571727132893991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/fly-my-ass-to-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/456571727132893991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/456571727132893991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/10/fly-my-ass-to-america.html' title='Fly my ass to America'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-75428369119482064</id><published>2011-08-22T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:48:38.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house keeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maid'/><title type='text'>There is someone I cannot live my life without; I need you in my life.</title><content type='html'>There is someone I cannot live my life without; I need you in my life. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you so bad, life just isn't the same without you. My daily routines have changed and I can barely eat without you around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dewi, my beloved maid, I can't wait for you to come back.&lt;br /&gt;Love, jiejie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-75428369119482064?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/75428369119482064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-is-someone-i-cannot-live-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/75428369119482064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/75428369119482064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-is-someone-i-cannot-live-my-life.html' title='There is someone I cannot live my life without; I need you in my life.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-5200323034493739427</id><published>2011-08-19T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:48:52.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I realize that apart from my studies, I don't have much to care about. FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-5200323034493739427?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5200323034493739427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/today-i-realize-that-apart-from-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5200323034493739427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5200323034493739427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/today-i-realize-that-apart-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-389976947839654562</id><published>2011-08-15T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T03:18:45.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunar 7th month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream about the dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promise'/><title type='text'>I had a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;In a dream I had on Friday, I made a promise to someone deceased that I'd leave you alone until you see it in yourself to start contacting me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-389976947839654562?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/color&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't care less(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-389976947839654562?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/389976947839654562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-had-dream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/389976947839654562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/389976947839654562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-had-dream.html' title='I had a dream.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3847332505337506301</id><published>2011-08-12T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:49:15.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fan page'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missyfiona facebook'/><title type='text'>Facebook page</title><content type='html'>Hello people!(:&lt;br /&gt;I just created my page last night! Like please! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONALIU"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONALIU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3847332505337506301?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3847332505337506301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/facebook-page.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3847332505337506301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3847332505337506301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/08/facebook-page.html' title='Facebook page'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6719655903161937481</id><published>2011-07-30T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:49:36.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><title type='text'>Irony. Or maybe not.</title><content type='html'>I've been spending significantly more&amp;nbsp;time with my friends for the past 3 weeks than I did periodically for the last 5 years. &lt;br /&gt;So, why am I so lonely?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6719655903161937481?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6719655903161937481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/irony-or-maybe-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6719655903161937481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6719655903161937481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/irony-or-maybe-not.html' title='Irony. Or maybe not.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3268937627022714448</id><published>2011-07-25T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:49:55.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarcastic numrods'/><title type='text'>Really people?</title><content type='html'>As much as I encourage free speech, I believe there's a limit to it. And&amp;nbsp;gloatingly debating&amp;nbsp;about a mistake I made nearly a year ago on&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;blog's tagboard&amp;nbsp;borders on too much. &lt;br /&gt;Though I did what I did last year&amp;nbsp;for a reason that&amp;nbsp;nobody actually knows about, I agree that I should have done things differently. But since it's too late, there really isn't any point arguing about it. I spared myself the agony of explaining this to people last year, and I'm certainly not revisiting it. &lt;br /&gt;He'd moved on, and I will too.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3268937627022714448?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3268937627022714448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/really-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3268937627022714448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3268937627022714448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/really-people.html' title='Really people?'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-4891563663650201983</id><published>2011-07-21T21:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:50:59.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alwin chia'/><title type='text'>A LIAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;July 12, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Finally, the truth is out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;July13, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;July 14, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;July 15, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;The examination is tomorrow and I'm running a fever today. Plus, I think I have food poisoning. Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;July 18, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I takes quite a bit to fool me, so I'm honestly surprised that you'd managed to. So, I guess that makes you a superb liar. Impressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Haven't you heard that nothing you do is ever without&amp;nbsp;a consequent? I'm sure you wouldn't need reminding after today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today, July 21, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So, the truth's out, and the cat's out of the bag. It had been since last tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I thought that the best way to summarize the gist of my story, would be through reposting my fb statuses for the past week here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: black;"&gt;So fucking glad I got rid of him(: liar ttm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="charset_test" type="hidden" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="post_form_id" type="hidden" value="7007e477562bf610fc6158cee550444c" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="fb_dtsg" type="hidden" value="AQBPUcIH" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="feedback_params" type="hidden" value="{&amp;quot;actor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_fbid&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;10150231763062374&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_profile_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;type_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;22&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;assoc_obj_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source_app_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;6628568379&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_story_params&amp;quot;:[],&amp;quot;content_timestamp&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;1310458783&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;check_hash&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;7b72dc5234f4c7dd&amp;quot;}" /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONA89/posts/10150231763062374"&gt;&lt;abbr data-date="Tue, 12 Jul 2011 01:19:43 -0700" title="Tuesday, 12 July 2011 at 16:19"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;12 July at 16:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/?v=6628568379"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I'm free I'm free I'm free!!!!!!!! Fweeeeeeeee!!!!!! =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONA89/posts/10150232059817374"&gt;&lt;abbr data-date="Tue, 12 Jul 2011 10:15:39 -0700" title="Wednesday, 13 July 2011 at 01:15"&gt;13 July at 01:15&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/?v=6628568379"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: black;"&gt;I really shouldn't care, imma just let down my hair and myself go. I'm going to have fun, loads and loads of fun! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input name="charset_test" type="hidden" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="post_form_id" type="hidden" value="7007e477562bf610fc6158cee550444c" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="fb_dtsg" type="hidden" value="AQBPUcIH" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="feedback_params" type="hidden" value="{&amp;quot;actor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_fbid&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;10150232548122374&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_profile_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;type_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;22&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;assoc_obj_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source_app_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_story_params&amp;quot;:[],&amp;quot;content_timestamp&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;1310539974&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;check_hash&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;f8265dd5ac0d49b2&amp;quot;}" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONA89/posts/10150232548122374"&gt;&lt;abbr data-date="Tue, 12 Jul 2011 23:52:54 -0700" title="Wednesday, 13 July 2011 at 14:52"&gt;13 July at 14:52&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: black;"&gt;I had fun last night(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input name="charset_test" type="hidden" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="post_form_id" type="hidden" value="7007e477562bf610fc6158cee550444c" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="fb_dtsg" type="hidden" value="AQBPUcIH" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="feedback_params" type="hidden" value="{&amp;quot;actor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_fbid&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;10150233532152374&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_profile_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;type_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;22&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;assoc_obj_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source_app_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_story_params&amp;quot;:[],&amp;quot;content_timestamp&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;1310626631&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;check_hash&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;56fc3291aa2629b0&amp;quot;}" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONA89/posts/10150233532152374"&gt;&lt;abbr data-date="Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:57:11 -0700" title="Thursday, 14 July 2011 at 14:57"&gt;14 July at 14:57&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: black;"&gt;You have no idea who stupid I feel, knowing that the person I'd been with for the past 10months doesn't exactly exist. Not that I'm heartbroken over it, I'm just baffled at my own stupidity to have allowed such absurdity to have happened. gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input name="charset_test" type="hidden" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="post_form_id" type="hidden" value="7007e477562bf610fc6158cee550444c" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="fb_dtsg" type="hidden" value="AQBPUcIH" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="feedback_params" type="hidden" value="{&amp;quot;actor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_fbid&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;10150234586882374&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_profile_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;type_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;22&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;assoc_obj_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source_app_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_story_params&amp;quot;:[],&amp;quot;content_timestamp&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;1310714580&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;check_hash&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0c427d65a73ff073&amp;quot;}" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONA89/posts/10150234586882374"&gt;&lt;abbr data-date="Fri, 15 Jul 2011 00:23:01 -0700" title="Friday, 15 July 2011 at 15:23"&gt;15 July at 15:23&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: black;"&gt;They say that it's better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all. I beg to differ. I would trade the happy memories to forget you, than to remember how bad things are now. Anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input name="charset_test" type="hidden" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="post_form_id" type="hidden" value="7007e477562bf610fc6158cee550444c" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="fb_dtsg" type="hidden" value="AQBPUcIH" /&gt;&lt;input autocomplete="off" name="feedback_params" type="hidden" value="{&amp;quot;actor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_fbid&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;10150239530602374&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_profile_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;674572373&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;type_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;22&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;assoc_obj_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source_app_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_story_params&amp;quot;:[],&amp;quot;content_timestamp&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;1311226868&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;check_hash&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;3d163bc2fcf1bb88&amp;quot;}" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyFIONA89/posts/10150239530602374"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" data-date="Wed, 20 Jul 2011 22:41:08 -0700" title="Thursday, 21 July 2011 at 13:41"&gt;about an hour ago&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter" style="color: black;"&gt;Okay,so, with that setting a base, here's the background&amp;nbsp;on the reason(s) why we broke up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Before we got together, he was hanging out with my friends and I. One night, the conversation was going around playing the piano. And it crossed that I'm in grade 7. Then after,&amp;nbsp;h&lt;span class="uiStreamSource" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:26}"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;&lt;span class="uiStreamFooter"&gt;e told my friends and I that he is grade 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It also&amp;nbsp;come up that&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;taking my B.A in mass communications.&amp;nbsp;So, he told me that he has a degree too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When we got together, the first big event was my 21st birthday celebration. He told all the friends around (his and mine) that he imported something exquisite and expensive for my present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"A platinum necklace", he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="/ajax/ufi/modify.php" class="live_10150231763062374_131325686911214 commentable_item autoexpand_mode" data-live="{&amp;quot;seq&amp;quot;:17390101}" method="post" rel="async"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"I was in Commando, and I was a Captain", I've heard that sentence&amp;nbsp;nearly heard&amp;nbsp;it a&amp;nbsp;hundred times. He had been telling&amp;nbsp;EVERYBODY he meets that. Including my friends and acquaintances. He told us stories after stories about how things were when he was in the army. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody around knew how he portrayed himself- an ex-regular. We heard his stories. He always talks about how things were like when he was in the army. If you knew him through me, I'm sure you'd heard it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Amongst that were other things. Like how he's part&amp;nbsp;japanese because his&amp;nbsp;mum is half jap&amp;nbsp;(not that that holds any credit), he was in the express stream in secondary school, he completed his diploma on time, he, he, he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;That was how he portrayed himself to me- A degree holder who can play the piano who spent 5 years of his life as a commando regular, cpt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;About&amp;nbsp;a month&amp;nbsp;into the relationship, I wanted him to play the piano for me. But he gave me some excuse, saying his bestfriend who used to play the piano with him died in the training fields. And thus, not wanting to bring back the painful memories, he doesn't play the piano anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Right. Fine then. Wanting to know whether he lied, I asked him what a C major is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I'm sure if you studied music at all, you would know the answer to that. It's like the simplest shit ever- the ABCs of the english language, addition&amp;nbsp;in math and&amp;nbsp;outlining in art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;But guess what, he doesn't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I knew that he was lying to me then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I suspected that that isn't just what he's lying about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And he knew that I was pissed. very pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I gave him a chance. A chance to come clean. A chance to tell me everything he had lied to me about. I told him it was his last chance.&amp;nbsp;Anything I found out after, will be his death sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He said he understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He told me there wasn't anything else. It was just that one. Just that one lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Months passed, and the "platinum necklace" he gave started to turn its color. I dont know about him, but in my world, white gold doesn't do that. I asked him again what material the necklace is made of; I asked at least a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;dozen times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He only&amp;nbsp;admitted that the necklace was silver. when&amp;nbsp;I told him I'll bring it to a jewelry and have it verified. Then he told me that he doesn't have a degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I gave him his last chance when I found out that he lied about piano. I wanted to end it then. But, he begged me to give him another chance. I relented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Then, just last week, I found out that he has been lying about&amp;nbsp; nearly everything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He not in the commando, he never was a captain. He's a corporal.&amp;nbsp;And he&amp;nbsp;never even signed on. LOL much?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He wasn't from the express stream. He took 4 years to complete his diploma. &lt;br /&gt;He was trying to be someone&amp;nbsp;he was not.&lt;br /&gt;He lied about his background and his identity. The guy I was with for the past 10 months doesn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The guy he made me believe he was, doesn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You took me for a fool. You made me feel like one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We were together for 10 months and I didn't even know the real you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I didn't even know who the&amp;nbsp;fuck&amp;nbsp;you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You say you lied only because you're ashamed of yourself and you&amp;nbsp;think&amp;nbsp;that you're not good enough for me. And you're right, you're not good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I will never walk beside a liar. You will never measure up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You had the cheek to lie even to your friends. I know you did because I heard&amp;nbsp;their surprise when I told them that your shameful lil' secrets. I heard the smirks&amp;nbsp;and judgement in their laughter, and I echoed that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You are nothing when you can't even be truthful about yourself to your friends. You know you're not good enough, that's why you had to lie to bring yourself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I gave you TWO chances to own up. You apparently didn't take it too much to heart. Or you thought that I'd forgive you again. You thought wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I would have kept to my side of the bargain. I would have forgiven you for all the lies that you've told, if you'd came clean with me when I asked you to. Too bad.&amp;nbsp; I was serious when I said that it was your last chance; and that if I were to find out anymore of your lies, it would be over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You didn't take the safety lines thrown to you, you chose not to. Now that all the boats are gone, you're left to drown. And apart from yourself, you have nobody else to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I was a bloody fool to have spent time with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I was a fool to have chosen you over my ex-boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I was a fool to have gotten together with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And there's no making up for my stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You say you want to show me who you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You say you want to prove to me how sincerely sorry&amp;nbsp;you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You say you want to prove that you've changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Even if you do, so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;All that doesn't matter. Even your pitiful lil' life cannot atone for what you've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And please, I'm not being harsh, you're just so worthless. To me, you're worth next to nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If I thought I knew how it is like to hate someone before, I was wrong. I hate nothing more than I hate your lying and deceiving guts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-4891563663650201983?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/4891563663650201983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/liar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4891563663650201983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4891563663650201983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/liar.html' title='A LIAR'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-5464076971966647777</id><published>2011-07-13T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T01:41:36.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul pageant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer fest 2011'/><title type='text'>Beerfest 2011 and Soul pageant.</title><content type='html'>Apart from I'm glad I met new people and caught up with the old, I've nothing much to say about both events. So imma just let the pictures talk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8YcuzCnmkA/ThqYfmEJZ5I/AAAAAAAADTE/4xzpJTdqRno/s1600/268973_10150352603588626_707828625_9935189_1771769_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8YcuzCnmkA/ThqYfmEJZ5I/AAAAAAAADTE/4xzpJTdqRno/s320/268973_10150352603588626_707828625_9935189_1771769_n.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCAIiD3z9Cw/ThqYgGA-XkI/AAAAAAAADTI/4NaTNkmnLzk/s1600/270323_10150352603683626_707828625_9935190_4369075_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCAIiD3z9Cw/ThqYgGA-XkI/AAAAAAAADTI/4NaTNkmnLzk/s320/270323_10150352603683626_707828625_9935190_4369075_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMogus-EgXE/ThqYa0TNuNI/AAAAAAAADSw/W0Te5PzEpjE/s1600/262211_222756927758951_167705996597378_704210_1605034_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMogus-EgXE/ThqYa0TNuNI/AAAAAAAADSw/W0Te5PzEpjE/s320/262211_222756927758951_167705996597378_704210_1605034_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loYnDUFoN7M/ThqYdcF4OLI/AAAAAAAADTA/FT_iE3dGLYs/s1600/268676_222757184425592_167705996597378_704225_127023_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loYnDUFoN7M/ThqYdcF4OLI/AAAAAAAADTA/FT_iE3dGLYs/s320/268676_222757184425592_167705996597378_704225_127023_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc1PDnQ21Vg/ThqYcQJqZ7I/AAAAAAAADS4/ezRQM0_I-rs/s1600/264978_10150192441407714_328234382713_6854836_4463430_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc1PDnQ21Vg/ThqYcQJqZ7I/AAAAAAAADS4/ezRQM0_I-rs/s320/264978_10150192441407714_328234382713_6854836_4463430_n.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-5464076971966647777?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5464076971966647777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/beerfest-2011-and-soul-pageant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5464076971966647777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5464076971966647777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/07/beerfest-2011-and-soul-pageant.html' title='Beerfest 2011 and Soul pageant.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8YcuzCnmkA/ThqYfmEJZ5I/AAAAAAAADTE/4xzpJTdqRno/s72-c/268973_10150352603588626_707828625_9935189_1771769_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6809402425371758645</id><published>2011-06-04T01:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:26:30.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preorder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AP style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap clothes in Singapore'/><title type='text'>This entry is made under the influence of a drowse inducing medication</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I'm going to try to blog in the AP style! Hahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;I'll try, but I can't guarantee that imma get it all right. I mean, it's only been the ninth day since I'd been introduced to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who doesn't already know, I'm going to be starting a blogshop selling clothes! Not just random clothes from the supplier, but clothes only I'll buy. If I wouldn't get caught dead in it, I wouldn't sell it.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I get my site up and running, you can&amp;nbsp;view the latest collections either on my facebook page: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/missyfiona89"&gt;www.facebook.com/missyfiona89&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or on a temporary blogspot page: h&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href='http://missyfionafashion.blogspot.com/"&gt;ttp://missyfionafashion.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;preorder for my latest collection will end on the 17th of June, prices start from $8.90 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To order, you can email me at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href='mailto:missyfiona@hotmail.sg"&gt;missyfiona@hotmail.sg&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with the required information in the follow format:&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;Address:&lt;br /&gt;Contact:&lt;br /&gt;Item code(s):&lt;br /&gt;Registered or normal mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll then calculate the total and get back to you. &lt;br /&gt;Transfers then can be made to POSB savings 248-17750-0&lt;br /&gt;Orders will only be made AFTER you pay me in full. No $, no order. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;In the event that the item is out of stock, you can choose to replace it with another item or a full refund(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Profit mostly goes to my US shopping fund, which will commence at the end of the year. I'll be taking orders for COACH while I'm there, so stay tuned! 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This entry is more of an emergency update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the evening, I found out that my &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;email account has been hacked&lt;/span&gt; into, and the password had been changed. The likelihood of it being a technical error is slim so I'm chalking it up to the work of an unknown motherfucker component. So cheers douchebag, I hope "&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you die, ur mother die, ur father die, ur uncle auntie grandmother grandfather all also die&lt;/span&gt;". (classically quoted from a friend of mine). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, I'll be needing those who wants to keep in contact to add me back on msn. &lt;br /&gt;Here's new address: &lt;a href="mailto:missyfiona@hotmail.sg"&gt;missyfiona@hotmail.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PLEASE, for the love of God and all things cute and purple, I do NOT want to receive requests to connect because, "hi! i want to be ur friend!". There are various variations, but I suppose people with at least an average intellect will understand what I'm trying to say. &lt;br /&gt;But just in case, &lt;em&gt;ONLY&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;u&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/u&gt;" and "&lt;u&gt;Potential people whom I might end up working with&lt;/u&gt;" are welcomed to add me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading this. =)))&lt;br /&gt;I know I may not sound like it (or rather, read like it), but I'm actually very nice. To most people. Most of the time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-5618180275509491562?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5618180275509491562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-email-address.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5618180275509491562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5618180275509491562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-email-address.html' title='New email address.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3690893245706145983</id><published>2011-05-12T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T02:35:19.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I may bleed, but I'm never going to cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Way too long since I'd written something decent, personal or even remotely interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those whom may be impalpably interested in the events of my life, here's a vague update.&lt;br /&gt;School was out for the past month or so and I'm looking forward to the start of classes again. Though&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;ain't saying that school's been great. From certain aspects, maybe, but I'd unjustifiably flunked a module. Word has been that the particular lecturer&amp;nbsp;had been&amp;nbsp;petty and had&amp;nbsp;inappropriately flunked many previous students due to partial prejudice. Shabby excuses were given. &lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps, it's all a money making business gimmick. I wouldn't be surprised... &lt;br /&gt;$.$&lt;br /&gt;Just a word of advice though, practice meticulous discretion. One step out of line, when laced with evidence, can be very, very damaging to the reputation. Both as an individual and as an organization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precision. Thoroughness. Explicit. Practice. And the ability to wipe your ass clean, leaving no stench and the telltale irresistible urge to scratch.&lt;br /&gt;The perfect crime as&amp;nbsp;I see it. &lt;br /&gt;Motive? Dissatisfaction? Prejudice? We shall see. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni life aside, I've been writing for my aunt during my free time. Children books. &lt;br /&gt;Parents with young kids, your child may just be reading my works(:&amp;nbsp; Y'll just never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note, life isn't holding much for me right now. Nor has it been for quite awhile, a few months at least. Not that I'd been utterly miserable, but there probably&amp;nbsp;just isn't anything much to&amp;nbsp;keep me all perky and fresh.&lt;br /&gt;I probably should look back and ask myself why, but perhaps, deep down, I know what incited this... this&amp;nbsp;syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;Though if you were to ask me what heals, and if given a chance, would I turn back time and change things. I would probably say time, and no, I wouldn't. What has to be done, must be done, at one point or the other. Now, all that is&amp;nbsp;left to do, is to sit and wait it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and the events of it runs itself in a cycle. Through the beginning till the time it blossoms, until it slowly fades away. &lt;br /&gt;Blossom, some might say. I wouldn't put that way though, 'exploded' might be a better word for me. &lt;br /&gt;Thou shall let bygones be bygones. It will soon, sanguinely in the near future, begin to fade away. &lt;br /&gt;I have hope, without it, I have nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had just occurred to me that most of you would probably not read this. At least not till the end, not to this particular sentence which is the beginning&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;wrapping up of my entry. If you are though, and I know you personally, perhaps this lil' entry, or at least a segment of it, made a reference to who you are, and what you are or were to me. &lt;br /&gt;Do not misunderstand me, I'm relatively happy, I'm not as miserable as I may have portrayed myself to be. Perhaps it's just my hormones talking. I'd been grumpy the entire day. Nevertheless, this marks&amp;nbsp;one particular moment of my life. It's just another day in the month of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I sign off, I would like to share a song I heard earlier today that reminded me of happier times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XLA-Il_0Y-s" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I ♥ purple, butterflies, lilies and roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1287956977826816583?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1287956977826816583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-readers-friends-foes-and-alikes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1287956977826816583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1287956977826816583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-readers-friends-foes-and-alikes.html' title='What you may see is superficial, but things may go deeper than that.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XLA-Il_0Y-s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-2959088309816314495</id><published>2011-04-28T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:22:12.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th monthsary celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZEjFBkVSfU/TbBM8s-SNDI/AAAAAAAADNE/FXa7TPrMwE8/s1600/IMG_0470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZEjFBkVSfU/TbBM8s-SNDI/AAAAAAAADNE/FXa7TPrMwE8/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We stuffed ourselves silly with succulent cuts of meat on our 6th monthsary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I ate so much, I felt like I had trouble walking afterwards. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4zDXpZP8_E/TbBOT8E5wzI/AAAAAAAADNY/w_uylLswJZk/s1600/IMG_0487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4zDXpZP8_E/TbBOT8E5wzI/AAAAAAAADNY/w_uylLswJZk/s320/IMG_0487.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTG05Xg_8Zo/TbBOADlfVeI/AAAAAAAADNU/OaJpNK5cX7M/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTG05Xg_8Zo/TbBOADlfVeI/AAAAAAAADNU/OaJpNK5cX7M/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They even had roasted pineapples! It's freakin' awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Soft, sweet,warm. In my opinion, one of the best combinations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqbiA7rwwbE/TbBOmOF3LsI/AAAAAAAADNc/8phCX7RWbmc/s1600/IMG_0489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqbiA7rwwbE/TbBOmOF3LsI/AAAAAAAADNc/8phCX7RWbmc/s320/IMG_0489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sooo going back there for a meat overload soon... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DvhkUH8kpkg/TbBMoMSqY2I/AAAAAAAADNA/Q0GAK_VTvcw/s1600/IMG_0469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Valid Identification Required. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◙ Guys 18 &lt;br /&gt;Girls 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Management reserves right to refuse entry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO GET TO SOUL :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/travel/travel_id_6377/travel_site_13714/"&gt;http://www.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/travel/travel_id_6377/travel_site_13714/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3176373050357254913?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3176373050357254913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/04/invite-to-party-with-me-at-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3176373050357254913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3176373050357254913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/04/invite-to-party-with-me-at-soul.html' title='Invite to party with me at Soul EVERY THURSDAY!!!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-64TExmg8xfM/TZxTRKDUopI/AAAAAAAADMw/tjqBsxYxjjk/s72-c/211026_206674222685045_8228685_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1992087543273325817</id><published>2011-03-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:04:48.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Label O Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ADSC4JdzQEY/TZK5gUNpQII/AAAAAAAADMs/GLn14W77Ibo/s1600/fiona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ADSC4JdzQEY/TZK5gUNpQII/AAAAAAAADMs/GLn14W77Ibo/s320/fiona.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.labelolove.com/"&gt;http://www.labelolove.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.labelolove.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;www.labelolove.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.labelolove.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: cyan;"&gt;www.labelolove.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.labelolove.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;www.labelolove.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; 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The plan was to pick him up along with his luggages, give him his present, drop him off at the airport and to remain dry-eyed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePo7QTU6k8Y/TZKlh5OlwiI/AAAAAAAADMQ/z5EB6Ebt6mI/s1600/IMG_0439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePo7QTU6k8Y/TZKlh5OlwiI/AAAAAAAADMQ/z5EB6Ebt6mI/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V1ASH_nffzE/TZKlvIwT8xI/AAAAAAAADMU/ihyrJisM7G4/s1600/IMG_0440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V1ASH_nffzE/TZKlvIwT8xI/AAAAAAAADMU/ihyrJisM7G4/s320/IMG_0440.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I kept my cool, but I wouldnt say the same for the dudes. lol. Not that they bawled on me, but they did get a teensy weensy bit red in the eye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Or perhaps, they might then argue, it was a teensy weensy bit too dusty and grit got into their eyes. To that, I've got no comment. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last drive in the lil' red car...&lt;br /&gt;Bro was unusually quiet. Perhaps taking in and trying to imprint as much Singapore&amp;nbsp;as he could into&amp;nbsp;his mind.&lt;br /&gt;But relax, memories fade and new bonds will be made. Plus, it's only for 3 months...&lt;br /&gt;He'll be back - for 2 weeks before flying off for another 6 months. &lt;br /&gt;But that, will be another teary-eyed story. hehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rendevous with his family at the airport- not much drama there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbAqe7Vm9TI/TZKl_yhvXqI/AAAAAAAADMY/hG8xRH_5XWo/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbAqe7Vm9TI/TZKl_yhvXqI/AAAAAAAADMY/hG8xRH_5XWo/s320/IMG_0448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXftDGSe7D8/TZKmQKjfe3I/AAAAAAAADMc/BA_9a3fgkf0/s1600/IMG_0449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXftDGSe7D8/TZKmQKjfe3I/AAAAAAAADMc/BA_9a3fgkf0/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMykwTQRYB8/TZKmh8BCByI/AAAAAAAADMg/V5XafrRpIOI/s1600/IMG_0450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMykwTQRYB8/TZKmh8BCByI/AAAAAAAADMg/V5XafrRpIOI/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And after snapping a few photos with some not very genuine smiles, I gave up. It was time to board the plane anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, a last picture posed, and a last candid picture captured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nx86eUnlDks/TZKnAvDG8dI/AAAAAAAADMo/ZwoqV_G2LSQ/s1600/IMG_0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nx86eUnlDks/TZKnAvDG8dI/AAAAAAAADMo/ZwoqV_G2LSQ/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai8DZLOBpzw/TZKmxLtVG8I/AAAAAAAADMk/tgw8CuUdDhs/s1600/IMG_0452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai8DZLOBpzw/TZKmxLtVG8I/AAAAAAAADMk/tgw8CuUdDhs/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that the caption for this would be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"There are tons of words to be said and not enough time to say it all. But I believe that everything that has to be expressed is blatantly written all over. Much will be missed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-9088976314177930532?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/9088976314177930532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/03/sending-bro-off-to-myanmar-where-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/9088976314177930532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/9088976314177930532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/03/sending-bro-off-to-myanmar-where-he.html' title='Sending bro off to Myanmar, where he will be for 3 months.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePo7QTU6k8Y/TZKlh5OlwiI/AAAAAAAADMQ/z5EB6Ebt6mI/s72-c/IMG_0439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8715154704226009164</id><published>2011-03-13T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T09:10:15.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl friend shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couple shoot'/><title type='text'>Couple/girlfriend shoot. Credits: Patrick, Express-oh photography</title><content type='html'>I'd always wanted to do a couple shoot with baby and a proper one with sweets. Finally managed to while collaborating with Patrick.&lt;br /&gt;Two locations. The first was at Labrador park before it started to rain, the second was behind the ROM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NnikIHNgy1A/TXwYGBaosMI/AAAAAAAADMI/4_-GFY0s3eA/s1600/110222-180650-FC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NnikIHNgy1A/TXwYGBaosMI/AAAAAAAADMI/4_-GFY0s3eA/s320/110222-180650-FC.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Labrador Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-48V_FwPqntw/TXwXxqnJsbI/AAAAAAAADME/dqXTm440jSk/s1600/110222-180130-FP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-48V_FwPqntw/TXwXxqnJsbI/AAAAAAAADME/dqXTm440jSk/s320/110222-180130-FP.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the aid of a fog machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DoyRRMENgQs/TXwYJj_n6QI/AAAAAAAADMM/0jw8Dxc5ZJ8/s1600/110222-202344-8C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DoyRRMENgQs/TXwYJj_n6QI/AAAAAAAADMM/0jw8Dxc5ZJ8/s320/110222-202344-8C.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-8715154704226009164?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8715154704226009164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/03/couplegirlfriend-shoot-credits-patrick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8715154704226009164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8715154704226009164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/03/couplegirlfriend-shoot-credits-patrick.html' title='Couple/girlfriend shoot. Credits: Patrick, Express-oh photography'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NnikIHNgy1A/TXwYGBaosMI/AAAAAAAADMI/4_-GFY0s3eA/s72-c/110222-180650-FC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3218898817465559601</id><published>2011-02-28T05:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T05:42:13.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you were here.</title><content type='html'>Just so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3218898817465559601?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3218898817465559601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wish-you-were-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3218898817465559601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3218898817465559601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wish-you-were-here.html' title='I wish you were here.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-967966414679651592</id><published>2011-02-19T16:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T16:19:12.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='35 keong saik street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasta inc'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's day can go kiss my perky lil' ass.</title><content type='html'>How was your Valentine? &lt;br /&gt;Miserable because Cupid and Life&amp;nbsp;joined sides&amp;nbsp;and played a cruel trick on you, perhaps? &amp;gt;.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine's day was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine's day was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine's day was both awesome, and horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;It was awesome because I spent it with deardear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;It was horrible because nothing went right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;It was awesome because I love my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;It sucked because it totally sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;/color&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. &lt;br /&gt;The pictures will&amp;nbsp;not show why Valentine's day went horribly wrong, nor will it show how much it screwed up both mine and bb's moods for Valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the day was pretty awesome though.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend came to pick me up&amp;nbsp;for school and gave me a cute lil' bouquet of flowers with roses and baby sunflowers.&lt;br /&gt;In class, Cat gave me this lovely heart shaped necklace and I got her this adorable rolly-polly piggy toy.&lt;br /&gt;Then for dinner, boyfriend brought me to a cosy lil' Italian restaurant with soothing music and dimmed lights.&lt;br /&gt;I was to have beef and he was to have cod fish, we opened a bottle of nice wine while waiting to be served our food. That's when the horror of it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front of this romantic and classy restaurant is a deceitful bitch, a facade, a phony pretense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasta Inc,&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;nbsp; 35&amp;nbsp; Keong Saik Street&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for 90mins for the first two dishes to be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was my supposed favourite, lobster bisque- it tastes like the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that it is awesomely fresh, I'm merely saying that it's fucking mad salty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second was some minced beef pasta thing- the pasta was not evenly cooked, some parts were way harder than the rest. The minced beef? It's comparable to merlot, just that it's not wine. It was so damned fucking dry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M18s39wTEb8/TV9jSe2XgGI/AAAAAAAADL0/RwsB8EpROBc/s1600/vday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M18s39wTEb8/TV9jSe2XgGI/AAAAAAAADL0/RwsB8EpROBc/s320/vday.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far, so bad.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently my mood was all sour by the time the main course arrived. &lt;br /&gt;One bite. One bite was all I took.﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;I was not asked how I wanted my beef to be done (?!!!) ﻿- I mean, even when I ate at Astons in a coffeeshop, I was always, ALWAYS, asked how I wanted my meat to be done. &lt;br /&gt;It had arrived tasting like it has been well done. &lt;br /&gt;That &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; was so dry, so horribly dry that perhaps it would be no difference chewing on flavoured cotton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here! At this seemingly classy place, I was not asked how I wanted my beef! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This&amp;nbsp;furtive lil' place with the cheek to call itself a restaurant! Charging like it does with the&amp;nbsp;treacherous hogwash it pulls off to claim as food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkgFJGQJkzQ/TV9jcHaAyKI/AAAAAAAADL8/vk4sXYHPjzI/s1600/vday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkgFJGQJkzQ/TV9jcHaAyKI/AAAAAAAADL8/vk4sXYHPjzI/s320/vday3.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wine, the only thing fit to be consumed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oh, and did I mention that it took them nearly 2 hours to serve the first 3 dishes? &lt;br /&gt;So, by the time I decided that nothing good was ever going to be served and that I do not want to waste another minute of my Valentine's there, it was already too late to go anywhere else decent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUvjrZZoJxE/TV9jUOr098I/AAAAAAAADL4/G1GxudBCE4k/s1600/vday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUvjrZZoJxE/TV9jUOr098I/AAAAAAAADL4/G1GxudBCE4k/s320/vday2.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;That meant, I went without dinner on Valentine's day. Or if you insist, a vile, abhorrent and wretched imitation of a horribly made meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I mean, I would have getting alot of nutrition if we actually went to a hawker centre (no baby, I'm not encouraging you to bring me to one the next time).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JvVU5F6uiI/TV9jcrAT2qI/AAAAAAAADMA/HcNNnh7l7pg/s1600/vday4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JvVU5F6uiI/TV9jcrAT2qI/AAAAAAAADMA/HcNNnh7l7pg/s320/vday4.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Right, so we went off. Screw everything else that was due to be served. I simply was not going to waste another second of my first Valentine's with my boyfriend there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;That's not the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Swts and gene were around the area so we decided to get together for ice-cream. At Swensens, Cineleisure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Swensens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Boyfriend bought me a couple ring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Boyfriend wanted to give me the ring in a romantic way- supposedly anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Boyfriend decided that outside Cineleisure's not the right place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Boyfriend suggested that we head to the lounge in Hotel Intercontinental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I suppose that would be better. I suppose that it would make a more conducive place for him to present me my ring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Suitable atmosphere. Right amount and right type of audience. Y'know, criterias of the like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What could happen right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Right. The lounge was closed for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Whoopee-whiipee doo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, all in all, it boils down to 3 things I blame my fall of the Valentine's on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;1. The serious lack of planning and effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;2. I did not stick to the philosophy of,&amp;nbsp;'if I want something to be done right, I'll do it myself'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;3. Pasta Inc. As bad as the planning was, it was made worse by this foul and sickening place.&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/2064329256405021280-967966414679651592?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/967966414679651592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-and-bad-valentines-day-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/967966414679651592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/967966414679651592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-and-bad-valentines-day-2011.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s day can go kiss my perky lil&apos; ass.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M18s39wTEb8/TV9jSe2XgGI/AAAAAAAADL0/RwsB8EpROBc/s72-c/vday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-5625586569675613698</id><published>2011-02-13T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T02:31:46.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a long while since I fell sick with a fever, and I sense that this would not be a forgiving feat. I hope I'll be able to pull through till Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-5625586569675613698?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5625586569675613698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-has-been-long-while-since-i-fell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5625586569675613698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5625586569675613698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-has-been-long-while-since-i-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7790171081530439381</id><published>2011-02-01T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:56:44.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZTNFfaZDB1Y" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7790171081530439381?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7790171081530439381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-this-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7790171081530439381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7790171081530439381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-this-song.html' title='I love this song(:'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZTNFfaZDB1Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6949716325147930625</id><published>2011-02-01T13:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T15:07:39.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To whomever, you need a life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello motherfucking douche bag who deleted most of my blog entries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may have erased those posts in hopes that you'll be able to antagonize me by ridding me of the photos and memories of particular event(s). Or you could have been enticed by the idea of merely irritating me and causing me just a lil' inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;Just for that, whoever you may be, I wish you the worst year ahead, and may the year ahead harbour several of the most unfortunate events for you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;missy&lt;strong&gt;FIONA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your intention is the former of the two assumed, I can safely assure you disappointment. You may have deleted the entries, but you could hardly access the files in my hard disc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568602356021263554" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUemVs4M_MI/AAAAAAAADKc/fNRoWsj_ZsA/s400/167613_488223112373_674572373_6221080_7173212_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 377px;" /&gt;Files such as pictures from the day my boyfriend asked me to be his girlfriend in this most romantic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568602366599882434" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUemWUSV5sI/AAAAAAAADKs/Mnx2E4D2ZFg/s400/67287_448742311500_613516500_5894263_4574839_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 298px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568611291741733874" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUeud1B-w_I/AAAAAAAADLE/erY2H63pquM/s400/75735_448742341500_613516500_5894264_608012_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;Like when we celebrated Halloween in Night Safari with swts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568610669286807042" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUet5mNKVgI/AAAAAAAADK0/xGcaK6zxX74/s400/IMG_0389.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;On Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568602345428549938" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUemVFatATI/AAAAAAAADKM/JO5NQCdzf9U/s400/33808_176132262408203_100000342920755_480455_5137719_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 239px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568602352538768482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUemVf56VGI/AAAAAAAADKU/WuPHXxUth1w/s400/63667_176132039074892_100000342920755_480454_1519174_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 239px;" /&gt;Partying and drinks with the loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568602357318303522" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUemVxtcPyI/AAAAAAAADKk/T664qitiN60/s400/61199_155083644513065_100000342920755_361634_4228151_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 239px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568610673245143058" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUet5085wBI/AAAAAAAADK8/ZUngAOOEhpc/s400/61726_155084217846341_100000342920755_361678_8132765_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 239px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or during our dating days and spent Mid Autumn festival with two of my closest gfs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you efforts had been in vain, but of course I don't mean it. So why don't you run along now and find something more productive to invest your worthless time in? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;pitifool pitifool lil' you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/2064329256405021280-6949716325147930625?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6949716325147930625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-whomever-you-need-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6949716325147930625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6949716325147930625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-whomever-you-need-life.html' title='To whomever, you need a life.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TUemVs4M_MI/AAAAAAAADKc/fNRoWsj_ZsA/s72-c/167613_488223112373_674572373_6221080_7173212_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6295064397514963452</id><published>2011-01-18T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T01:36:03.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THERE!! I'm done with my examinations!&lt;br /&gt;- That's until the next term, of course.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm done I'm done I'm done! And for nearly a month, I do not have to worry about classes, projects, assignments and papers!&lt;br /&gt;Yessahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna head into M'sia for another trip with the same people before CNY to get the final check on our nails and hair. They did such an awesome job on my toes, Imma get my nails done too!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have your own transport, you're welcome to join too! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6295064397514963452?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6295064397514963452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-im-done-with-my-examinations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6295064397514963452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6295064397514963452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-im-done-with-my-examinations.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3930660236527034636</id><published>2011-01-07T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T04:08:07.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging in bed.</title><content type='html'>It's 4am and I'm just done wrapping up my post assignment for advertising planning and management. Exam and deadline's this Saturday. After which, I have a week to prepare for another examination and finish up yet again another assignment for PR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been good, classmates are mostly awesome, and the workload gives me a good mental workout. Hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take a day or two off after my exam before I get started with my PR assignment though. Swts and I are probably going to head into Malaysia after my paper on sat for some retail and food therapy with bb and gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've 2 weeks of holidays after my PR examination. A week for fun and the other's gonna get eaten up by the upcoming CNY. &lt;br /&gt;Time to do some shopping. I'm hoping sth on Malaysia will catch my eye. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a mock-up to work on tomorrow. Better off head to bed. &lt;br /&gt;Good night readers and friends(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3930660236527034636?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3930660236527034636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/01/blogging-in-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3930660236527034636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3930660236527034636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2011/01/blogging-in-bed.html' title='Blogging in bed.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1828125412620365787</id><published>2010-12-26T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T16:16:58.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Advertising module. &lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;PR module.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Christmas. &lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deardear's 29th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Advertising examination.&lt;br /&gt;TP.&lt;br /&gt;PR examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temporary relief on &lt;strong&gt;16th January&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1828125412620365787?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1828125412620365787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/12/advertising-module.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1828125412620365787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1828125412620365787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/12/advertising-module.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-152160263391667751</id><published>2010-11-15T04:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T04:09:10.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/missyFIONA" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/missyFIONA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-152160263391667751?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/152160263391667751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/11/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/152160263391667751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/152160263391667751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/11/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-5865298374919760744</id><published>2010-11-07T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:34:19.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underwater shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='express-oh photography'/><title type='text'>Underwater shoot with Express-Oh photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TNWRPNTxbXI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/D2iAtH--q4A/s1600/76429_455450612398_42725732398_5794176_5369800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536491007378550130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TNWRPNTxbXI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/D2iAtH--q4A/s400/76429_455450612398_42725732398_5794176_5369800_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2064329256405021280-5865298374919760744?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5865298374919760744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/11/underwater-shoot-with-express-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5865298374919760744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5865298374919760744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/11/underwater-shoot-with-express-oh.html' title='Underwater shoot with Express-Oh photography'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TNWRPNTxbXI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/D2iAtH--q4A/s72-c/76429_455450612398_42725732398_5794176_5369800_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-76588833220685093</id><published>2010-10-26T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:00:55.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 21.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To those whom I'd invited to my 21st birthday celebration, please check and RSVP on FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532230656191444146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TMZueIXRNLI/AAAAAAAAC-I/0ce8iON9GNU/s400/who+is+coming+to+my+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-76588833220685093?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/76588833220685093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/10/turning-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/76588833220685093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/76588833220685093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/10/turning-21.html' title='Turning 21.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TMZueIXRNLI/AAAAAAAAC-I/0ce8iON9GNU/s72-c/who+is+coming+to+my+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7474737091986584759</id><published>2010-10-16T15:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T15:34:06.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simply intimate halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missy fiona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween costume'/><title type='text'>Simply Intimate's Halloween Collection!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween's coming up and I recommend Simply Intimate's Halloween collection to play and spice things up!&lt;br /&gt;Mix and match! Create your own costumes completed with accessories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplyintimate.com.sg/lingerie_hallo10_04.html"&gt;http://www.simplyintimate.com.sg/lingerie_hallo10_04.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplyintimate.com.sg/lingerie_hallo10_04.html"&gt;http://www.simplyintimate.com.sg/lingerie_hallo10_04.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplyintimate.com.sg/lingerie_hallo10_04.html"&gt;http://www.simplyintimate.com.sg/lingerie_hallo10_04.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally love bunny and cat costumes! Cliche, but they're just so simply adorable!&lt;br /&gt;The cutting is flattering(conceals ur halloween dinner tummy) and the stretchy high gloss material is breathable and lightweight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See see! You can hardly see my ginormous (gigantic+enormous) tummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528537469615011922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPiYPW-FI/AAAAAAAAC8U/7-oY1OHqiB0/s400/69147_440146642373_674572373_5469296_4919003_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And this, is my favourite set! Anybody wanna get it for me? hahha.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same dress, just that this comes with adorable fluffy white fur trim, completed with bunny ears, choker and a cutesy round fur ball for a bunny tail!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want I want!! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528537475804199506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPivS-elI/AAAAAAAAC8s/AqdXM73RvVg/s400/72162_153945971309741_112160445488294_223324_2856642_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;And if you prefer a two-piece where you can recycle them and use them for other occassions, check out their super flattering corsets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528537472429773282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPiiuc0eI/AAAAAAAAC8k/MbWbT6b-878/s400/rabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from bunnies and cats, they have their devil/angel sets too! &lt;div&gt;Comes with devil headband, tail, wings and pitchfork! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPjBS7liI/AAAAAAAAC80/DjSsavqGLjU/s1600/66296_153948087976196_112160445488294_223328_6400686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528537480635848226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPjBS7liI/AAAAAAAAC80/DjSsavqGLjU/s400/66296_153948087976196_112160445488294_223328_6400686_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528538292038423810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlQSQAYVQI/AAAAAAAAC9c/3Su8qnivvgs/s400/68926_154169397954065_112160445488294_224109_803190_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo halo halo~~ &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528538284151517714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlQRyn_shI/AAAAAAAAC9M/M9tOiI7yfkk/s400/66296_153948094642862_112160445488294_223330_4178809_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch! Ahahha! I remember some douche bag calling me a witch on my tagboard sometime back. There, I can be one. Probably a much cuter one than you'll ever gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sticks out tongue and scrunches up face. So there! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPiT3Fz6I/AAAAAAAAC8c/PzAK80192AU/s1600/69472_154169294620742_112160445488294_224101_1531624_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528537468439482274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPiT3Fz6I/AAAAAAAAC8c/PzAK80192AU/s400/69472_154169294620742_112160445488294_224101_1531624_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who has a thing for cutesy bugs, here goes. I present you me, as a lady bug and as a bee, completed with feelers, wand and wings! hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlQR6LG66I/AAAAAAAAC9E/yqj8oZtrbbg/s1600/68926_154169384620733_112160445488294_224105_3070044_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528538286177840034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlQR6LG66I/AAAAAAAAC9E/yqj8oZtrbbg/s400/68926_154169384620733_112160445488294_224105_3070044_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlQRmggY3I/AAAAAAAAC88/vm9GfpNVl8Q/s1600/68926_154169381287400_112160445488294_224104_7521817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528538280898880370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlQRmggY3I/AAAAAAAAC88/vm9GfpNVl8Q/s400/68926_154169381287400_112160445488294_224104_7521817_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7474737091986584759?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7474737091986584759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/10/simply-intimates-halloween-collection.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7474737091986584759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7474737091986584759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/10/simply-intimates-halloween-collection.html' title='Simply Intimate&apos;s Halloween Collection!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLlPiYPW-FI/AAAAAAAAC8U/7-oY1OHqiB0/s72-c/69147_440146642373_674572373_5469296_4919003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3984880500693054020</id><published>2010-10-13T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T01:12:18.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun with moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tofu cheesecake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waraku'/><title type='text'>Dindin with my bestie(:</title><content type='html'>It'd been months since I last saw Claud and I missed her soo much! Finally met up with her last week for dinner @ The Central, Waraku. Food was kinda horrible, totally not worth the money spent. If I ever go back, I'll make a mental note to steer clear of their ramen.&lt;br /&gt;*makes a disgusted expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted dessert but werent counting on Waraku to have anything good, so we headed down to Sun with Moon for wine and our favourite tofu cheesecake(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLSUJY9KHgI/AAAAAAAAC7k/rCkGY94Piv4/s1600/65378_441492950748_691590748_5398371_169093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527205531729141250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLSUJY9KHgI/AAAAAAAAC7k/rCkGY94Piv4/s400/65378_441492950748_691590748_5398371_169093_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527205511331521090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLSUIM9_IkI/AAAAAAAAC7U/LmPF2WIOAC0/s400/34723_441493005748_691590748_5398374_4935277_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527205496117713202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLSUHUSu2TI/AAAAAAAAC7E/cruYS0kVd_M/s400/33695_441492880748_691590748_5398367_6984647_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our tofu cheesecakes came with tiny paper cranes.&lt;br /&gt;Pink for her and purple for me!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527205506340743330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLSUH6YF6KI/AAAAAAAAC7M/d-21InXzFeo/s400/33720_441493080748_691590748_5398378_4649332_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think we look adorably sweet together in this photo with our paper cranes kissing((:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527205517059353570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLSUIiTm6-I/AAAAAAAAC7c/uKteyWSoYgk/s400/59610_441493105748_691590748_5398380_2051657_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I promise we'll meet up again soon! Dimsum the next time!&lt;br /&gt;Loves! ♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3984880500693054020?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3984880500693054020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/10/dindin-with-my-bestie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3984880500693054020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3984880500693054020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/10/dindin-with-my-bestie.html' title='Dindin with my bestie(:'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TLSUJY9KHgI/AAAAAAAAC7k/rCkGY94Piv4/s72-c/65378_441492950748_691590748_5398371_169093_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-2466229287826886155</id><published>2010-09-30T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:35:34.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile, and life has picked itself up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522560246310617682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTSMQJwlI/AAAAAAAAC6s/0Za3dlGX-QA/s400/34690_155083994513030_100000342920755_361663_2835474_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522560239145047570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTRxjv1hI/AAAAAAAAC6k/rqs1yXZb3-M/s400/33608_155083871179709_100000342920755_361647_5113508_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTSUrg_II/AAAAAAAAC68/SNn0xlwEMTg/s1600/61726_155084241179672_100000342920755_361685_5717772_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522560248572869762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTSUrg_II/AAAAAAAAC68/SNn0xlwEMTg/s400/61726_155084241179672_100000342920755_361685_5717772_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTSSYh3zI/AAAAAAAAC60/IjwaPLOkzVg/s1600/61199_155083641179732_100000342920755_361633_574961_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522560247956365106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTSSYh3zI/AAAAAAAAC60/IjwaPLOkzVg/s400/61199_155083641179732_100000342920755_361633_574961_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be just fine(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTRxi84NI/AAAAAAAAC6c/pk3HThi3N50/s1600/63047_431251012373_674572373_5299440_5295573_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522560239141707986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTRxi84NI/AAAAAAAAC6c/pk3HThi3N50/s400/63047_431251012373_674572373_5299440_5295573_n.jpg" 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/2064329256405021280-2466229287826886155?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/2466229287826886155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-awhile-and-life-has-picked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2466229287826886155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2466229287826886155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-awhile-and-life-has-picked.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile, and life has picked itself up.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TKQTSMQJwlI/AAAAAAAAC6s/0Za3dlGX-QA/s72-c/34690_155083994513030_100000342920755_361663_2835474_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-2529436507671433308</id><published>2010-09-16T23:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T00:14:50.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To: the sorry soul who apparently has nothing else better to do in life than to keep himself entertained with cheap thrills</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To&lt;/strong&gt;: the sorry soul who apparently has nothing productive to do in life than to keep himself entertained with cheap thrills, by giving out my number on IRC. (IRC!? seriously!? LOL! I thought bs like these stays among the yet-to-grow-up secondary school league. Perhaps your age has wayyyy outgrown ur mental capabilities.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that the particular loser will see this. I mean, apparently he or she habours strong feelings for me. Hate, jealousy, adoration, obsession or otherwise. Anw, if trouble is what you scout, bring it to my face. Unless of course you'll rather be categorized as a wimp, pegged as a pussy, choosing to hide behind the facade of virtuality and screen names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case this is all too complex for you, it all summarizes as "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hamji ah? li wu ji jiu lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;missyFIONA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel sorry for your parents. Just imagining having an offspring like you is sufficient to make anyone feel sick! But there's no doubt that your child will grow up to be just like you, a sorry case. You lucky bastard(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-2529436507671433308?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/2529436507671433308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-sorry-soul-who-apparently-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2529436507671433308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2529436507671433308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-sorry-soul-who-apparently-has.html' title='To: the sorry soul who apparently has nothing else better to do in life than to keep himself entertained with cheap thrills'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-4119141827144372460</id><published>2010-09-16T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:57:52.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cei1TFaSihw?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" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-4693661335858206184</id><published>2010-08-27T21:58:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:12:23.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partayyeeeee~~</title><content type='html'>There are 4 things I would like to point out before launching into this mundane entry about a night out partying with my loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. It has been a long while since I last went clubbing and it has also been a long while since I last published a decent entry.&lt;br /&gt;2. I realize that I frequently start my entries out by saying something along those lines (see 1.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. There isn't really anything substantial for me to blog about other than partying- not that my nights out are anything awfully interesting.&lt;br /&gt;4. School's starting tomorrow. That's right, the first day of school, on a Saturday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clubbing @ Dbl O!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrap dresses always make me look damn round when I take pictures sideways!&lt;br /&gt;Literally rollypolly-round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510089512473450706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfFN8eV2NI/AAAAAAAAC3s/gURlqr2n-jQ/s400/41087_10150266703385105_765850104_14233169_5648704_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's Gabby, Jy and I!&lt;br /&gt;Was immensely glad that she decided to join us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510089477928186226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfFL7yG8XI/AAAAAAAAC3U/CUdekAQ4QPI/s400/45077_10150266715925105_765850104_14233516_271984_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, Gabby's boyfriend, Mr Tan, was also present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not it!&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into Steph and Fiona!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510089484299840322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfFMThOq0I/AAAAAAAAC3c/Re3cjb1eakc/s400/44452_10150266703390105_765850104_14233170_7005355_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's Steph and two Fionas! hahha.&lt;br /&gt;It was only the 2nd time I met Fiona, but we got on really well(: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510089500872321762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfFNRQaquI/AAAAAAAAC3k/1c-RIZzGPTk/s400/44452_10150266703365105_765850104_14233165_4250039_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alternating between two tables filled with alcohol, it is pretty safe to say that we danced wild that night. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510089700947836034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfFY6mIvII/AAAAAAAAC30/_hz2tG0rm2E/s400/41038_10150266702900105_765850104_14233159_234916_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510514912261614754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THlIHeLYrKI/AAAAAAAAC5M/oDdyocCKu4I/s400/47827_427030605918_664005918_5476041_1928200_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I suppose we'll all get our asses down to the clubs again when I get settled down in school and familiarize my body clock according to the timetable.&lt;br /&gt;Though I dont see how that is possible when each module is due to complete in 9 days. That'll just mean that I'll be a brand new timetable almost every 1.5weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you're one of those who, although reads my blog, dont know what and where I'm gonna continue my studies, I'm taking my Bachelor in Arts, Liberal Studies- Mass Communications in MDIS (OCU). That sounds pretty long doesn't it? So to summarize it, I'm taking my Degree in Mass Communications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I've already mentioned, school's starting tomorrow- in approximately 11 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be meeting a class full of new people. People whom I'm going to spend the next 1.5years with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that they'll be as nice as my previous MDIS classmates!^^ (or nicer. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510093477008324594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfI0thHN_I/AAAAAAAAC4c/mEbLAWpHbok/s400/160807887l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510093471607450418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfI0ZZcazI/AAAAAAAAC4U/RXNOfhvj4EA/s400/S6000671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BBQ birthday celebrations...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510093467562330130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfI0KVAyBI/AAAAAAAAC4M/C0UJdfRHVns/s400/Pikcha(943).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Take random pictures in the toilet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfIzzM5HNI/AAAAAAAAC4E/AM4vCeivbwU/s1600/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510093461354257618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfIzzM5HNI/AAAAAAAAC4E/AM4vCeivbwU/s400/DSC00707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take more random pictures while walking to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfIzIUUz3I/AAAAAAAAC38/0rnKcub8lRA/s1600/img060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510093449842708338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfIzIUUz3I/AAAAAAAAC38/0rnKcub8lRA/s400/img060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take ol' school break-the-neoprint-machine neoprints. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510104265160651250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfSoqhD8fI/AAAAAAAAC4s/dz42V16JmPU/s400/hari+raya+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And have yearly Hari Raya visiting gatherings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy this seemingly exhausting long decent post as much as I did drafting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to head to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;But just before I do so, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I would like to thank my bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for waking up early today to accompany me for mac breakfast which I'd been craving for for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my love(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-4693661335858206184?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/4693661335858206184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/partayyeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4693661335858206184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4693661335858206184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/partayyeeeee.html' title='Partayyeeeee~~'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/THfFN8eV2NI/AAAAAAAAC3s/gURlqr2n-jQ/s72-c/41087_10150266703385105_765850104_14233169_5648704_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3385153909408445540</id><published>2010-08-20T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T01:41:52.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Ughhhhhhhhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I've been ill for over a week!!&lt;br /&gt;Fever for 4 days since last Thursday, and cough since the fever subsided. Ughhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, I think I feel the fever coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Just be gone before I start sch on the 28th of august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the blasted headache I'm experiencing now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3385153909408445540?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3385153909408445540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3385153909408445540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3385153909408445540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8373604024883169478</id><published>2010-08-14T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:05:41.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suana and steam with Linnet(:</title><content type='html'>Sunday, Linnet came over to my condo.&lt;br /&gt;Tanned, swam, steamed and suana-ed.&lt;br /&gt;Damn awesome, shall do it with her again soon!(:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TGZUdgncMxI/AAAAAAAAC3E/er956gp2p7A/s1600/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505180460455310098" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TGZUdgncMxI/AAAAAAAAC3E/er956gp2p7A/s400/DSC00988.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 226px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-8373604024883169478?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8373604024883169478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-deeds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8373604024883169478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8373604024883169478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-deeds.html' title='Suana and steam with Linnet(:'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TGZUdgncMxI/AAAAAAAAC3E/er956gp2p7A/s72-c/DSC00988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7455779204311826970</id><published>2010-08-06T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:21:26.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Custom made boyfriends, take them apart and reassemble them! Satisfaction guaranteed.</title><content type='html'>Look at the title, wouldn't it be simply amazing? If anybody's gonna manufacture those, I demand royalty. AND a lifetime's worth of interchangeable custom made boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love R. This is just something random my bestie and I were talking about over MSN.&lt;br /&gt;But just imagine, how wonderful it will be.. Made to measure boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps their advertisement should go like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake has the looks and the cash, Leslie is faithful and meticulous, Greg has a great body with to die for abs, Nick cooks well and does the housework, Roland drives an awesome car and Simon gives in to you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;But each with their own fatal flaws. Womanizers, free loaders, broke chaps, uneducated fucks, chauvinist pigs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with the latest ^&amp;amp;*%$ technology, you can tear them apart and reassemble them- anyway you want! Just like lego, play dough and silly putty.&lt;br /&gt;No more heartaches. No need for maids and chauffeurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy 5 and get 2 free!&lt;br /&gt;One for everyday of the week without the jealousy and competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made to measure boyfriend is all you need! Visit us and buy now at the awesome introductory price of $9.90!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhhahhahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7455779204311826970?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7455779204311826970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/custom-made-boyfriends-take-them-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7455779204311826970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7455779204311826970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/custom-made-boyfriends-take-them-apart.html' title='Custom made boyfriends, take them apart and reassemble them! Satisfaction guaranteed.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1947591344583356928</id><published>2010-08-02T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:00:34.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life has been...</title><content type='html'>I haven't been updating with a decent post. So here's an effort.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been relatively bearable... And time has been mostly occupied by friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Saturdays ago, it was to the clubs with sweets!&lt;br /&gt;Clubs, literally.&lt;br /&gt;But first, preparation at her place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495822058543234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvzqpR2II/AAAAAAAAC1g/eQaIsh6Jsfg/s400/38185_411694732373_674572373_4811644_48926_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her mummy helped us take the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvzKwfwoI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/i_NDSjyCyrQ/s1600/38185_411694722373_674572373_4811642_5139651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495813498880642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvzKwfwoI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/i_NDSjyCyrQ/s400/38185_411694722373_674572373_4811642_5139651_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same hairstyle! hahha. Nice right~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495817238703362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvzYsI7QI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/RF5XRqxnjH0/s400/38185_411694727373_674572373_4811643_6046224_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cabbed down Dbl O, but just as we were outside Dbl O, we bumped into her friends who were going down to PH. So we ditched the idea of clubbing at Dbl O and joined em.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed down to St James.&lt;br /&gt;The queue at PH was horrendous, so we ended up at Boiler.&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad place. Would actually prefer it to Lunar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495823639238946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvzwiJWSI/AAAAAAAAC1o/bSO99H5AKQo/s400/38247_411687987373_674572373_4811355_1891201_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, it was drinks with R, J and Shawn @ Spyders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvU28McjI/AAAAAAAAC04/mIoYAKDSkZI/s1600/38691_459062960169_701805169_6937439_6339101_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495292783161906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvU28McjI/AAAAAAAAC04/mIoYAKDSkZI/s400/38691_459062960169_701805169_6937439_6339101_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvUudAVYI/AAAAAAAAC0w/zhdsUgCL2EM/s1600/38691_459062940169_701805169_6937435_7484042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495290504861058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvUudAVYI/AAAAAAAAC0w/zhdsUgCL2EM/s400/38691_459062940169_701805169_6937435_7484042_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiong, the owner of Spyders got me to sing with him! hahha.&lt;br /&gt;So here's a picture of my very round face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495296703665570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvVFi6laI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Cl0dulBZXug/s400/39351_459063160169_701805169_6937444_7741708_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1947591344583356928?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1947591344583356928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-has-been.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1947591344583356928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1947591344583356928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-has-been.html' title='Life has been...'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TFWvzqpR2II/AAAAAAAAC1g/eQaIsh6Jsfg/s72-c/38185_411694732373_674572373_4811644_48926_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-362545600237977002</id><published>2010-07-25T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:10:42.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497850965113133970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TExKUuubW5I/AAAAAAAAC0I/OFBicvF0a-I/s400/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497851065564499122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TExKak75jLI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/hkUgiXGjq9Y/s400/blonde+alice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-362545600237977002?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/362545600237977002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/362545600237977002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/362545600237977002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-things.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TExKUuubW5I/AAAAAAAAC0I/OFBicvF0a-I/s72-c/GetAttachment2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3224217506037023348</id><published>2010-07-19T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:32:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wow" doesn't even cover half of it.</title><content type='html'>Nearly once every 3months, I'll come across news that one of my friends are married or getting married.&lt;br /&gt;'Friends', are probably too generalized though. Afterall, friends of mine comes in all ages.&lt;br /&gt;What I really meant was peers and juniors.&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't already know, I'm only 21 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 years into life.&lt;br /&gt;At 16, we graduated from secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;And at 19, we got our diplomas and advance dips.&lt;br /&gt;Give or take a lil', it's only about time to start obtaining our degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't hasn't been mapped out.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, nearly everybody's getting married.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It is as if to emphasize my point, the last two people on my msn list who just signed in are married. One my age, the other a year younger.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what's the rush?&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about those knocked up, but rather those who got married because they're in LOVE~~&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't believe in love, I sure do. I mean, I do love my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;But to get married at such a young age just because I'm in love? To hell I sure wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;21 is too young. &lt;em&gt;I would think 23 is just about right&lt;/em&gt;, but 19?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be wrong, but who can blame me from being skeptical?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen one too many examples of men turning 180degs after marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all seemed like the perfect boyfriends, we all thought they were. Sensitive, faithful, meticulous, pampering... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then everything changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I see my girlfriends abused, neglected and forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men, as decent as they may seem to be, they'll never stay the same after marriage. (As concluded from the experiences my friends have had.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So until you prove me wrong baby, I would believe that marriage is depict like this: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496001959346757858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TEW4qbe24OI/AAAAAAAACzQ/SEn86u_IEug/s400/who+is+coming+to+my+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3224217506037023348?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3224217506037023348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/peers-and-juniors-getting-married-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3224217506037023348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3224217506037023348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/peers-and-juniors-getting-married-wow.html' title='&quot;Wow&quot; doesn&apos;t even cover half of it.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TEW4qbe24OI/AAAAAAAACzQ/SEn86u_IEug/s72-c/who+is+coming+to+my+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-207111494519328264</id><published>2010-07-14T00:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:46:50.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice in the wonderland and Wednesday Adams themed shoot with LambandMoo @ DSstudioLab</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I had a shoot themed &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Al&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ce from Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;esday Adams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with LambandMoo @ DSstudioLab!!&lt;br /&gt;It was like my comeback shoot from the long break I took from modeling.haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428781391074530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUXwm41OI/AAAAAAAACxo/u40_6yxoYQk/s400/37537_1434367032313_1627070523_1040166_4224794_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Furbe! My fabulous makeup artist who did all my makeup and effects!!&lt;br /&gt;Great work and attitude! Very friendly too! *thumbs up!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493430607971741186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyWCFJp7gI/AAAAAAAACzA/dS6BPW9tejE/s400/34361_10150222733445104_862180103_13334376_2298069_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linnet was curious about how photoshoots were like, so I brought her along!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428803276173842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUZCIs8hI/AAAAAAAACyA/nzek3g-nuzk/s400/34361_10150222733435104_862180103_13334374_3515427_n2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429183097868274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUvJFQD_I/AAAAAAAACy4/5Gll6tNtqf0/s400/36843_10150222729895104_862180103_13334286_5033030_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alice in the Wonderland (before I supposedly went all bonkers and suicidal)&lt;br /&gt;So! How do I look as a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;? hahahahaaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonkers and suicidal are just words without blood.&lt;br /&gt;So I had my wrist slashed. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428812463171346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUZkXDZxI/AAAAAAAACyI/Qq_gV1-kVt0/s400/35233_406897837373_674572373_4687917_8275868_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nice isn't it? he&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUqHfwKVI/AAAAAAAACyw/2gdWauIGpos/s1600/36843_10150222729890104_862180103_13334285_5706885_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428790794546130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUYTo2a9I/AAAAAAAACxw/hlYsuMxmnYE/s400/37537_1434367112315_1627070523_1040168_4574528_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429078737853682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUpET4nPI/AAAAAAAACyY/WMB1zxDrecI/s400/36411_10150222731875104_862180103_13334340_7386406_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I remember mobile uploading it on fb and getting calls from my anxious gfs. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429083871450482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUpXb1FXI/AAAAAAAACyg/Txvo1fMcHkk/s400/36411_10150222731870104_862180103_13334339_6152689_n4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUYyZVmAI/AAAAAAAACx4/M_bN5GFMuGU/s1600/34640_413306312973_103770952973_4470369_7909428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428799050979330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUYyZVmAI/AAAAAAAACx4/M_bN5GFMuGU/s400/34640_413306312973_103770952973_4470369_7909428_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was suppose to be all doll-like and expressionless.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428325695397586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyT9PAkntI/AAAAAAAACxQ/DNfVN9tKz_U/s400/36450_409152354359_763674359_4178897_2866785_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428327713762114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyT9Whya0I/AAAAAAAACxY/HpjXJdcsKfI/s400/37456_409170794359_763674359_4179306_637293_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428336909448642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyT94yNdcI/AAAAAAAACxg/0tFESQ81FCI/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I absolutely adore this picure!&lt;br /&gt;It's so plastic! Though tt's exactly the reason why my boyfriend doesn't like it, too plastic. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's good isn't it, especially since it is &lt;em&gt;suppose&lt;/em&gt; to be plastic. hahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it's time for the 2nd look!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Adams! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUqHfwKVI/AAAAAAAACyw/2gdWauIGpos/s1600/36843_10150222729890104_862180103_13334285_5706885_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429096772806994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUqHfwKVI/AAAAAAAACyw/2gdWauIGpos/s400/36843_10150222729890104_862180103_13334285_5706885_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494004472459045042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TD6f9Y9UKLI/AAAAAAAACzI/av6Q4dlxfQs/s400/36720_406927342373_674572373_4688866_1265875_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check out the stitches on my lips~!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429071865236786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUoqtUzTI/AAAAAAAACyQ/JBe_bNZtfZQ/s400/36445_406957117373_674572373_4689503_2283137_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Creepy!&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool right! Imma get Furbe to do my Halloween makeup in October! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be happy to introduce him to you guys too, just drop me a pm(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493427883218226690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyTjepyzgI/AAAAAAAACww/lTwnM4U-x3I/s400/34574_409792974359_763674359_4193485_1331544_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is like one of my favourites in this series! Freaky~!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493427901052440754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyTkhFzULI/AAAAAAAACxI/fQHH9WVFCAs/s400/36912_409656684359_763674359_4190631_6354681_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyTj70A9yI/AAAAAAAACw4/k1zV7q1lhKw/s1600/37748_409798729359_763674359_4193623_8103559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493427891045725986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyTj70A9yI/AAAAAAAACw4/k1zV7q1lhKw/s400/37748_409798729359_763674359_4193623_8103559_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last look, they had me in the bin. lol.&lt;br /&gt;The thrown away doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429094478769106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUp-8z69I/AAAAAAAACyo/BWbDULEVcZg/s400/34476_834011477242_9113914_45795836_7109083_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493427899985528386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyTkdHbhkI/AAAAAAAACxA/vkzkLa3AcW8/s400/35995_409179319359_763674359_4179414_968576_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot for nearly 7hours!&lt;br /&gt;Tiring! But the results are so worth it!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Credits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photographers:&lt;/strong&gt; LambandMoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUA:&lt;/strong&gt; Furbe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-207111494519328264?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/207111494519328264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/alice-in-wonderland-and-wednesday-adams.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/207111494519328264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/207111494519328264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/alice-in-wonderland-and-wednesday-adams.html' title='Alice in the wonderland and Wednesday Adams themed shoot with LambandMoo @ DSstudioLab'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDyUXwm41OI/AAAAAAAACxo/u40_6yxoYQk/s72-c/37537_1434367032313_1627070523_1040166_4224794_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3093579148710093879</id><published>2010-07-11T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:33:52.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TDlXtPKq17I/AAAAAAAACwg/75M0IrJXw7k/s1600/35233_406897837373_674572373_4687917_8275868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492517655232042930" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Because. Pick.</title><content type='html'>It's different. Just different.&lt;br /&gt;I feel different. We're different.&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way to say it, unless you're interested in the "&lt;em&gt;It's not the same. Just not the same.&lt;/em&gt;" shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty damn pointless going into why it is this way. It is the way it is &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not going to pretend that it doesn't sting, but there really isn't a point trying to go about it &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Elaborating about why will be redundant too. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, perhaps this isn't going where I (we) thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;That we're blatantly not as happy together as we were. Pictures (or the lack of it) as prove.&lt;br /&gt;That you and I are not as meticulous towards each other as before. (you probably wouldn't be seeing this nor the previous entry anytime soon- like you would have months ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Am I nit picking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you didn't take as long to pick up my calls and reply my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smses&lt;/span&gt;, months ago.&lt;br /&gt;That as an understanding, you would volunteer and initiate to help me carry my stuffs whenever you see me, months ago.&lt;br /&gt;That you used to hug me from the back on the escalator, months ago.&lt;br /&gt;That your face would literally light up when you see me, months ago.&lt;br /&gt;That you would make the effort to plan activities with me, months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the cycling Sundays?&lt;br /&gt;The nights we head to the clubs, drinking, dancing and basically just holding on to each other?&lt;br /&gt;Times you used to kiss my forehead? It was so sweet, I would figuratively just melt every single time.&lt;br /&gt;We used to stare into each others' eyes, mesmerized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Pick. Pick. Gnaw on the raw edges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just different now.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the newness of it is wearing off and that it is getting old. Or perhaps that there is another factor at work, just that you refuse to tell me. Perhaps it's the bitch that congratulated you. Perhaps it's just a routine now, and there's no need to try so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, it may not be your fault, but it's not mine either. I didn't sign up for this.&lt;br /&gt;If I knew before I fell, I would probably have made a different decision.&lt;br /&gt;Cruel words, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be understanding. I know I should be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;But again I say, I didn't sign up for this.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what will happen when you see this. Perhaps realizing that I'm not very much different from your previous piece of lard.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have time for a girlfriend, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get a girlfriend la&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When there is pain, the less cruel it seems to be cruel and in turn, there's more pain.&lt;/strong&gt; A vicious cycle I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm selfish. I'm sorry that I'm possessive. I'm sorry that I love you to the extend of being obsessed. I'm sorry that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have it in me to share. I'm sorry for being such a total bitch when I'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that perhaps, I may not be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hold on to your reins, it may soon be the time to gloat. Though when that time comes, I probably wouldn't care less what you muthafarkers have to say. Don't hold your breath though.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3488807370665895891?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3488807370665895891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/drift-because-pick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3488807370665895891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3488807370665895891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/drift-because-pick.html' title='Drift. Because. Pick.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7401751775894533480</id><published>2010-07-06T11:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:39:49.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wants not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I feel unwanted and there isn't a need for me to feel that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I want to just turn my phone off and not be contactable to you and the rest of the world for an unmeasurable period of time.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to come searching for me, I weren't be where you think I would be.&lt;br /&gt;There aint no clues.&lt;br /&gt;No twitter. No facebook. No MSN. No blog entries. Nobody knows where I am. Nobody has seen me. Or rather, nobody's telling you anything. I could be dead for all you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't find me.&lt;br /&gt;I've thrown what we had away and did a runner. Promises doesnt matter then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The only sane and logical thing to do now is to move on and forget about me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You will feel better with time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lil' button is so accessible and it's so tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I could leave everything will be left virtually the same, physically intact. Just drop everything and go. My phone will be left on so that the worrying comes a whole lot later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm in the toilet baby, in the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh so tempting...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7401751775894533480?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7401751775894533480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/wants-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7401751775894533480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7401751775894533480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/wants-not.html' title='Wants not.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1807965545929026550</id><published>2010-07-04T02:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T03:23:49.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partying with the girls @ Rebel!!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Partaye &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;partaye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;partaye&lt;/em&gt;~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; went clubbing. Like drink whatever I want and dance the better half of the night away.&lt;br /&gt;Had it all on Friday... Tequila shots, Whisky cokes, Vodka cranberry and &lt;em&gt;hours&lt;/em&gt; on the dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several friends and I initially decided to party @ Zouk, but when we got there, the queue was horrendously long. It took us like half an hour to get through HALF of it.&lt;br /&gt;Decided that phuture will be significantly more packed than it usually already is, so Tiffany and I cabbed down to Rebel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To the rest of my friends, I'm sorry. I promise that we'll get to club together (again) soon!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9__BrkhPI/AAAAAAAACvQ/hIFg3goIP1k/s1600/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489747191547593970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9__BrkhPI/AAAAAAAACvQ/hIFg3goIP1k/s400/DSC00902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489747186743033122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9_-vyEvSI/AAAAAAAACvI/6YAemjcqWTE/s400/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; idea when the last time Tiffany and I hung out?&lt;br /&gt;It was like 8 years back! &lt;strong&gt;EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Back to when we were merely weeks into Sec1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the same class for 2years, but if my memory serves me right, we rarely did speak. Now that I think of it, I've no idea why either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, to make up for lost time, we certainly did have a grand time on Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced @ Rebel for about an hour before we took a break and rested at Zirca, where we were approached by this Israeli dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489752822640414354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC-FGzIuDpI/AAAAAAAACv4/140ptdosOgM/s400/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Funny guy he is, he requested Tiffany to help him take a picture of him with me using his iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;In a club. With a camera without a flash. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few shots and glasses, Cheryl joined us!&lt;br /&gt;She left her friends at Phuture and cabbed down to Clarke Quay! *hugs~!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC-AAoW1hqI/AAAAAAAACvo/JhgiTHuulms/s1600/DSC00913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489747219109480098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC-AAoW1hqI/AAAAAAAACvo/JhgiTHuulms/s400/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm so sorry we had to go off first! I'll make it up to you the next time! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9__xIFqHI/AAAAAAAACvg/9L_SaYNGls8/s1600/DSC00910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489747204283672690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9__xIFqHI/AAAAAAAACvg/9L_SaYNGls8/s400/DSC00910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9__lxuAhI/AAAAAAAACvY/idjPv0hbY8s/s1600/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489747201237058066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9__lxuAhI/AAAAAAAACvY/idjPv0hbY8s/s400/DSC00909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the initial throes of camwhoring, we hit the dancefloor yet again.&lt;br /&gt;I danced so hard, my abs are still aching from all the twisting and shaking. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489747936799262914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC-AqZ9aiMI/AAAAAAAACvw/KpkFVn2e6Sg/s400/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next time I club, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it'll be with you baby~!! ^-^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1807965545929026550?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1807965545929026550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/partying-with-girls-rebel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1807965545929026550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1807965545929026550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/07/partying-with-girls-rebel.html' title='Partying with the girls @ Rebel!!(:'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TC9__BrkhPI/AAAAAAAACvQ/hIFg3goIP1k/s72-c/DSC00902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1391674147810714738</id><published>2010-06-22T15:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T15:40:59.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Indonesian family's visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been nearly a year since their last visit. Missing aunt and Cindy this time round though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we had Bak Kut Teh for breakfast the day before they were due to fly back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkYaC6ezI/AAAAAAAACqo/LtWkTtzCrA8/s1600/DSC00839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485494716608445234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkYaC6ezI/AAAAAAAACqo/LtWkTtzCrA8/s400/DSC00839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Uncle Tony.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkXxT4l8I/AAAAAAAACqg/XRPUgkbyNms/s1600/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485494705673770946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkXxT4l8I/AAAAAAAACqg/XRPUgkbyNms/s400/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Peter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After brekkie, cuzzie asked for permission to hang out with me.&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Vivo for Karate Kid before cabbing down to Cine for pool, kbox and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBlwtfSkuI/AAAAAAAACrY/4VXGVyJuIGs/s1600/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485496233656226530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBlwtfSkuI/AAAAAAAACrY/4VXGVyJuIGs/s400/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBlwMN_2MI/AAAAAAAACrQ/Dnv-lYM3I_M/s1600/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485496224725326018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBlwMN_2MI/AAAAAAAACrQ/Dnv-lYM3I_M/s400/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the change of clothes? hahha.&lt;br /&gt;It was an impromtu outing and I was in shorts and flats. So, I went shopping at F21!&lt;br /&gt;I love the dress!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485494723827833922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkY08JnEI/AAAAAAAACqw/gfjWrAQmfwg/s400/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Got bored of pool after 2 rounds. So, we headed across the floor to kbox!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkZs_VcTI/AAAAAAAACrA/8BBP-sILqDc/s1600/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485494738873577778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkZs_VcTI/AAAAAAAACrA/8BBP-sILqDc/s400/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkZHfB3EI/AAAAAAAACq4/Aakrdfiq_74/s1600/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485494728805964866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkZHfB3EI/AAAAAAAACq4/Aakrdfiq_74/s400/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we were done with kbox, baby met up with us.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner @ Chicago SteakHouse before waiting for Uncle Tony to pick Peter up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day..&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/2064329256405021280-1391674147810714738?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1391674147810714738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-indonesian-familys-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1391674147810714738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1391674147810714738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-indonesian-familys-visit.html' title='My Indonesian family&apos;s visit'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TCBkYaC6ezI/AAAAAAAACqo/LtWkTtzCrA8/s72-c/DSC00839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7096515970878152363</id><published>2010-06-04T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:00:25.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am damn upset.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my long hair.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont feel like blogging anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7096515970878152363?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7096515970878152363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-damn-upset.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7096515970878152363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7096515970878152363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-damn-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-833286330301060514</id><published>2010-05-31T09:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T01:57:11.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fun losers will never have.</title><content type='html'>Two new books and 3 notebooks(for school), we dined at Borders' Bistro.&lt;br /&gt;I was too hungry to snap pictures of my lamb rack and portobello mushrooms. But I did snap a picture of the pretty notebook I bought for school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TAMbS6aCdiI/AAAAAAAACnw/os9Qx-HMwPg/s1600/28810_394510352373_674572373_4341942_1150782_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477251583542720034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TAMbS6aCdiI/AAAAAAAACnw/os9Qx-HMwPg/s400/28810_394510352373_674572373_4341942_1150782_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TANSwO4q9VI/AAAAAAAACoY/uXbiYYKl2uo/s1600/27791_10150211810150105_765850104_12612983_3381989_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477312560395646290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TANSwO4q9VI/AAAAAAAACoY/uXbiYYKl2uo/s400/27791_10150211810150105_765850104_12612983_3381989_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TANSvjQvKBI/AAAAAAAACoQ/HPNInPhGITA/s1600/27791_10150211810140105_765850104_12612982_5480233_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477312548685424658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TANSvjQvKBI/AAAAAAAACoQ/HPNInPhGITA/s400/27791_10150211810140105_765850104_12612982_5480233_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TANSvZgmiKI/AAAAAAAACoI/3czcVcInq2Y/s1600/27791_10150211810125105_765850104_12612980_2794994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477312546067613858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TANSvZgmiKI/AAAAAAAACoI/3czcVcInq2Y/s400/27791_10150211810125105_765850104_12612980_2794994_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/2064329256405021280-833286330301060514?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/833286330301060514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-weekend-was-awesome-on-friday-bb-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/833286330301060514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/833286330301060514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-weekend-was-awesome-on-friday-bb-and.html' title='The fun losers will never have.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/TAMbS6aCdiI/AAAAAAAACnw/os9Qx-HMwPg/s72-c/28810_394510352373_674572373_4341942_1150782_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1045240999163832897</id><published>2010-05-27T13:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:25:17.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The envy in your eyes.</title><content type='html'>hehehehehehehehe~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the happiest and most blessed girl on the country,region and possibly the entire planet!&lt;br /&gt;The simplest action goes the longest way as it is done out of love with the purest sincerity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My sweet sweet love dropped by my work play to pay me a surprise visit during lunch~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet so sweet so sweet~!! He even bought me starfruit juice because I have a sore throat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BABY LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*melts~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to ask hypothetical questions because I do not know. But now that I do, the hypothetical questions asked are solely to hear you say the words.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1045240999163832897?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1045240999163832897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/hehehehehehehehe-im-happiest-and-most.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1045240999163832897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1045240999163832897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/hehehehehehehehe-im-happiest-and-most.html' title='The envy in your eyes.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-50663202383759395</id><published>2010-05-24T17:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T18:59:05.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox with girlfriends!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I asked gabby out to meet me to shop for g-strings...&lt;br /&gt;But when we got together with Jy, we decided to head for kbox instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pDclT_2bI/AAAAAAAACjg/MfQPetr4Ec0/s1600/DSC00639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pDclT_2bI/AAAAAAAACjg/MfQPetr4Ec0/s400/DSC00639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474762455353645490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pDdhebk3I/AAAAAAAACjw/NPgEBOgms0E/s1600/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pDdhebk3I/AAAAAAAACjw/NPgEBOgms0E/s400/DSC00649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474762471503532914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pDdIkRktI/AAAAAAAACjo/-x_Qx6JzPQM/s1600/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pDdIkRktI/AAAAAAAACjo/-x_Qx6JzPQM/s400/DSC00642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474762464817156818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were offered to stay till 3am instead of 1030pm for free. But we were  so tired, we turned it down~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pW3ZsCvUI/AAAAAAAAClo/la0u277Jpz8/s1600/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pW3ZsCvUI/AAAAAAAAClo/la0u277Jpz8/s400/DSC00660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474783806810668354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pW20LCbZI/AAAAAAAAClg/kQoSDjrb4RI/s1600/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pW20LCbZI/AAAAAAAAClg/kQoSDjrb4RI/s400/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474783796740124050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pW2aj_gDI/AAAAAAAAClY/3Xo8JnrRZHM/s1600/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pW2aj_gDI/AAAAAAAAClY/3Xo8JnrRZHM/s400/DSC00658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474783789865467954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pRtB17D8I/AAAAAAAAClQ/h_TKtWLy9dI/s1600/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pRtB17D8I/AAAAAAAAClQ/h_TKtWLy9dI/s400/DSC00657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474778131052826562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On nom nom nom~&lt;br /&gt;Nuggets!&lt;br /&gt;But I got disgusted on the first bite. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pRrAOPQsI/AAAAAAAACkw/gvdnee1fBpc/s1600/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pRsgPGzyI/AAAAAAAAClI/xV4rzNBKvdY/s1600/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pRsgPGzyI/AAAAAAAAClI/xV4rzNBKvdY/s400/DSC00656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474778122031648546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pRrnm5TWI/AAAAAAAACk4/QAtU54fGphA/s1600/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pRrnm5TWI/AAAAAAAACk4/QAtU54fGphA/s400/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474778106830605666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But they think it's nice!! :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S_pDd90ye0I/AAAAAAAACj4/1hOZdQFzdYM/s1600/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6-pRCKHCI/AAAAAAAACho/oFizvB6MaxU/s400/27977_399128282040_570232040_4524208_4985679_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6-pMHngfI/AAAAAAAAChg/4nVsxwSlu8g/s1600/27977_399128262040_570232040_4524206_2162564_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520212138820082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6-pMHngfI/AAAAAAAAChg/4nVsxwSlu8g/s400/27977_399128262040_570232040_4524206_2162564_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a night of partying.. booze, dance, music and more booze with my lovely girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5nuDKCX8I/AAAAAAAACgY/gxdOJJE917g/s1600/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471424638120779714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5nuDKCX8I/AAAAAAAACgY/gxdOJJE917g/s400/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swts!&lt;br /&gt;I did her eyeshadow for her! nice right~ hahha.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471424649552203522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5nutvgDwI/AAAAAAAACgg/Bpf4s7Z3ixQ/s400/DSC00628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sugars!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5pKVjftWI/AAAAAAAAChI/v0kWC6y5Fpg/s1600/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471426223607362914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5pKVjftWI/AAAAAAAAChI/v0kWC6y5Fpg/s400/DSC00637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5pK7L0EfI/AAAAAAAAChQ/jv8xvolVNpA/s1600/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471426233708581362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5pK7L0EfI/AAAAAAAAChQ/jv8xvolVNpA/s400/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They dont know each other personally before last night. But I'm glad that they hit off pretty well! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started out the night at Lunar and we ended our night in Lunar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime in between, JY and I headed down to rebel for awhile. But when Cheryl and I tried to go in again, we were denied access. Something about a guest DJj, thus Lunar's stamp does not gain entry into Rebel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471426216724750802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5pJ76jYdI/AAAAAAAAChA/GdVaERiP588/s400/DSC00636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lol. oh well. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;At least JY and I got in before, through a less stringent bouncer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at Lunar, we had our 2nd bottle of Martell. And sometime through the night, the 3rd bottle appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5pJFd9LFI/AAAAAAAACg4/wSUYkn5AvE0/s1600/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471426202109291602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5pJFd9LFI/AAAAAAAACg4/wSUYkn5AvE0/s400/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471424669169824130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5nv20tMYI/AAAAAAAACgw/dH5y1JmoRY4/s400/DSC00634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It was a night of fun, definitely. But the motivation behind partying and boozing goes way beyond the crave to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nevertheless, we did have fun and got my mind off things! Several glasses later, we hit the dancefloor!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and the toilet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520219935802162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6-ppKkAzI/AAAAAAAAChw/nBNTpmSgz1g/s400/27977_399128302040_570232040_4524211_4375924_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520698862782274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_FhTpx0I/AAAAAAAACiI/pc5gEk23NdI/s400/27977_399128357040_570232040_4524217_7828201_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520229522644274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6-qM4PnTI/AAAAAAAACh4/01uB428xBtU/s400/27977_399128342040_570232040_4524215_3613260_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_FSSpb8I/AAAAAAAACiA/wztaAV3R4QE/s1600/27977_399128347040_570232040_4524216_1184872_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520694832033730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_FSSpb8I/AAAAAAAACiA/wztaAV3R4QE/s400/27977_399128347040_570232040_4524216_1184872_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520208026769394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6-o8zOl_I/AAAAAAAAChY/vyj91OETQl8/s400/27977_399128252040_570232040_4524205_5320210_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_GvEL5KI/AAAAAAAACig/z6QdW4ySJEA/s1600/27977_399128397040_570232040_4524223_5314956_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520719735874722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_GvEL5KI/AAAAAAAACig/z6QdW4ySJEA/s400/27977_399128397040_570232040_4524223_5314956_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_GUuUPWI/AAAAAAAACiY/Rjgsb4KypZ4/s1600/27977_399128387040_570232040_4524222_1560374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520712664825186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_GUuUPWI/AAAAAAAACiY/Rjgsb4KypZ4/s400/27977_399128387040_570232040_4524222_1560374_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_GJ83MRI/AAAAAAAACiQ/samq2Fnfu7s/s1600/27977_399128367040_570232040_4524218_5647828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520709773046034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_GJ83MRI/AAAAAAAACiQ/samq2Fnfu7s/s400/27977_399128367040_570232040_4524218_5647828_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_Wmso9_I/AAAAAAAACiw/QkySzJvZLFs/s1600/27977_399128462040_570232040_4524228_8204131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520992367540210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_Wmso9_I/AAAAAAAACiw/QkySzJvZLFs/s400/27977_399128462040_570232040_4524228_8204131_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520998717338162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_W-WjMjI/AAAAAAAACi4/UK39MAUx5_Q/s400/27977_399128502040_570232040_4524232_1684561_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partying solely with girls sure beats loads of things!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471424657994252754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5nvNMPgdI/AAAAAAAACgo/xmbfNd0vyEs/s400/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, things turned nasty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we left for home feeling quite distraughted. Though I believe it kinda brought us closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imma just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471424632408469058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-5ntt4HbkI/AAAAAAAACgQ/O3zRumoq3a4/s400/DSC00638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl left for Nana while Jy, Gabby and I shared a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dropping Gabby home, Jy spent the night over at mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some hours later, we woke up for breakfast and headed to the suana and steam room before heading to the pool for a swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soooo must do this more often!! The next time, with gabby too!! =D=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471520984031892898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6_WHpRFaI/AAAAAAAACio/Hqt6Or_Osqs/s400/27977_399128452040_570232040_4524226_3009164_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;let it rip baby~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3031004812064573538?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3031004812064573538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/partying-with-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3031004812064573538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3031004812064573538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/partying-with-girls.html' title='Partying with the girls!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S-6-pRCKHCI/AAAAAAAACho/oFizvB6MaxU/s72-c/27977_399128282040_570232040_4524208_4985679_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6415376769373492874</id><published>2010-05-14T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T14:09:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need models for roadshow!</title><content type='html'>Needs models for roadshow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: town&lt;br /&gt;pay: $10/hr&lt;br /&gt;date/time: weekends. actual time TBA but probably in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send ports to &lt;a href="mailto:corde_luv_toro@hotmail.com"&gt;corde_luv_toro@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6415376769373492874?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6415376769373492874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/need-models-for-roadshow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6415376769373492874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6415376769373492874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/need-models-for-roadshow.html' title='need models for roadshow!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3137945353814251457</id><published>2010-05-06T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:14:52.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandon puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasir ris petfarm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kennel 9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandon breeding stock'/><title type='text'>Help the poor doggies!!</title><content type='html'>A fowarded message from several friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppy mill breeder/owner @ Pasir Ris has abandoned his breeding stock and puppies.&lt;br /&gt;Many breeds of various ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breeds: Cavalier King Charles, CHHs, Maltese, Mini Schnauzers, Shih Tzus, Pomeranians, JRTs, Whippets, SHELTIES, GR, Labradors, Silky Terriers, Yorkies, Poodles, Beagles, British Bulldog sand Cairn Terriers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help these dogs by passing on this message to people asap or go to Pasir Ris PetFarm Kennel9 to have a look.&lt;br /&gt;(Look for volunteer Taylor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs will be put to sleep 2weeks from 3rd May 2010. That's like merely a little over a week now. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3137945353814251457?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3137945353814251457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/help-poor-doggies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3137945353814251457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3137945353814251457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/help-poor-doggies.html' title='Help the poor doggies!!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-222291262595379220</id><published>2010-05-04T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:47:06.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still ill.</title><content type='html'>Has been ill for the 8th consecutive day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog again when Im well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while, I'll keep my tweets updated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;follow me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/missyfiona89"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;www.twitter.com/missyfiona89&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheers!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-222291262595379220?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/222291262595379220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/still-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/222291262595379220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/222291262595379220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/05/still-ill.html' title='still ill.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7679406088685499347</id><published>2010-04-30T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:56:31.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fi needs models for Electronic Event!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I need girls as product ambassadors at a Electronic Event in Sentosa on a Saturday (late july or early august)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dress code&lt;/strong&gt;: bikinis (your own)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt; 12nn-6pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pay:&lt;/strong&gt; Tentatively $20/hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, do drop me email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:missyfiona@live.com.sg"&gt;missyfiona@live.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Attach your comm card, include your stats and contact details!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7679406088685499347?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7679406088685499347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/fi-needs-models-for-electronic-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7679406088685499347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7679406088685499347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/fi-needs-models-for-electronic-event.html' title='Fi needs models for Electronic Event!!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6129311005325637551</id><published>2010-04-27T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:26:19.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfair pregnancy sacrifices'/><title type='text'>Pregnancy Sacrifices EDITED (with video of natural birth)</title><content type='html'>Let me give this straight before I start: &lt;em&gt;No, I'm not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I'm merely just marveling at how unfair life is and what I would do to try to make my life a little better in future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll first take a look at the sacrifices women make to have a child.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the same context, we'll compare it with the sarcrifices men have to make.&lt;br /&gt;Inequality.disparity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this century, women work as much as men does. Sharing the household expenses and responsibilities. So why is it that the women have to put in so much more than the men for the family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely an indisputable unjustified unfairness.&lt;br /&gt;As cruel as the joke nature played on us can be, I've got my own way of remedying the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Let's roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. We have to carry the growing baby around for a blasted 9-10 months!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when we're tired. There's no weekends to it. It doesn't matter whether it's rain or shine, or our birthday, or Christmas, or if we were having a friggin' bad day. There isn't a second option to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you men! Claiming to be the stronger gender and YET complain about carrying our bags?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;are you fucking kidding me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. We get to suffer the contractions, aches, inconvenience, inflexibility and kicks during pregnancy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Men: gets to sleep significantly more soundly than us every night even the the woman toss and turn in the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. We suffer the labour pain, physical exhaustion, mental stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(including the pre and post pregnancy depression)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men: Significant more stressed than usual &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;due to the fact that women are relatively more cranky and irritable at this point of time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that, still is definitely not as bad as what the woman has to go through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4i. Our figures mutate drastically after giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;4ii. Dont get me started about the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;stretch marks and scars from c-section (cesarean)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then comes the complains about how slim and sexy we were before and that we should do something about it. Followed by the risk of the unwelcome presence of a sexier, slimmer childless mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men: embarrassed to be seen with a saggy, wrinkled and aged lump of lard. Realizing love is not that blind after all. Stress as reality dawns upon them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. PLUS! After a month or so of confinement, we have to get back to work. Sharing responsibility of up keeping the household with the men- again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either that, or to be labelled as a housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The definition of housewife: Unpaid maid with extra responsibilities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So frankly, if not worst, tt's not much of an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Men: no change there. High probability of indulging in work; useful as sanctuary and excuse not to see the increasingly irritable wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- At night while the couple is sound asleep, the odds of the woman waking up to the baby's cries are much higher than the man. Something about evolution made us more sensitive to higher pitched sounds than men.&lt;br /&gt;So there, men will get more rest even when the baby's out of the womb. Why should that be the case? Read above point, &lt;em&gt;we share household responsibilities&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So why should we be the ones attending to the baby most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Men: might not sleep as soundly as before. but definitely not experiencing it as bad as the woman is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy aside, we stand on par.&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy included, life isn't fair.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, there isn't much we can do about nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's definitely an indisputable unjustified unfairness.&lt;br /&gt;As cruel as the joke nature played on us can be, I've got my own way of remedying the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a couple, both parties probably wants a child on a equal comparison. And since facts cannot be changed, the party giving less should have initiative to give more in another aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. Bed. Sleeping is as hard as it can be, why compromise on the quality of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;Ask for the comfiest available.&lt;br /&gt;2. Discomfort. Spa and massage packages.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mutated figure and complexion. Laser treatments, yoga sessions, massage and facial packages. Do not compromise on quality. Big brands provides better service.&lt;br /&gt;4. After going through all that, you want me to do housework? Get a maid. Remember, I'm working too. That's the least the man can do.&lt;br /&gt;5. Baby crying in the middle of the night? Get off your ass and do your part. Make sure he wakes up, else, wake him up.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Those are the fundamentals, the LEAST the man can do to make things a little more tolerable and fair.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if the man can't even do that, do not expect a child&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(you fucking selfish bastards)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're worth far more than that. &gt;.^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Make him sign an agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/video/video.php?v=108033479233157&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just throws everything else out of balance. And to think that men HAS TO FUCKING CHEEK to DARE to complain about our tantrums and shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/video/video.php?v=108033479233157&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/video/video.php?v=108033479233157&amp;amp;ref=mf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, knn la. if that is what we're going to fucking go through, you'd better think trice before complaining about anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6129311005325637551?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6129311005325637551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/pregnancy-sacrifices.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6129311005325637551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6129311005325637551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/pregnancy-sacrifices.html' title='Pregnancy Sacrifices EDITED (with video of natural birth)'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-2584319421248656401</id><published>2010-04-26T11:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:46:08.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Hotel Asia (FHA) 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Food Hotel Asia exhibition!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Held in Singapore once every two years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where exhibitors from all over the world fly in, spending over tens in thousands to exhibit. Australia, Germany, Japan, Argentina, Korea, Italy, Saudi Arabia, India, Indonesia, Taiwan... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is where you'll be able to find anything you need if you're in the F&amp;amp;B and hotel line.&lt;br /&gt;From utensils to interior design, packaging to wall papers, sealing machines to vacuum cleaners, coffee to sashimi, jam to beef.... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is also where you'll be able to find the best foods from all around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smoothest wines, the most marbled beef, the freshest sashimi, the best cheese, the tastiest sauces... ...&lt;br /&gt;I being such a picky eater had never ate such tender beef... Never had such good maguro... Never had such creamy cheese...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodness, if you're the food lover, you definitely have to get your ass over to the next FHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is actually the 2nd time I attended the FHA. But the 1st officially as a part of the company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464279013745916290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEz9_yeYI/AAAAAAAACds/SXWzYAALTUo/s400/26469_382635122373_674572373_4062585_3842421_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The first day with the Jamgaroo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278684836475106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEg0tqsOI/AAAAAAAACdE/wQ95q5y4AIM/s400/24468_383690532373_674572373_4085239_5857367_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The 2nd..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464279018380165394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UE0PQrgRI/AAAAAAAACd0/h4wYBrO0Xu4/s400/26469_383156197373_674572373_4073702_5955006_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3rd...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464280629018637378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UGR_W0NEI/AAAAAAAACeE/LZlbRfBxBaw/s400/26469_383420582373_674572373_4080046_2561658_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And finally, the last!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd day, mummy allowed sissy to skip class to attend the FHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol, ironically I was never allowed to do that when I was younger. (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464284963980014210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UKOUWJcoI/AAAAAAAACeM/K4Wlj6HSCEs/s400/24468_383690807373_674572373_4085290_4325379_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278677957542978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEgbFmhEI/AAAAAAAACc8/t0NlyesxVHI/s400/24468_383690507373_674572373_4085234_3084065_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my daddy. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEfiGni-I/AAAAAAAACcs/8OauyGh5FrA/s1600/24468_383690477373_674572373_4085228_8310284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278662660983778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEfiGni-I/AAAAAAAACcs/8OauyGh5FrA/s400/24468_383690477373_674572373_4085228_8310284_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stella, my dearest colleague. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278997936126610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEzDGcOpI/AAAAAAAACdk/URKj7YTQcRY/s400/24468_383690897373_674572373_4085305_5754043_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Office girl, Fu Ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278672312651986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEgGDwUNI/AAAAAAAACc0/_somd8o6zQI/s400/24468_383690487373_674572373_4085230_4040880_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Albert came to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278690003295698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEhH9iHdI/AAAAAAAACdM/3uqAu4yAoNk/s400/24468_383690562373_674572373_4085245_5347378_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eric from another booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278989167982578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEyib89_I/AAAAAAAACdU/n78FDOWwvjU/s400/24468_383690802373_674572373_4085289_2161245_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delon, the booth neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464278996897955202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEy_O6_YI/AAAAAAAACdc/MZH0boe-q2E/s400/24468_383690882373_674572373_4085302_7050683_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; aha! Nicole! my primary school mate I havent seen for at least 9 years. We used to stay in the condo and did tons of things together. The fondest memory was probably the day we hid in her closet. ahh, those were the days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464279242922045730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UFBTvosSI/AAAAAAAACd8/1C5ifd6gGxA/s400/26469_383420802373_674572373_4080048_1007090_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: sissy and i made the front page for the show news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-2584319421248656401?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/2584319421248656401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-hotel-asia-fha-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2584319421248656401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2584319421248656401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-hotel-asia-fha-2010.html' title='Food Hotel Asia (FHA) 2010'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S9UEz9_yeYI/AAAAAAAACds/SXWzYAALTUo/s72-c/26469_382635122373_674572373_4062585_3842421_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-4916301721828342972</id><published>2010-04-13T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:51:55.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.ready2wear.com.sg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missyfiona.'/><title type='text'>ready2wear's new collection is up!</title><content type='html'>Helloooooo people~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got informed that the new collection for &lt;a href="http://www.ready2wear.com.sg/"&gt;www.ready2wear.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; is up!!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm soo going to get this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8PLrcwYF5I/AAAAAAAACbU/yME22AiC9zs/s1600/R2W_DR_10024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459431120617084818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8PLrcwYF5I/AAAAAAAACbU/yME22AiC9zs/s400/R2W_DR_10024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boat Neck Stripe Dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with it the first time I put it on for the shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what's there not to love?&lt;br /&gt;It's convenient, pretty, flattering, comfy!! PLUS you can get it @ only S$27.50!!&lt;br /&gt;What a great bargain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(get an additional 5% off from promotional code! check: &lt;a href="http://arielynne.blogspot.com/2010/04/wwwready2wearcomsg.html"&gt;http://arielynne.blogspot.com/2010/04/wwwready2wearcomsg.html&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-4916301721828342972?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/4916301721828342972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/ready2wears-new-collection-is-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4916301721828342972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4916301721828342972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/ready2wears-new-collection-is-up.html' title='ready2wear&apos;s new collection is up!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8PLrcwYF5I/AAAAAAAACbU/yME22AiC9zs/s72-c/R2W_DR_10024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-4971180759568869579</id><published>2010-04-12T10:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:52:33.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kent Ridge Secondary School 10th anniversary'/><title type='text'>Kent Ridge Secondary School, 10th anniversary.</title><content type='html'>Kent Ridge Secondary!!&lt;br /&gt;This is where we made our mark and used to roam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where my class(or part of it) hid books in the ceiling and toilet storage when our lockers were confiscated, dented the fan blades with soccer balls, removed glass panels from the windows for easy access when the doors are locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where my best friend and I skipped classes by hiding in the toilet, feigned sickness and scurried to the sick bay, skipped art class to study for a test in the toilet and signing our initials on the toilet ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is a picture of our old classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Viewed from the outside, through the class panels. Note that the have been replaced.lol.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459077923152532690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKcpqvFNI/AAAAAAAACaU/lzzUGPZP_8U/s400/26504_382590355748_691590748_4005293_3541901_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we posed for the photos is also where we spent nearly 1/2 the time we were suppose to be in class. Courtesy of Yeo and Tiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we graduated. Gone were the carefree days.&lt;br /&gt;No more dissing weird people with weird eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;No more giggling like school girls, running away from teachers.&lt;br /&gt;No more predicting where Koh will be to prevent my socks from getting confiscated first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;No more separating our tables during Chinese class, deliberately neglecting someone.&lt;br /&gt;No more rushing to meet the datelines of our art prep work.&lt;br /&gt;No more hurrying down to the piano in the hall to play during recess and after school.&lt;br /&gt;No more waiting in the foyer before flag raising every morning.&lt;br /&gt;No more dreading lectures from teachers whose classes we've been flunking.&lt;br /&gt;No more speculating about teachers' lives behind their backs and bitching about how fucked that it would be- given our opinions of said teachers.&lt;br /&gt;No more giving stupid excuses to skip library duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more no more~ We grew up, we moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5years ago, we were in sec4. 5years from then, we are what we are today, starting a new life.&lt;br /&gt;Choosing to keep in contact with some, totally cutting off all contact from the rest.&lt;br /&gt;We grew to be more exclusive, selective and particular about who we are seen out with.&lt;br /&gt;Then we look back and reminisce the days where our biggest worries were about the homework not done and tests we weren't prepared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, is Kent Ridge's 10th anniversary and the alumni is invited to the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception, which was held in the hall. And the hall, is inhumanely humid.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my bestie and I went around school to check out our various favourite spots in school.(dragging a willing Ben around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459077934471414626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKdT1Xg2I/AAAAAAAACac/lUyOETriQ8A/s400/26504_382590365748_691590748_4005295_4360447_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The toilet. Ironic isn't it? hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKdutckCI/AAAAAAAACak/27HhaZnZ17k/s1600/26504_382590370748_691590748_4005296_6037736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459077941685948450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKdutckCI/AAAAAAAACak/27HhaZnZ17k/s400/26504_382590370748_691590748_4005296_6037736_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The library, where I spend the time after school on thursday for duty (when I'm not busy procrastinating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459078455652366098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KK7pYltxI/AAAAAAAACbE/dYgvnnApu-s/s400/26504_382590435748_691590748_4005305_2149595_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bumped into Mdm Koh, Ting and Minyi. Took a 1e7 picture.&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised that Mdm Koh actually remembers me. Although I'm remembered as the girl who has beautiful handwriting when I can actually write anything to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459078465077862578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KK8MfzYLI/AAAAAAAACbM/gRRDKMX484Y/s400/26504_382590460748_691590748_4005310_3882339_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My pretty bestie, Mdm Koh and I(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459078452582248706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KK7d8ncQI/AAAAAAAACa8/Rzts3zAsX7I/s400/26504_382590415748_691590748_4005303_5207726_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued roaming around the school and took pictures of where we were forced to complete our POA assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKebTWflI/AAAAAAAACa0/gn9mNcgH2aU/s1600/26504_382590380748_691590748_4005298_2151783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459077953656094290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKebTWflI/AAAAAAAACa0/gn9mNcgH2aU/s400/26504_382590380748_691590748_4005298_2151783_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459077942474634834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKdxpe9lI/AAAAAAAACas/z8uterYyynQ/s400/26504_382590375748_691590748_4005297_486535_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for reminiscing the best years of my teen days. Now, wish me luck building my career.(:&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/2064329256405021280-4971180759568869579?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/4971180759568869579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/kent-ridge-secondary-school-10th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4971180759568869579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4971180759568869579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/kent-ridge-secondary-school-10th.html' title='Kent Ridge Secondary School, 10th anniversary.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S8KKcpqvFNI/AAAAAAAACaU/lzzUGPZP_8U/s72-c/26504_382590355748_691590748_4005293_3541901_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8323593162799763982</id><published>2010-04-06T11:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:56:22.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fairly pointless entry</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging. I know.&lt;br /&gt;and I honestly don't remember when was the last time I blogged and what the entry was about if I don't take reference from my page.&lt;br /&gt;This may be due to the fact that I haven't been blogging for a very long while, or just because I suffer from excessive brain and memory lost. This applies to I think I'm either suffering from amnesia, or jus merely very, very stupid. Many will not dare agree with the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above paragraph was written in the spur of the moment, with no topic in mind. I just started typing, in hopes that it will lead the subject somewhere. But apparently, that isn't working very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for even starting such a pointless task, taking time to type an aimless post is because I'm suffering from a common ailment. Common as it might be, it is indeed very, very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha. I'm running a fever with the flu. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running a fever with the flu at home with nothing to do. My body is aching so badly that I cannot bring myself to crawl out of bed. If I cannot bring myself to crawl out of bed, I can only find entertainment with my laptop. And since I don't play games and don't surf porn, I'm stuck with FB and blogging. Lately, FB has been somehow dull to me. Therefore, I'm stuck with the choice of blogging. But frankly, it's not much of a choice since there isn't something really significant for me to compare with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize that this blog entry sounds very different from the usual few. It's probably due to the fact that I watch too much Big Bang Theory and am inspired to sound like Sheldon, just the irritate the hell out of the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I succeed in irritating you, do not blame me, do not even blame BBT. But blame my boyfriend who took the initiative to introduce me to such an addictive irritating show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof of addiction:&lt;br /&gt;Q. Where do I watch it?&lt;br /&gt;A. Beside him, on his left, 5.55 cm away from the wall, angled at 30degs from the screen, facing 85degs away from the fan, in my spot. MY SPOT. Do not intrude my spot if you wish to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think that nobody is actually still reading this entry. I mean, my readers and friends are probably used to my style of blogging = minimal words overly punctuated by booby pictures/minimal words overly punctuated by booty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;But this post is different, there are no booby nor booty pictures. And the entry itself is definitely the antonym of the definition for 'minimal words'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to greet whoever is still reading this with a, "hi.congratulations on making it so far" and "good bye, I'm finally ending this fairly pointless entry".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-8323593162799763982?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8323593162799763982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/fairly-pointless-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8323593162799763982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8323593162799763982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/fairly-pointless-entry.html' title='A fairly pointless entry'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8898955521610306587</id><published>2010-04-02T00:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:43:07.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ready2wear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simply intimate'/><title type='text'>www.ready2wear.com.sg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello people!!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eve and John too if you see this. *waves!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've something to share~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456910985152256434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7rXoQjtWbI/AAAAAAAACXU/UKylyaOrJHc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my shoot today and learned that the long awaited ready2wear.com.sg has been launched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;! And ME(!) being the model! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bwahahahha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bear with my high and let me introduce you to some of my favourite pieces!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And all of them are very reasonably priced!! All under the price of S$30!! How can anyone miss that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking for a piece perfect for work? Smart yet comfortable?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455204461624499282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THjhBBHFI/AAAAAAAACWk/zjaNgkQv1Qw/s400/R2W_DR_30011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going for a seminar? An event? A business party?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455204467120413346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THj1fWGqI/AAAAAAAACWs/eLgkaNMrbuw/s400/R2W_DR_30014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or are you looking at something more elegant to show off your curves? This flattering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LBD&lt;/span&gt; is perfect for a dinner date! Formal enough, but nothing too tacky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455204450540854194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THi3ueG7I/AAAAAAAACWU/YJ92mK_1Sz0/s400/R2W_DR_10010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How about a versatile skirt to pair with that new blouse? Or tank? Or camisole? This is one of my favourite skirts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455204708938792290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THx6VVvWI/AAAAAAAACW8/0RFy7o6pmVY/s400/R2W_TP_10013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A casual day out with the girls? I'd absolutely vote for this flirty little flowery print romper!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455204460681395314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THjdgKfHI/AAAAAAAACWc/f7TTKUUctfs/s400/R2W_DR_10016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Partying? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahha&lt;/span&gt;. Catch me in Clarke Quay in any of these two dresses and I promise I'll say hi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THyFYTMII/AAAAAAAACXE/MpqeFl5escU/s1600/R2W_TP_40013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455204711903998082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THyFYTMII/AAAAAAAACXE/MpqeFl5escU/s400/R2W_TP_40013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This, is my absolute &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAVOURITE&lt;/span&gt;(!!) in the entire collection.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THkNWWFEI/AAAAAAAACW0/m4yjfu9ZJQw/s1600/R2W_DR_50010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455204473525113922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7THkNWWFEI/AAAAAAAACW0/m4yjfu9ZJQw/s400/R2W_DR_50010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do stay tune to &lt;a href="http://www.ready2wear.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.ready2wear.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt; for the next!! Something else really really nice caught my eye(:&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/2064329256405021280-8898955521610306587?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8898955521610306587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/wwwready2wearcomsg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8898955521610306587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8898955521610306587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/04/wwwready2wearcomsg.html' title='www.ready2wear.com.sg'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S7rXoQjtWbI/AAAAAAAACXU/UKylyaOrJHc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8132239481617204502</id><published>2010-03-30T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:23:30.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after some recent events, it got me thinking, if it were you in the fellowing scenario, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You've three young kids, you're financially dependent on your husband. And you found out that he's cheating on you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Say, you decided to stay with him for the sake of your children despite the absolute hurt, betrayal and trauma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30years down the road, the children are all grown up, you've gotten your CPF and are financially independent. He falls severely ill, needing, help and attention for practically everything he does.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Would you ditch him at his worst hour and leaving him helpless to take revenge on the hurt he imposed on you 30years ago? Or would you stay and take care of him till he leaves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-8132239481617204502?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8132239481617204502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-some-recent-events-it-got-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8132239481617204502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8132239481617204502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-some-recent-events-it-got-me.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6511471616519317821</id><published>2010-03-22T09:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:17:19.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's drink every night.</title><content type='html'>Lunar and alcohol.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451272001155518530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bPAMLoUEI/AAAAAAAACPk/pq4WDQAXf4o/s400/27229_374647182373_674572373_3860645_7259874_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I dont hafta wait till saturdays...&lt;br /&gt;If only I can make it a daily affair...&lt;br /&gt;If only... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bPAaJuKVI/AAAAAAAACPs/Fq7aKsj2Mns/s1600-h/27229_374647167373_674572373_3860642_2447581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451272004905609554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bPAaJuKVI/AAAAAAAACPs/Fq7aKsj2Mns/s400/27229_374647167373_674572373_3860642_2447581_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If only we can drink tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Drink tomorrow night. and drink nearly every night.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271988903311298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bO_eied8I/AAAAAAAACPU/EzKsK0uodk8/s400/27229_374647182373_674572373_3860645_7259874_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451292334468548818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bhfvrOyNI/AAAAAAAACP0/II1ogOq3WtU/s400/24997_361181347373_674572373_3805628_6478096_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's drink!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and drink..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and drink.. and drink.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271995851230914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bO_4a_TsI/AAAAAAAACPc/C0dIxZiGe-A/s400/27229_374647167373_674572373_3860642_2447581_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and drink... and drink.. and drink...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271677789422786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bOtXjJRMI/AAAAAAAACO8/LCjVjOqSFQA/s400/27229_374647222373_674572373_3860652_278645_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Let's never stop drinking.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451292345700473666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bhgZhIW0I/AAAAAAAACQE/x3EBHaMbu7A/s400/24997_361181362373_674572373_3805629_2154793_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271680533918402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bOthxe8sI/AAAAAAAACPE/gtv-N2ud2zw/s400/27229_374647182373_674572373_3860645_7259874_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Drinking is good. It makes the bad feelings go away. The only setback is that it doesn't solve anything. But it does make you feel better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, drink!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271981043022466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bO_BQb-oI/AAAAAAAACPM/JVnIOMso-yE/s400/27229_374647167373_674572373_3860642_2447581_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;bottoms up! and drink!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271660141557586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bOsVzkN1I/AAAAAAAACOs/PG1q3rbV8Rk/s400/27229_374647222373_674572373_3860652_278645_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;get in touch with your happier self! Drink!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451292340781842178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bhgHMb_wI/AAAAAAAACP8/QeA3FqGEW-A/s400/25616_336501157373_674572373_3748243_4772048_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm encouraging you to drink.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271669385232866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bOs4PbgeI/AAAAAAAACO0/2mKeMcfGzH8/s400/27229_374647167373_674572373_3860642_2447581_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Drink~~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271652100853346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bOr32gzmI/AAAAAAAACOk/p3MiHzZMRY0/s400/27229_374647182373_674572373_3860645_7259874_n.jpg" border="0" /&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bOQ_K_YCI/AAAAAAAACOc/MdPNGWOdN-A/s1600-h/27229_374647522373_674572373_3860703_2874556_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451271190209323042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bOQ_K_YCI/AAAAAAAACOc/MdPNGWOdN-A/s400/27229_374647522373_674572373_3860703_2874556_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6511471616519317821?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6511471616519317821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-drink-every-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6511471616519317821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6511471616519317821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-drink-every-night.html' title='Let&apos;s drink every night.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S6bPAMLoUEI/AAAAAAAACPk/pq4WDQAXf4o/s72-c/27229_374647182373_674572373_3860645_7259874_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3113325869893475870</id><published>2010-03-08T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:20:21.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy bird calls'/><title type='text'>spooky birdlike thrills at the wee hours of the morning</title><content type='html'>zomg.&lt;br /&gt;there's been birdlike twitterings in and around my room at the wee hours of the morning for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm not afraid of birds.&lt;br /&gt;But the calls are like super creepy. I've never heard anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't exactly sound like a bird though. It's has the rhythm of the sound of a lizard, with the cry of a bird. Starting off real soft and gradually getting louder. Although it isn't very loud, somehow it always manages to wake me up from the soundest of sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard it, it was in the top right corner of my room from my bed. I then heard it again from different sides before it scaring me wide awake by calling and flying across my face. Switched on the lights, searched the room, but no bird. (btw, the windows and doors were closed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, the calls came only as frequently as once every 2 weeks. But it came on Friday and i heard it last night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I truly know that it's a bird or something and that it is outside my window, I'm fine, I'll just curse the stupid bird for waking me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But noooo, it has to fly around my room calling creepily and remain invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im prolly gonna sound like a wimp, but I think that it is justifiable.&lt;br /&gt;Every time that thing calls, I get shivers down my spine, I feel the blood drain out of my face and my heart just starts thumping like crazy. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3113325869893475870?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3113325869893475870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/03/spooky-birdlike-thrills-at-wee-hours-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3113325869893475870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3113325869893475870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/03/spooky-birdlike-thrills-at-wee-hours-of.html' title='spooky birdlike thrills at the wee hours of the morning'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-5418535602819819825</id><published>2010-02-24T10:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T00:14:02.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waveh0use</title><content type='html'>Last thursday, 18th Febuary 2010, I allowed Shawn to psycho me into accompanying her and Edwin to the Wavehouse in Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;On a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;To the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Related to water sports.&lt;br /&gt;And alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ON A WEEKDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the sand. I dont like water sports. And I hate drinking when I hafta work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441642046519073154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYnDmZWYI/AAAAAAAACFI/skj0JheXL5E/s400/19856_314082572373_674572373_3674239_1086971_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, I enjoyed spending time with her.&lt;br /&gt;eh,dear,y'know,we met 4 times, and out of these 4 times, there's never once without alcohol.lol.&lt;br /&gt;dbl o, liquid kitchen, lunar, wavehouse. and I'm seeing you again for Lunar again on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;ooh, the alcoholics in us. *hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYnDmZWYI/AAAAAAAACFI/skj0JheXL5E/s1600-h/19856_314082572373_674572373_3674239_1086971_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYmg5HWWI/AAAAAAAACFA/m0NAYj_l1q4/s1600-h/19856_314082552373_674572373_3674238_4056247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441642037202344290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYmg5HWWI/AAAAAAAACFA/m0NAYj_l1q4/s400/19856_314082552373_674572373_3674238_4056247_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SXmRJ6IHI/AAAAAAAACEg/5eaBHRDExo8/s1600-h/19856_314082612373_674572373_3674242_1732703_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441640933466185842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SXmRJ6IHI/AAAAAAAACEg/5eaBHRDExo8/s400/19856_314082612373_674572373_3674242_1732703_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can you believe that I'm sitting on the ash tray? so pretty right!!!&lt;br /&gt;I like~ I want one tt's glowing in purple in future. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SXlC7qHMI/AAAAAAAACEY/vTS_2ybGGbE/s1600-h/19856_314082547373_674572373_3674237_5604491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441640912468450498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SXlC7qHMI/AAAAAAAACEY/vTS_2ybGGbE/s400/19856_314082547373_674572373_3674237_5604491_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441641688693683682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYSOmLNeI/AAAAAAAACEo/InfuRME-tIA/s400/19856_314082672373_674572373_3674248_7331827_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Edwin Tan Wei Ler.&lt;br /&gt;my elbow explains his expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SXjT-AtJI/AAAAAAAACEI/XI6VNpO2X9s/s1600-h/19856_314082277373_674572373_3674210_5485666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441640882681984146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SXjT-AtJI/AAAAAAAACEI/XI6VNpO2X9s/s400/19856_314082277373_674572373_3674210_5485666_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to seem taller than him, but I banged my head against the umbrella while attempting to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's their turn for the waves.&lt;br /&gt;while I, sat sensibly on the bench. accompanied only by the jugs of vodka.lol.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441641698286821794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYSyVW4aI/AAAAAAAACE4/C6FofhPIMq8/s400/19856_314082792373_674572373_3674261_2612742_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, I'm not trying that even in the future. I'm too prone to accidents to do something like that. I'll probably break an arm or something before I'm halfway through the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441641697608603714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYSvzqGEI/AAAAAAAACEw/H6SzAkWOACk/s400/19856_314082747373_674572373_3674257_3910347_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till the next time,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't be seeing me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;missyFIONA(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-5418535602819819825?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5418535602819819825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/02/waveh0use.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5418535602819819825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5418535602819819825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/02/waveh0use.html' title='Waveh0use'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S4SYnDmZWYI/AAAAAAAACFI/skj0JheXL5E/s72-c/19856_314082572373_674572373_3674239_1086971_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-822829444630306887</id><published>2010-02-03T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:30:12.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recognize the need to blog. But I've been super lazy to take/upload pictures these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme just put down the days' happenings in words. I'll probably throw in a few old photos so that my blog wouldn't look so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433827649564778834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S2jVdScBIVI/AAAAAAAAB2w/5MsMbTS48LA/s400/17954_218553677373_674572373_3278259_599338_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY shopping! I'm done with it!&lt;br /&gt;clothes,checked.&lt;br /&gt;shoes,3 pairs of it, checked.&lt;br /&gt;accessories? I IMPORTED SGD$300 worth of it!! bwahahahahhaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, I brought some in for my darling awesome gfs too!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking pictures of it and setting up an accessory shop(either retail or online), so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;be sure to give me ur good(and bad) opinion on particular accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/color&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433827660858844594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S2jVd8gu5bI/AAAAAAAAB24/lexVDggckn4/s400/n613516500_1679271_5043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last week, I checked out Chaos' warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't believe the prices. I bought a dress at $10 and a top at $5. like,zomg.&lt;br /&gt;I saw dresses I bought previously at less than half the price I got it at. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anybody want to rake the racks again with me? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433827662658094018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S2jVeDNtQ8I/AAAAAAAAB3A/iC0qXl_jJf8/s400/n593532755_876423_8492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I miss my old hair... (tt was like 4years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is super random, bear with me, imma club this saturday, so no funky wonky photos till then. &lt;div&gt;BUT! check this out!! I was like 5+y/o then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433827670354570418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S2jVef4sLLI/AAAAAAAAB3I/WLz9yiI5Szc/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&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/2064329256405021280-822829444630306887?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/822829444630306887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-recognize-need-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/822829444630306887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/822829444630306887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-recognize-need-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S2jVdScBIVI/AAAAAAAAB2w/5MsMbTS48LA/s72-c/17954_218553677373_674572373_3278259_599338_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-73030659154834681</id><published>2010-01-25T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:45:46.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On saturday, though ill, I was a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping!!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;shopping &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shopping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahhh&lt;/em&gt;, the indulgences of shopping that can uplift the spirits of a girl by a million light years!&lt;br /&gt;the wonders of shopping that can cheer any old dame up!&lt;br /&gt;The Love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ohhh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the love of shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for shopping that has the ability to rip my wallet in half, deplete my bank balance by half, screw up the entire month's expenditure and deprive me from the joys of spending until my next paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a dress from hula and co, a dress from chaos, 6 tops from chaos (one of it being my belated bday prezzie from love), 2 skirts from chaos, 1 knit top from f21, tights from f21, a clutch from f21 plus necessities and redundant items from body shop(courtesy of aunt Emily)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so sooo love the dress, the red tops from chaos and lace clutch from f21!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430595349636388386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S11Zsq33FiI/AAAAAAAAB2o/umE2Jwh6X4E/s400/65455900-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm not sure whether that's all I bought... There should be more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, all I'm left with to acquire for the CNY are HEELS and accessories!!~!&lt;br /&gt;but I'm already shipping $300 worth of accessories in this month..&lt;br /&gt;so~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2 down, SHOES TO GO!!~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh, for the love of God. someone help my depleting bank account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-73030659154834681?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/73030659154834681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-saturday-though-ill-i-was-happy-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/73030659154834681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/73030659154834681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-saturday-though-ill-i-was-happy-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/S11Zsq33FiI/AAAAAAAAB2o/umE2Jwh6X4E/s72-c/65455900-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-2852690361590532500</id><published>2010-01-18T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:09:32.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont like myself and I dont like you either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-2852690361590532500?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/2852690361590532500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-like-myself-and-i-dont-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2852690361590532500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/2852690361590532500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-like-myself-and-i-dont-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1092580687280221223</id><published>2010-01-15T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:21:55.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont understand. I dont friggin' understand.&lt;br /&gt;I dont fucking understand how I've been gaining so much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been exercising. Like every two days for at least an hour.&lt;br /&gt;I dont eat after 8pm, I cut down on dinner, I dont binge, I stay away from chips and chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;But guess what? I just put on more weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving it a week before I start shopping for pills.&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1092580687280221223?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1092580687280221223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1092580687280221223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1092580687280221223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3451394769311980328</id><published>2009-12-22T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:36:08.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized that nothing's happening.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's happening for me to blog about..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. So bored. So fucking bored.&lt;br /&gt;christmas holds no appeal.&lt;br /&gt;fi no feel no festive mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3451394769311980328?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3451394769311980328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-realized-that-nothings-happening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3451394769311980328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3451394769311980328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-realized-that-nothings-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8625287778641670056</id><published>2009-12-17T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:10:09.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidly cheers you up!</title><content type='html'>hahahahahaa! you really should try this when ure bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jellotime.com/"&gt;http://www.jellotime.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound is soooo adorably stupidly cute that it'll be able to cheer the emoest person up on the dullest days.lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-8625287778641670056?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8625287778641670056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/stupidly-cheers-you-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8625287778641670056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8625287778641670056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/stupidly-cheers-you-up.html' title='stupidly cheers you up!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8826330377059092838</id><published>2009-12-09T13:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:31:03.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 20th Birthday to me.</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe my rotten luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;em&gt;the day before my 20th&lt;/em&gt;, I've to be down with the fever, have to have 2 ulcers on my tongue, the flu and the cough.&lt;br /&gt;If that's not bad enough? I've got an &lt;em&gt;assignment due on friday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that today is also bb and my &lt;em&gt;3rd monthsary?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Of all the rotten luck... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;now,wouldnt it just be complete it I were to get the Influenza A?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-8826330377059092838?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8826330377059092838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cannot-believe-my-rotten-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8826330377059092838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8826330377059092838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cannot-believe-my-rotten-luck.html' title='Happy 20th Birthday to me.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-5388040214725812286</id><published>2009-12-08T10:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:43:09.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still NINETEEN!!</title><content type='html'>I'm still a teen! a teen! a teen! A TEEN A TEEN A TEEN!!&lt;br /&gt;and that's the truth! though tt truth's gonna like expire in 2days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imma repeat it as much as I can for the rest of today and the whole of tmr!&lt;br /&gt;and I dont friggin' care who I annoy it with.&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm NEVER EVER gonna be able to say that again without being called a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a teen.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my teens.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my teen age years.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not in my 20s.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; legal to drink but not legal to vote.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the prime of my life and I will continue to be for at least 10 more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;annoyed? I guessed so, but too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEEN &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TEEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;12th Dec,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;zoukout or rebel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-5388040214725812286?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/5388040214725812286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-still-nineteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5388040214725812286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/5388040214725812286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-still-nineteen.html' title='I&apos;m still NINETEEN!!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1577550588805729336</id><published>2009-12-06T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:39:47.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetarian mushroom Jerk</title><content type='html'>Was at Yue Hwa with bb yesterday and we came across The Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;The "Vegetarian Mushroom Jerk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412154945862778466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/SxvWP5mGPmI/AAAAAAAABus/XCfvfwIOvew/s400/DSC01042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think they meant "jerky"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1577550588805729336?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1577550588805729336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1577550588805729336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1577550588805729336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Vegetarian mushroom Jerk'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/SxvWP5mGPmI/AAAAAAAABus/XCfvfwIOvew/s72-c/DSC01042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1507226844467728562</id><published>2009-12-06T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:51:06.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fat. I'm so fucking fat.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to care.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll leave me alone if ure sensible enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1507226844467728562?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1507226844467728562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1507226844467728562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1507226844467728562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6198980667117068122</id><published>2009-12-03T12:17:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:47:10.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your dignity is worth lesser than my dog's grooming package.</title><content type='html'>shame on you, to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you call yourself a man? you call yourself worthy to be a man?&lt;br /&gt;I should think gigolo suits you better. free-loader? good for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;oh, I'm not great either, I mean I was stupid enough to let you sponge off for like 2.5years...&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's holding a fulltime job, but he's always broke by the 2nd week of the month.&lt;br /&gt;(no, he isn't spending on me)&lt;br /&gt;but rather... I'd been....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww,you poor lil' thing, I feel sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;lemme pay for your meals and your drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanna smoke but you're broke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;let me buy you cigarettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh, and a lighter as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go for coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh, you cant afford starbucks. nvm,let's have coffee at the coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;no? oh,lemme pay for your $1 drink. poor you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's head out! i know you cant afford taxis, so let's take the mrt. no, the bus. oh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;aww, lemme loan you $10 to top up your ezlink card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww,ur shirt's torn. let me buy you another one.&lt;br /&gt;aww,ur shirt's old. let me buy you another one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww, uve been wearing his pair of berms 4 times a week, every week. let me buy you another pair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww, u cant afford new underwear. let me buy you some.&lt;br /&gt;aww, u cant afford a new bag. let me buy you one.&lt;br /&gt;aww, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU CANT AFFORD YOUR BUS FARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of this, and he's not ashamed of himself.&lt;br /&gt;on top of all this, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOANED HIM CASH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on top of loaning him cash,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; HE BORROWED FROM MY GF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of borrowing from my gf,&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; HE OWED HIS FRIENDS MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;im not saying his friends shldnt loan him cash, im merely stating the facts of what happened&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;you can't afford a bottle of mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;you can't afford a pack of sweets.&lt;br /&gt;you can't afford doing something for me without loaning from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can't afford being a man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you can't afford your dignity.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the only thing you can afford? your lowliness. your worthlessness.&lt;br /&gt;your escape? borrowing. and borrowing. and borrowing. to lie if you have to, borrowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-the list is not completed-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;at the mere age of 24, you're an utter disappointment to your parents and a complete failure in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;shame on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, here's exactly what happened, the bleak truth:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with reference to what I'd said, it is true that I've been paying for him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to exaggerate nor censor any part, so I swear on my name that everything I had said and am going to say is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually go dutch, but occasionally, he does buy me dinner. occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;but I'll always end up paying for EVERYTHING at the end of the month's 2nd week. (refer to the top)&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, I loaned him $$$...&lt;br /&gt;if that's not enough? he secretly borrowed $$$ from my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was like more than a year back.&lt;br /&gt;he did promise to return my gf the cash by April 2009. but, nope... ...&lt;br /&gt;he then promised and SWEAR that he'll return by December 2009.&lt;br /&gt;let's see, it IS december 2009. and? nope... he's not returning...&lt;br /&gt;what did he tell my gf? "latest by 1st of March 2010"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can borrow,beg,steal or rob. we dont care,we're not obligated to wait &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's not as if we were pressurizing and forcing him to pay up from the start.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't demand our money back immediately after we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;we talked terms. we were reasonable. we gave him time.&lt;br /&gt;we were nice and he took advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I didnt want to wait anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I told him I want my money back this month. I told him we're not obligated to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mean, my bday's coming, and I want extra cash to spend on myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But? No reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were nice enough, but our patience reached a limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I had the decency to tell him I'll be approaching his aunt to see whether she can return the money for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he called me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;he said I'm suffering from some psychological problem.&lt;br /&gt;And that I'm being dramatic about it, making a big fuss like a mad person about&lt;em&gt; quote&lt;/em&gt;- "just money".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it IS just money. but it's still MY money. even if I were want to give it to a beggar, it's still MY money and I get to decide what I want to do with MY money.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have the right to want what's MINE back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;let me repeat myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was nice&lt;br /&gt;-I gave him time&lt;br /&gt;-I gave him ALOT of time&lt;br /&gt;-HE said he'll return us by december. He set the time. We agreed on the time.&lt;br /&gt;-and now, he's going back on his words&lt;br /&gt;-even if there's an emergency, I'M &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; OBLIGATED TO WAIT ANY LONGER&lt;br /&gt;-so how does that make ME crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tell me, if you think I'm wrong, make me see sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6198980667117068122?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6198980667117068122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-entire-dignity-is-worth-lesser.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6198980667117068122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6198980667117068122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-entire-dignity-is-worth-lesser.html' title='Your dignity is worth lesser than my dog&apos;s grooming package.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7527483820703929416</id><published>2009-11-23T15:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:04:59.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want for my birthday!</title><content type='html'>I wanna tattoo my brows!&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone!&lt;br /&gt;I want a purple camera!&lt;br /&gt;I want a massage package!&lt;br /&gt;I want more moolahs!&lt;br /&gt;I want a purple bicycle!&lt;br /&gt;I want a purple themed chalet.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new bag and a new wallet.&lt;br /&gt;I want more club wear.&lt;br /&gt;and I want the entire set of OPI nail colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mummy&lt;/span&gt;!! are you reading this????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7527483820703929416?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7527483820703929416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-want-for-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7527483820703929416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7527483820703929416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-want-for-my-birthday.html' title='What I want for my birthday!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-4184773455969767706</id><published>2009-11-18T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:24:33.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye test.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Look at the picture below veryyyy carefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/SwO7pZq-6dI/AAAAAAAABl0/G3PCHHEiawI/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405370297714928082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/SwO7pZq-6dI/AAAAAAAABl0/G3PCHHEiawI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you notice the girl in the background?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noticed her bum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well? Look at the picture carefully!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;If your answer is 'yes'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, it's time to visit the optometrist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The "butt", is actually the shoulder of the girl holding the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehhe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-4184773455969767706?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/4184773455969767706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/eye-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4184773455969767706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/4184773455969767706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/eye-test.html' title='Eye test.'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/SwO7pZq-6dI/AAAAAAAABl0/G3PCHHEiawI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-7338811276193077577</id><published>2009-11-17T10:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:49:42.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I want:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tattoo my eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;to rebond my hair... or should I perm it?&lt;br /&gt;maroon highlights&lt;br /&gt;the entire set of OPI nail colors&lt;br /&gt;to go dress shopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-7338811276193077577?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/7338811276193077577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-tattoo-my-eyebrows-to-rebond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7338811276193077577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/7338811276193077577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-tattoo-my-eyebrows-to-rebond.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-1761488271093032894</id><published>2009-11-10T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:27:32.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey babes!!&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to fall between the age of between 16 and 23, please do click on the link below and complete a survey for my bestie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=d_2bdwEK5bUb4hMe298RZDfg_3d_3d"&gt;http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=d_2bdwEK5bUb4hMe298RZDfg_3d_3d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;thank you~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-1761488271093032894?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/1761488271093032894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-babes-if-you-happen-to-fall-between.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1761488271093032894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/1761488271093032894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-babes-if-you-happen-to-fall-between.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-3135948487046098604</id><published>2009-11-10T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:40:08.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm running a fever.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;Happy cause the first person I saw today was the one face I'll always want to see.&lt;br /&gt;and happy cause fever helps burn off fats.&lt;br /&gt;haa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-3135948487046098604?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/3135948487046098604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-running-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3135948487046098604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/3135948487046098604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-running-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-94059791257043144</id><published>2009-11-04T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:32:44.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missyFIONA is happy!</title><content type='html'>Am happy with how my life is now. very happy.&lt;br /&gt;spending all my time away from work with my love and friends.&lt;br /&gt;shall upload pictures and blog more about it after Ee's bday celebration on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;missy&lt;strong&gt;FIONA ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-94059791257043144?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/94059791257043144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/missyfiona-is-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/94059791257043144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/94059791257043144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/11/missyfiona-is-happy.html' title='missyFIONA is happy!'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-8718115093756874516</id><published>2009-10-21T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:00:38.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sorry I havent been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much for me to blog about anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been busy with work and spending time with bb.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I've no time for you! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog when I've something to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-8718115093756874516?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/8718115093756874516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry-i-havent-been-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8718115093756874516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/8718115093756874516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064329256405021280.post-6891081146809561701</id><published>2009-10-11T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:25:20.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msn hacked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog hacked'/><title type='text'>MSN and Blogger hacked</title><content type='html'>my MSN and blogger account got hacked into, gone are all my previous entries. Thank you very much, you son of a bitch(whoever you may be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;For MSN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tag and leave ur email. If I see fit to add u in my contact list, I will do so.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;For links&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;link me, tag and leave your url. I'll return the favour.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2064329256405021280-6891081146809561701?l=missyfiona89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/feeds/6891081146809561701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6891081146809561701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2064329256405021280/posts/default/6891081146809561701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyfiona89.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-new-blog.html' title='MSN and Blogger hacked'/><author><name>the girl with tiny feet who plays the piano.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000016733293384738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zfNvlE7Th8s/Sav9EINeSuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/N8tvE0lG-Ck/S220/studio_01___fiona_03_by_Ejun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
