<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767</id><updated>2012-01-15T05:26:28.012+08:00</updated><category term='contact lenses'/><category term='HK'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='ravishloots'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='C'/><category term='ads'/><category term='eos'/><category term='boys'/><category term='BF expectations'/><category term='dream'/><category term='Bangkok Diaries'/><category term='N'/><category term='11.20pm on a Sunday'/><category term='bkk'/><category term='WO'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='Thai Airways'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='Best Friend'/><category term='rings'/><category term='korean'/><category term='Thailand'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>EllieVicious</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1056</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-458461429705496886</id><published>2012-01-11T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:20:53.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love the things we love for what they are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;“&lt;b&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both &lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood &lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could &lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair, &lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim, &lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear; &lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there &lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay &lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day! &lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way, &lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence: &lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— &lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by, &lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.”&lt;br /&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7715.Robert_Frost" style="color: #666600; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of my favourite poems ever since I was about 11? I miss literature so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-458461429705496886?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/458461429705496886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=458461429705496886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/458461429705496886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/458461429705496886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-love-things-we-love-for-what-they.html' title='We love the things we love for what they are.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7467904039552902828</id><published>2012-01-11T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:35:41.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've gone too far...</title><content type='html'>I wear my heart on my sleeve too much. My emotions are easily uncovered. Or just maybe 'you' know me more than I realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;'I don't think u can change who u are, and u seem very uncomfortable with it.'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get me more than I realised. I really want to be the classy, smartass girl I always was. Rather than the vulgar, irrational girl I am right now. I have no reason to throw tantrums besides wanting to get things done my way. I admit, I am way too&amp;nbsp;impulsive&amp;nbsp;with the things I do, the things I say. I've said things more than I should have. Then again, if I am so guarded with my heart how would I find love again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I pissed you off by saying I don't believe in Love and the whole shebang. But I just lost faith. I've met way too many that broke my heart and me. I&amp;nbsp;wholeheartedly&amp;nbsp;wish I could let up these walls, let you in. But I just can't. Maybe its just fate that I missed out on dinner yesterday. But we still have a movie + dinner date/thing impending don't we? I'm not ready for something new, especially with someone that hasn't had the experience to handle a heart or a relationship to say the least. I need someone who really cares and wants to take care of me instead of me caring for them. I'm sick of taking care of other people (not that I mind.) But sometimes I tire of being so alone. I fear that I am just dragging you along into my drama and I think you're not ready for that. I wish there was someone better, prettier, smarter that was in love with you. I know I am not the right one. And I don't want to ruin things for you. I just don't want history to repeat itself. I don't want to get into a relationship just because I feel lonely. I am self&amp;nbsp;centered&amp;nbsp;enough as it it. You deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, I just want you to know if you are willing to fight me for my heart. I am way willing to knock down these stupid walls. But for now, I am fighting against you. I just want to find out whether this would be worth it, whether you are in this for my heart or ... well the things the rest the guys are looking to me for. I'll confess you aren't the only one who are... interested I guess. But you are the one that I find worth it. Love is but a game isn't it? Right now, I'm playing defense.&amp;nbsp;And we aren't the only players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll miss you till I see you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-7467904039552902828?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7467904039552902828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7467904039552902828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7467904039552902828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7467904039552902828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-gone-too-far.html' title='I&apos;ve gone too far...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3350489871610991371</id><published>2012-01-01T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:56:04.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruised &amp; Battered and it hurts.</title><content type='html'>Current condition of my heart: Empty.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a epiphany that C is what I can call my first love. What a joke. I met C before I met my first 'boyfriend' (Another story hahaha.) but he had a girlfriend then. But they broke up a few weeks later. I had a crush on C. And he had a crush on me then (Which I found out 2 years later.) and even asked me out. But it didn't happen and he thought I wasn't interested. Took the night transport home the other day, my heart ached when the bus past C's old house. All the feelings I set aside came rushing back. I miss talking to him. I am allowed to right? Stopped talking to him cos he was being jerk-y again. He asked me the other day... "How do you know when you love someone?" I didn't even know how to answer. I replied. "It depends... why?" I was hoping so bad for something good. "Oh, I think I like a girl." My heart fell. I guess I've moved past it - this whole 'relationship'? But I'm certainly not over C. As much as an asshole he was... He was my bestfriend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I certainly started 2012 with a bang... as a angsty emotional bitch. The night ended with me on the floor, screaming and crying. :( I'm really sorry to everyone who bore the brunt of it. What remains of the night are just bruises... physically and emotionally. I was such a wreck. I kept saying 'Leave me alone.' And I really meant it. I really was reeling from the sight of J. I really didn't understand why he had to show up then. Fine, ignore me for 3 weeks. Then decide to show up when my friends call you to say I'm drunk and looking for you? I asked his other friends, why he was ignoring me. Some said I was thinking too much, some said he was busy. If I meant enough as a friend he would at least tell me that he was busy right? Or even reply later? I just want to know what I did wrong. I just want my bestfriend back. I don't like to beg. But I asked, I asked whether you were angry, what I did wrong. You know I was looking for you. Why didn't you at least give me a proper answer? Then I thought, okay fuck it. When you are ready you'll talk to me again. But I think I need my bestfriend back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, mad love for everyone who was there trying very hard to take care of me despite the fact that I was being a bitch and stubborn as hell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3350489871610991371?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3350489871610991371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3350489871610991371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3350489871610991371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3350489871610991371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2012/01/bruised-battered-and-it-hurts.html' title='Bruised &amp; Battered and it hurts.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-770005358846267554</id><published>2011-12-21T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T19:18:39.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Friend'/><title type='text'>Life as we know it...</title><content type='html'>What happens when the one and only person you tend to rely on ignores you? Shuts you out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me. I crumble, I fall. Everyone knows me as strong, fierce and any other&amp;nbsp;synonyms similar to that. But I am not. Honest to God, it's just a plain front I put on. I hate to let people get to know me. I hate to be vulnerable. Funny thing is, I have so many friends and I know them so well, but those who know me are really less than a handful. Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful to have you in my life. Grateful that you were able to tolerate me for the past few years. I've always said that you are my pillar of strength and you know that. You've been there for me so often I can't count the number of favors that I owe you. But perhaps you're just sick of trying to get me out of trouble, sick of all the drama I bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost and gained so many friends over this past year. Worst thing is I lost all my close friends that consider me their best friend. I suck at this friendship thing I admit it. But you can't say I didn't try. Maybe in your view I didn't try hard enough. Maybe I didn't do enough. I know I've changed a lot in this month alone. From what I heard you don't like it. But I really want to hear from you, saying it. Not through a messenger. When you put your point across it gets to me. I look up to you. I respect your decisions so if you just say it to me I promise I'll listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say that I don't know how to put in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I know... I miss you my bestfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-770005358846267554?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/770005358846267554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=770005358846267554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/770005358846267554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/770005358846267554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-as-we-know-it.html' title='Life as we know it...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7029065331756107031</id><published>2011-11-21T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:47:34.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Life is strange and funny isn't it?</title><content type='html'>&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8fMQ3B-EMoY/TspDzidof-I/AAAAAAAAB8E/RQD4eEXEleE/s1600/IMG_4225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8fMQ3B-EMoY/TspDzidof-I/AAAAAAAAB8E/RQD4eEXEleE/s640/IMG_4225.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We used to stay in that 'condo' a couple of years ago... A family of five in a single room flat.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in life there's ups and downs. I would honestly say mine is at a plateau right now. Been waiting for a call back to start work. Out only during the weekends with the boys. Trying my best work out. (yes, Christina exercising, what a joke right?) 'Trying' is the key word right now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say my emotions have been on a roller coaster ever since I came back. Haven't spoken to C in a couple of weeks... Maybe its an improvement? Hahaha. I would say this 'relationship' (or lack of) was long overdue. I should seriously stop talking about him since I've moved on. But what can you do if you miss someone right? I miss him truthfully. Just being with him. I dare to say that I'm feeling close to nothing except concern for him. &lt;i&gt;Thank you for being happy without me. :)&lt;/i&gt; It really goes to show a lot if he can be happy without me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the picture above? Cause I want to remind myself to be happy with what I have and to count my blessings everyday. My family has never been exactly poor. We were managing, now we can live comfortably. But I'm already 20 and still living off my parents whilst my distant friend, Meg in the USA is living day by day with whatever she's making and paying for her education at the same time. I have so much I want to do, so much I want to accomplish. But dreams remain dreams if you don't work on it right? Dreams, I'm sorry, I'll need to shelve you for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of years I'll be almost solely responsible for myself, my family and my extended family in Thailand. Would I dare say I'm ready? No. But I'll need to do what I have to do. I'm planning to work for now, build a lil (tiny) nest egg if I can before I continue in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my goal is to reach double income in 5 years. This is something I WANT to achieve. Love? &amp;nbsp; Well, that's shelved next to the rest of my dreams ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HfkTL_8u3Jw" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-7029065331756107031?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7029065331756107031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7029065331756107031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7029065331756107031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7029065331756107031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-is-strange-and-funny-isnt-it.html' title='Life is strange and funny isn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8fMQ3B-EMoY/TspDzidof-I/AAAAAAAAB8E/RQD4eEXEleE/s72-c/IMG_4225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2752288688073533230</id><published>2011-11-14T09:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:48:17.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C'/><title type='text'>I only pretend to be strong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr-u7V3MgqY/TsBtM_rO_qI/AAAAAAAAB70/3huudQrgiiY/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-11-14%2Bat%2BAM%2B09.12.59.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="435" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674655600505454242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr-u7V3MgqY/TsBtM_rO_qI/AAAAAAAAB70/3huudQrgiiY/s640/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-11-14%2Bat%2BAM%2B09.12.59.png" style="display: block; height: 272px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click to view in large.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The silly things we do for 'love'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You meant so much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I could write a book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2752288688073533230?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2752288688073533230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2752288688073533230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2752288688073533230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2752288688073533230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-only-pretend-to-be-strong.html' title='I only pretend to be strong...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr-u7V3MgqY/TsBtM_rO_qI/AAAAAAAAB70/3huudQrgiiY/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-11-14%2Bat%2BAM%2B09.12.59.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-9070511624009451114</id><published>2011-11-11T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T04:07:55.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Epic dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12ZzVBmueQU/Trv-EtzDUAI/AAAAAAAAB50/WFyq01d92iY/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-04%2Bat%2B18.08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12ZzVBmueQU/Trv-EtzDUAI/AAAAAAAAB50/WFyq01d92iY/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-04%2Bat%2B18.08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673407512569925634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wish I had an autobot protecting me in my dreams ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a super epic dream yesterday. Was falling asleep at 4am and I had a nightmare. I don't get nightmares, I don't even get much dreams... Speaking of dreams I had another one recently, but let me talk about my nightmare first. It was so damn realistic. It was set in my room, I dreamt I was lifted up off my bed like freaking hovering over it and I opened my eyes. I tried to move but I couldn't so I tried to make a sound. I started whimpering then a strained scream a full on scream woke me up in real life. I was so damn scared. Wishing I could go sleep with my sister just cause I was afraid there was a ghost or a demon haunting me. But I couldn't cause she sleeps in a single and she had school in the morning :( I wouldn't really be afraid of ghosts just because of the huge amount of buddhist idols in my house but the demon thing... gives me the creeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dream that I was being raped earlier this year. SF mentioned something about an incubus. I plain thought I was being overly horny/having a sort of wet dream if it could apply in female terms. BUT I went to search on this incubus thingy... I know what a succubus is, having watched The Gates (Interesting american show that got cancelled, vampires/werewolves/witches you know the drill) a demon being who sucked the energy life force from a male victim. It turns out, the incubus, the male form of the succubus, is a demon which preys on women by raping them in their sleep. EEEEK. honestly, I hope for this to not be the truth. I believe in ghosts, but the presence of demons? HELL NO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, my recent dream was that my wisdom teeth was falling out and I plucked them out, 3 out of 4. Like there was blood and everything. I woke up to check whether my teeth was intact -_- Sometimes, I was my vivid dreams were made of fairytales. Not things that I have to be scared of. Hopefully, I'll sleep dreamless tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-9070511624009451114?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9070511624009451114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=9070511624009451114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9070511624009451114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9070511624009451114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/11/epic-dreams.html' title='Epic dreams'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12ZzVBmueQU/Trv-EtzDUAI/AAAAAAAAB50/WFyq01d92iY/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-04%2Bat%2B18.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8699662938520937853</id><published>2011-11-10T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:27:30.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N'/><title type='text'>What is it with me and men?!</title><content type='html'>My streak with men recently... /shakeshead. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last... 'relationship' ended up with my heart in shambles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made me lose all hope with love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 2 short months but it contained a fast forward of 7 years of emotions. (And no, I don't contact him when I'm attached fyi.)Ha! He was my first male best friend I would say. We connected very well over anything and everything. He was older. I had a... sort of infatuation. We hung out over the years. 'We' became something short of an FWB situation. Maybe I was too young to understand at that time. We jokingly called each other 'flings'. I hung out over at his place after school on and off. We sort of dated for awhile while he was serving the nation. I constantly felt like the 3rd wheel for awhile when he got into a relationship with a ONS. Kind of funny really. I backed off after that. He then moved to overseas to study, or I would say to stay permanently. I avoided meeting him when he returned to Singapore during his summer holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reconnected when I was in the States, I guess all the flying, the theme parks, doing the things couples do. Made me wish for more. I honestly just think it was two lonely hearts looking for comfort. I knew we weren't made for a long distance relationship. But he just had to say those 3 words. What made it worse... it was over facebook. Well, I didn't think much over it then, but I guess being as naive as I am... I fell for it. I shouldn't have expected anything at all. I really didn't. But he just had to spoil it all I guess. The first time we met, I didn't expect anything after. I didn't ask for anything either. The last relationship I had before reconnecting with C was made out of nothing. I didn't want to drag another guy into my nonsense. We always had chemistry just that we never really did act on our feelings, just cause he was due to move to another country all together. Everyone knows loves conquers all... well, in this case the both of us can't really deal with loneliness well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know whether I do regret my time with C or not. I guess I can say the memories were good. I was really happy. The first time in a long time I can say after N. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to stop obsessing on what went wrong and make things right with myself. Those who heard my side of the story all has said that C is a jerk and an asshole for all he did. But I really want to see the good side of him. He has done so many things in such a short time that never happened in my last relationship that lasted a year (not that I'm being petty or anything). What he did for me really moved me. But all gone to waste cos he says he isn't really over his ex? 'Part of my heart and soul is still with her' to quote him. It sucked so bad... but I clung on so tight that he cut me off in the end. My fault really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And seriously?! What is it with me and men, spending so much money on them? I think I'll have to blame daddy for this one! When I was in Primary 6, I bought (or so Daddy sponsored who knows why really?) a valentine's day present for this guy I had a crush on (I thought he was cute ok?) and it ended up costing like $30 bucks or so I think maybe less. I can't remember. I was soooooo shy. Seriously, I still remember I gave it to him the day after Valentine's. On Valentine's itself, I asked him if I was okay to give him a present that my cousin didn't want for her birthday (what the hell was I thinking?) He said ok, so I gave it to him the next day. (He says he still has it up to this day. lol!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's just my ego speaking, pushing to pay for my end or to pay for my partner's dinner/gift/THEMEPARKTICKET/*coughbikeinstalmentcough*. And for the life of me, I DO NOT KNOW WHY? I'm naive, easily taken advantage of in this kinds of situations. Thank god, the guys I date are not that scheming to cheat me out of my own money. (Well, I have no life savings to speak of to cheat then again...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now... I can fairly say I'm scared. Really. Been on a couple of dates, all of them not working out. And these are the really nice guys ( I hope I didn't judge them wrongly.) And I guess the previous few guys I was with really affirms the 'I'm into bad boys' thing. My fault for being stupiak ok? And where did the perception that 'I date rich boys' from?! I only had ONE date with one. And man, was he full of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is probably the end of me putting my heart on the line to be butchered badly because I didn't open my eyes wide enough. Next time, Cupid, let me fall in love with my eyes wide open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8699662938520937853?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8699662938520937853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8699662938520937853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8699662938520937853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8699662938520937853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-is-it-with-me-and-men.html' title='What is it with me and men?!'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7463369077254124480</id><published>2011-10-25T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:19:53.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is so bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dPmX-K7eadM" 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/12739767-7463369077254124480?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7463369077254124480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7463369077254124480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7463369077254124480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7463369077254124480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-is-so-bad.html' title='Love is so bad.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dPmX-K7eadM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6170232784051634768</id><published>2011-10-24T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T02:29:52.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some part of you always stay the same.</title><content type='html'>Was looking thru my archive and came upon this quiz that I did when I was much younger. It applied true for that point of my life then, mostly at least. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-family: 'lucida sans unicode'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Your view on yourself&lt;/span&gt;:You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for&lt;/span&gt;:You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship&lt;/span&gt;:You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you meet that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;The seriousness of your love&lt;/span&gt;:You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;:Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;The right job for you&lt;/span&gt;:You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;How do you view success&lt;/span&gt;:You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;What are you most afraid of&lt;/span&gt;:You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Who is your true self&lt;/span&gt;:You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was me in 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you meet that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me now. Priorities change, life happened. But I'm essentially the same I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take this! http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-left: 35px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 3px; "&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You don't really care about other people's feelings. You do things the way you want and usually think only about yourself. You are easy-going and love to have fun, but you can be irresponsible as well. You are not keen on serious discussions because they can make you remember that life isn't always about parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, this is so funny, I took another quiz out of curiosity. I don't really agree with it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take this! http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test81.aspx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, I'm just gonna take a couple more for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt;You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love, and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though, you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is crazy accurate!! http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test80.aspx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun fact: I used to categorize guys I used to date by horoscope, if the horoscope doesn't work out no second date sorry. And some guys are really nice and smart too. But I passed them over for other.. erm assholes. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6170232784051634768?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6170232784051634768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6170232784051634768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6170232784051634768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6170232784051634768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-part-of-you-always-stay-same.html' title='Some part of you always stay the same.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3754815428088349912</id><published>2011-10-12T20:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T21:13:37.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thai Airways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangkok Diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bkk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thailand'/><title type='text'>Bangkok Diaries: Flying Thai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmKcD8G09Rs/TpWLQgxld9I/AAAAAAAAB1w/xvgFpNht7hE/s1600/IMG_4084.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmKcD8G09Rs/TpWLQgxld9I/AAAAAAAAB1w/xvgFpNht7hE/s400/IMG_4084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662585222280345554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2vd9ljbaQM/TpWLQzpNC8I/AAAAAAAAB18/5rSxCBG1MSw/s1600/IMG_4085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2vd9ljbaQM/TpWLQzpNC8I/AAAAAAAAB18/5rSxCBG1MSw/s400/IMG_4085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662585227345464258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's just my dad being goofy from the viewing gallery! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He came to send us off at the airport, mom was feeling pain from her stomach as we were getting some duty free items to bring to Thailand. Even had to go to watsons to get medication! Such drama. Mom needed a rest from walking and the pain so she sat down, and alas she looked up and saw my dad! They are so adorable! I called my dad and had him talk to her. Of cos love is the best medication. She felt better after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SEIaI0F-blc/TpWLSmOZ3kI/AAAAAAAAB2g/otGZzjdZkY0/s1600/IMG_4088.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SEIaI0F-blc/TpWLSmOZ3kI/AAAAAAAAB2g/otGZzjdZkY0/s400/IMG_4088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662585258103135810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sunglasses broke on the trip ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2zBkaRIiy8/TpWLSBuLkrI/AAAAAAAAB2U/VVqxM4bnHbQ/s1600/IMG_4087.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2zBkaRIiy8/TpWLSBuLkrI/AAAAAAAAB2U/VVqxM4bnHbQ/s400/IMG_4087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662585248304304818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the color of the seats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzCkwJvaHwk/TpWLRSt_4GI/AAAAAAAAB2I/S9ajZClKd5g/s1600/IMG_4086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzCkwJvaHwk/TpWLRSt_4GI/AAAAAAAAB2I/S9ajZClKd5g/s400/IMG_4086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662585235687071842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entertainment! YAY! For 2 hrs plus flight. Thank God. My iPod recently died ): RIP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPiwn0pFtOU/TpWNRzkHiZI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Xpvng5wLZ-Q/s1600/IMG_4089.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPiwn0pFtOU/TpWNRzkHiZI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Xpvng5wLZ-Q/s400/IMG_4089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662587443527256466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blanket and earphones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ2DbLXZAos/TpWNRjuHaOI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/sEpOk8q7EV4/s1600/IMG_4090.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ2DbLXZAos/TpWNRjuHaOI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/sEpOk8q7EV4/s400/IMG_4090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662587439274223842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was playing Bejeweled during takeoff. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bEujY-m9Xlk/TpWNQPvREmI/AAAAAAAAB3E/U3Op7NjRhr4/s1600/IMG_4091.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bEujY-m9Xlk/TpWNQPvREmI/AAAAAAAAB3E/U3Op7NjRhr4/s400/IMG_4091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662587416730473058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caught a movie after that, ditched this for a funny Thai movie! Oh god, Mom couldn't hold in her laughter on the flight so I had to check it out. I LOL myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Se8-q28mjYE/TpWNPuXuweI/AAAAAAAAB24/vm4pCFgUB0M/s1600/IMG_4093.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Se8-q28mjYE/TpWNPuXuweI/AAAAAAAAB24/vm4pCFgUB0M/s400/IMG_4093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662587407773385186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In flight meal! - Duck Noodles! Spot my white wine in the corner :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was extremely lucky Dad was okay with us flying Thai Airways as opposed to Budget. It kind of balances out. You get what you pay for. With Thai Airways you get i think 20 or 23kg thru and fro that's already included in the airfare, not like Budget where you pay for an extra 15kg or something. And on Thai Airways you get entertainment, more leg room (makes a lot of difference!!), food and drinks for complimentary. (e.g. everything included in airfare) I think I'll be flying Thai from now on if I can. So much more worth it! And their stewardess/stewards are better looking (/biased)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YY825mNDL0I/TpWNPdZE6hI/AAAAAAAAB2s/c45A62cv6xY/s1600/IMG_4095.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YY825mNDL0I/TpWNPdZE6hI/AAAAAAAAB2s/c45A62cv6xY/s400/IMG_4095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662587403215628818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long Live the King!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sis picked us up from the airport and drove us home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AXLxeP_d6k/TpWO_UYPYHI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/f0K0LjP0YyI/s1600/IMG_4103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AXLxeP_d6k/TpWO_UYPYHI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/f0K0LjP0YyI/s400/IMG_4103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662589324941549682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Extremely cute Tao Kae Noi ad on a bus! Did you know Tao Kae Noi is a Thai brand?! :) It's Thai for Small Boss/ Xiao Lao Ban in Mandrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGFGVwT9jIE/TpWO-iZIuOI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/p6VapK4WwDI/s1600/IMG_4104.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGFGVwT9jIE/TpWO-iZIuOI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/p6VapK4WwDI/s400/IMG_4104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662589311523535074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugh. Traffic as usual.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMwJT4QrJjE/TpWO-dq1xXI/AAAAAAAAB4A/4ZSh__Hq_Lg/s1600/IMG_4105.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Di8S56u31sE/TpWO9TezqVI/AAAAAAAAB34/KaLj8M0F9tI/s1600/IMG_4106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Di8S56u31sE/TpWO9TezqVI/AAAAAAAAB34/KaLj8M0F9tI/s400/IMG_4106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662589290340919634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Thailand version of Zi Char! Our Dinner stop near our house in Don Mueang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-61-8dsTMmtc/TpWO9IqkayI/AAAAAAAAB3o/mjYTxZ829Ks/s1600/IMG_4107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-61-8dsTMmtc/TpWO9IqkayI/AAAAAAAAB3o/mjYTxZ829Ks/s400/IMG_4107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662589287437462306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mW-96ewJXF4/TpWQ28QBZlI/AAAAAAAAB5c/QzpaoiaGim0/s1600/IMG_4109.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mW-96ewJXF4/TpWQ28QBZlI/AAAAAAAAB5c/QzpaoiaGim0/s400/IMG_4109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662591380048930386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obviously a Thai family with Chinese roots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Et6WYMy69vk/TpWQ2C0TncI/AAAAAAAAB5U/f1-NDjpg2Vc/s1600/IMG_4110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Et6WYMy69vk/TpWQ2C0TncI/AAAAAAAAB5U/f1-NDjpg2Vc/s400/IMG_4110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662591364631862722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nlnxywTf-As/TpWQ1fWqbaI/AAAAAAAAB5E/4Y0NALfJd1w/s1600/IMG_4111.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nlnxywTf-As/TpWQ1fWqbaI/AAAAAAAAB5E/4Y0NALfJd1w/s400/IMG_4111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662591355112287650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fave prawns T_T Only in Thailand, not that cheap but so delicious with seafood sauce! The green sauce in the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nVInP-zkn58/TpWQ1NxrneI/AAAAAAAAB40/LKy_d2HdYek/s1600/IMG_4112.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nVInP-zkn58/TpWQ1NxrneI/AAAAAAAAB40/LKy_d2HdYek/s400/IMG_4112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662591350393773538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smSmjr1St1A/TpWQ02LVOYI/AAAAAAAAB4s/LtT0hKkMLRI/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smSmjr1St1A/TpWQ02LVOYI/AAAAAAAAB4s/LtT0hKkMLRI/s400/IMG_4113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662591344058907010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food coma after dinner! I love Thai Food so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3754815428088349912?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3754815428088349912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3754815428088349912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3754815428088349912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3754815428088349912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/10/bangkok-diaries-flying-thai.html' title='Bangkok Diaries: Flying Thai'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmKcD8G09Rs/TpWLQgxld9I/AAAAAAAAB1w/xvgFpNht7hE/s72-c/IMG_4084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6055781378542363208</id><published>2011-09-28T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T01:43:15.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a drama...</title><content type='html'>sometimes it just seems money will solve everything though. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't people just accept the truth when it is placed plainly in front of them? Instead of going ahead and make the stupid mistake? Seesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am watching this show on Thai TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl gets ditched by boyfriend for another girl who was prettier. Girl goes off to do plastic surgery over like 3 years. Ex saw her and hit on her without realizing who she was. Drama max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is so damn pretty now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want to do plastic surgery ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to make my eyes even/bigger and of course liposuction for everywhere possible. HAHAHA. Maybe a dimple or 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is too accepted here. Plus the culture in Thailand is really different. They value beauty a lot. Whereas in Singapore they value money and assets more than how you look. In a sense Thai = Superficial &amp;gt; Materialistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6055781378542363208?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6055781378542363208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6055781378542363208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6055781378542363208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6055781378542363208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/lifes-drama.html' title='Life&apos;s a drama...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-9038498637285024555</id><published>2011-09-24T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:50:48.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bkk'/><title type='text'>free as a bird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjYQMymXpiA/Tn0oHm2GbSI/AAAAAAAAB1o/nLeFh963ifk/s1600/IMG_3648.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjYQMymXpiA/Tn0oHm2GbSI/AAAAAAAAB1o/nLeFh963ifk/s400/IMG_3648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655720818198867234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up in the air in a few hours. Can't wait to be home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-9038498637285024555?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9038498637285024555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=9038498637285024555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9038498637285024555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9038498637285024555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/free-as-bird.html' title='free as a bird...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjYQMymXpiA/Tn0oHm2GbSI/AAAAAAAAB1o/nLeFh963ifk/s72-c/IMG_3648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5271570841117912027</id><published>2011-09-23T06:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T06:29:39.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ravishloots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><title type='text'>ravishloots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UI1b6gU9A0A/Tnu2Jf6CxOI/AAAAAAAAB1g/9JGKeSF9CH8/s1600/IMG_4012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UI1b6gU9A0A/Tnu2Jf6CxOI/AAAAAAAAB1g/9JGKeSF9CH8/s400/IMG_4012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655314031393817826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did a photoshoot recently as a favor. &lt;div&gt;Please support&lt;a href="ravishloots.blogspot.com"&gt; Ravishloots&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ravishloots.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are having a bag and shoes preorder right now! Plus they just released a new collection!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen the envelope clutch in person and I'm so tempted to get it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will if I don't see anything comparable in Bkk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please support! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5271570841117912027?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5271570841117912027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5271570841117912027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5271570841117912027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5271570841117912027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/ravishloots.html' title='ravishloots'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UI1b6gU9A0A/Tnu2Jf6CxOI/AAAAAAAAB1g/9JGKeSF9CH8/s72-c/IMG_4012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3585555999304719718</id><published>2011-09-23T06:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T06:21:36.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy unbirthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ1q89ZyP-0/Tnuz8MoBm-I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/zIO9TmgMXfA/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2BAM%2B03.29.08.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ1q89ZyP-0/Tnuz8MoBm-I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/zIO9TmgMXfA/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2BAM%2B03.29.08.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655311603856415714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you everyone who wished me even though I was in the States! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't really spend my birthday this year really too meaningfully. Spent it in Downtown Disney and belated in the parks! Got a few surprises though, free ice cream and trading pin :) And the only birthday gift in a sense was the Ed Hardy jacket that Jonny gave me cos he was buying it 1 for 1! Haha. I want my 21st to be really meaningful and awesome though. I was thinking a uniform party! Haha inspired by Shao Wei or a glow paint party like Katy Perry's but no area to hold it ): Sigh! Need ideas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3585555999304719718?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3585555999304719718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3585555999304719718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3585555999304719718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3585555999304719718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-unbirthday.html' title='Happy unbirthday...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ1q89ZyP-0/Tnuz8MoBm-I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/zIO9TmgMXfA/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2BAM%2B03.29.08.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8164443769579367384</id><published>2011-09-23T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T02:12:00.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rings'/><title type='text'>vampire bites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got obsessed with laser cut acrylic rings when I was in the US and rings as per usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i63Dr602CrA/Tnt2vKVC1WI/AAAAAAAAB1I/LfSquEIvypE/s1600/IMG_2773.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i63Dr602CrA/Tnt2vKVC1WI/AAAAAAAAB1I/LfSquEIvypE/s400/IMG_2773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655244309692339554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vampire Ring from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/69308474/vampire-mouth-lips-and-teeth-lasercut?ref=sr_gallery_9&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=acrylic+laser+cut+vampire&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;LicketyCut&lt;/a&gt; ; Winged Ring from Charlotte Russe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXwWnARfvPU/Tnt2u31FJ7I/AAAAAAAAB1A/d1igz-JMfuA/s1600/IMG_2768.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXwWnARfvPU/Tnt2u31FJ7I/AAAAAAAAB1A/d1igz-JMfuA/s400/IMG_2768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655244304726435762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;F*ck You Ring in Pink Glitter from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/68186961/fuck-you-ring-clear-laser-cut-acrylic?ref=sr_gallery_3&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=acrylic+laser+cut+rings&amp;amp;ga_order=most_relevant&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;emikoshop&lt;/a&gt; ; Bow ring from Charlotte Russe ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Studded Double Layer Bracelet from Calvin Klein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5jrzTDu7Bk/Tnt2ubrrNvI/AAAAAAAAB04/ZcmzW7mCoJA/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-21%2Bat%2B22.56.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5jrzTDu7Bk/Tnt2ubrrNvI/AAAAAAAAB04/ZcmzW7mCoJA/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-21%2Bat%2B22.56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655244297170794226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kind of a pointless blog, but since I had the pics anyway! Why not! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8164443769579367384?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8164443769579367384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8164443769579367384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8164443769579367384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8164443769579367384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/vampire-bites.html' title='vampire bites'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i63Dr602CrA/Tnt2vKVC1WI/AAAAAAAAB1I/LfSquEIvypE/s72-c/IMG_2773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4597729555913211608</id><published>2011-09-18T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:42:37.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, bitches!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been back since the 3rd.&lt;div&gt;Been meeting friends left, right, centre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But unfortunately it also let's me realise who my real friends are I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And those who are not worth it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have expected my 'best friends' to at least attempt to meet me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But alas, I was disappointed. 2 weeks since I'm back, not a peep from them at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I know where I am at in your priorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4597729555913211608?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4597729555913211608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4597729555913211608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4597729555913211608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4597729555913211608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-back-bitches.html' title='I&apos;m back, bitches!'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5274742876182596535</id><published>2011-09-18T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:37:50.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HK'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxDBitSA568/TnXz9Wm8K-I/AAAAAAAAB0w/9eVFWrEek0Q/s1600/IMG_3521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxDBitSA568/TnXz9Wm8K-I/AAAAAAAAB0w/9eVFWrEek0Q/s400/IMG_3521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653693142600002530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some say the eyes are the windows to your soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to close my window!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5274742876182596535?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5274742876182596535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5274742876182596535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5274742876182596535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5274742876182596535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-say-eyes-are-windows-to-your-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxDBitSA568/TnXz9Wm8K-I/AAAAAAAAB0w/9eVFWrEek0Q/s72-c/IMG_3521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3320680034490852728</id><published>2011-09-18T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T03:07:52.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C'/><title type='text'>Screw you...</title><content type='html'>For haunting my dreams.&lt;div&gt;For breaking my heart when in the first place you made me take the risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For making fall in 'love' with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet, I can't bring myself to let you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you just tell me that you're okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I know that you're okay without me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will just go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will walk away from all this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to N recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made me realised how broken I was as a person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't even allow myself to think of relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't deserve to hurt anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I bring myself to love someone else when what I'm doing all the time is fall apart silently inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish I could just step away from all of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For once, this time when I go to Thailand, I do not want the internet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to have fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be able to have fun on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be able to have fun without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3320680034490852728?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3320680034490852728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3320680034490852728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3320680034490852728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3320680034490852728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/screw-you.html' title='Screw you...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4761508124635043604</id><published>2011-08-27T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T14:52:31.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C'/><title type='text'>I am so afraid...</title><content type='html'>of falling in love with you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I love you.' it still escapes my lips when I see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but seriously I'm not too sure whether its true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fell in love in Disneyworld. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the magic happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what will happen when I move away from the magic and further away from you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I can do long distance for long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pain of missing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pain of worrying about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll tire me out so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say 'One step at a time.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you have no idea how much this will take out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4761508124635043604?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3816765240234824468</id><published>2011-08-17T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T16:08:21.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fail.</title><content type='html'>I fail at this blogging thing. At least I have photos in my facebook thats updated!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and probably I'm saying this too early but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm falling in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WrrtnEM7q84/Tkt2hXZEZtI/AAAAAAAAB0g/nDcpQs792Nw/s1600/IMG_3481.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WrrtnEM7q84/Tkt2hXZEZtI/AAAAAAAAB0g/nDcpQs792Nw/s400/IMG_3481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641733273798600402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time will tell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3816765240234824468?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3816765240234824468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3816765240234824468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3816765240234824468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3816765240234824468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/08/fail.html' title='fail.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WrrtnEM7q84/Tkt2hXZEZtI/AAAAAAAAB0g/nDcpQs792Nw/s72-c/IMG_3481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8060894192301754073</id><published>2011-06-17T07:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T07:39:21.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's never too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VfJUutQcJQk/TfqPnD8hWhI/AAAAAAAAByk/phkT9cnvEGA/s1600/IMG_2675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VfJUutQcJQk/TfqPnD8hWhI/AAAAAAAAByk/phkT9cnvEGA/s400/IMG_2675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618961386334935570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Winnie - HongKong, Juan - Colombia, Jessica - Vietnam, Clarissa - Indonesia, Denis - France, ME! - Singapore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's never too late to make friends, its kinda sad that all the people in the picture besides me are leaving in a few weeks! And they are really cool and awesome people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jessica organised a international potluck at her place in Vista Way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qos95m_iKQ8/TfqQjMysMdI/AAAAAAAABys/3-fJxowoJKM/s1600/IMG_2651.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qos95m_iKQ8/TfqQjMysMdI/AAAAAAAABys/3-fJxowoJKM/s400/IMG_2651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618962419501773266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was to start with! I cheated and bought sushi, haha. Everyone else made their own food. Even the boys! Takashi made the fried chicken karage on the bottom right. The dough and salsa thing was from Juan, apple pie made by Denis, bread pudding made by Clarissa and beef fried by Jessica! Jessica made some good soup at night for supper when we were leaving T_T Reminds me of home so much omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EypEfSQkxuo/TfqSHOvD1WI/AAAAAAAABy0/TOxXGOI_KLg/s1600/IMG_2652.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EypEfSQkxuo/TfqSHOvD1WI/AAAAAAAABy0/TOxXGOI_KLg/s400/IMG_2652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618964138010334562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Takashi trying to teach Juan how to use chopsticks! I feel so ashamed T_T I'm Asian and I don't even know how to use chopsticks properly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRref8scPuo/TfqSHZ5_p7I/AAAAAAAABy8/MpfZvtGTRyU/s1600/IMG_2654.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRref8scPuo/TfqSHZ5_p7I/AAAAAAAABy8/MpfZvtGTRyU/s400/IMG_2654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618964141008988082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of Jessica's Australian housemates and their friend came to join in the fun. The guy in the middle could use chopsticks properly. /shamed face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4UZlu1pNYQ/TfqSHp3JoYI/AAAAAAAABzE/yiYAFxFNWeI/s1600/IMG_2698.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4UZlu1pNYQ/TfqSHp3JoYI/AAAAAAAABzE/yiYAFxFNWeI/s400/IMG_2698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618964145292026242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the many funny 10 shots we took! Rest are all on &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150281526436514.379040.742876513"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we lazed around before deciding to go to the Clubhouse to borrow board games to play. We started with Pictionary but it got too complicated to play. We played Catch the phrase instead! Its so funny how everyone is trying to make their team guess the correct word and they only know it in their native language, we had a laptop on standby too for googling the word meanings. Haha. It was pretty fun! Thanks Jessica for organizing this! We ended the night trying to dance to Kpop songs, at least Winnie and Jessica did. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8060894192301754073?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8060894192301754073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8060894192301754073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8060894192301754073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8060894192301754073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-never-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s never too late.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VfJUutQcJQk/TfqPnD8hWhI/AAAAAAAAByk/phkT9cnvEGA/s72-c/IMG_2675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1591064846906134961</id><published>2011-06-14T02:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T03:52:23.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mackers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMTLCG2oKaQ/TfZbcOJ2QRI/AAAAAAAABxU/KMf2mlIVgz4/s1600/IMG_2486.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMTLCG2oKaQ/TfZbcOJ2QRI/AAAAAAAABxU/KMf2mlIVgz4/s400/IMG_2486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617778125585137938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided to have MacDonald's one day for dinner! We walked like 15 mins to get there T__T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOY5PUvuzUo/TfZbdkxqlyI/AAAAAAAABxk/CB9ft3AlwRs/s1600/IMG_2488.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOY5PUvuzUo/TfZbdkxqlyI/AAAAAAAABxk/CB9ft3AlwRs/s400/IMG_2488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617778148837594914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spot Sushiology! Heard there's awesome sushi there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzfwTp0ERtU/TfZbeL5i_TI/AAAAAAAABxs/pcXNZvtPfN8/s1600/IMG_2489.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzfwTp0ERtU/TfZbeL5i_TI/AAAAAAAABxs/pcXNZvtPfN8/s400/IMG_2489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617778159339633970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HQ wanted to take a picture with the ducks. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGbwEW3a0xg/TfZbc7-IfwI/AAAAAAAABxc/qEwkyKp37mE/s1600/IMG_2487.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGbwEW3a0xg/TfZbc7-IfwI/AAAAAAAABxc/qEwkyKp37mE/s400/IMG_2487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617778137884032770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunset over I-Drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzfwTp0ERtU/TfZbeL5i_TI/AAAAAAAABxs/pcXNZvtPfN8/s1600/IMG_2489.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBr85mAxyTI/TfZm6TiUNQI/AAAAAAAAByU/GMX8sRz6CgU/s1600/IMG_2496.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBr85mAxyTI/TfZm6TiUNQI/AAAAAAAAByU/GMX8sRz6CgU/s400/IMG_2496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617790737053922562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baked Apple Pie with Cinnamon sugar! I'm not a fan of Cinnamon. Blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ9SG8G94Cs/TfZm6EHPysI/AAAAAAAAByM/PQnOZ7PR_qo/s1600/IMG_2495.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ9SG8G94Cs/TfZm6EHPysI/AAAAAAAAByM/PQnOZ7PR_qo/s400/IMG_2495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617790732913855170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AlSK7KYe7kw/TfZm5makk5I/AAAAAAAAByE/jBNNHmKdrsQ/s1600/IMG_2494.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AlSK7KYe7kw/TfZm5makk5I/AAAAAAAAByE/jBNNHmKdrsQ/s400/IMG_2494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617790724941845394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fillet O Fish tastes the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5_ZJtCn4KM/TfZbexMaNdI/AAAAAAAABx0/K7rUrLGk5FQ/s1600/IMG_2490.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5_ZJtCn4KM/TfZbexMaNdI/AAAAAAAABx0/K7rUrLGk5FQ/s400/IMG_2490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617778169350862290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fries were abit better then Sg's but saltier. T_T And the Chicken Nuggets only came in 10 pcs. Lol. Supersized max. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47Ky0L5KVNU/TfZm5dZfbSI/AAAAAAAABx8/Bj0Cz-Wfj6k/s1600/IMG_2493.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47Ky0L5KVNU/TfZm5dZfbSI/AAAAAAAABx8/Bj0Cz-Wfj6k/s400/IMG_2493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617790722521394466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nugget sauces we got to try, Spicy Buffalo is gross. Sour for some reason. And the Barbeque sauce is amazing plz. Like there's meat in the sauce! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4eoLSbTA1A/TfZm6637z8I/AAAAAAAAByc/tn9gNLfOu-M/s1600/IMG_2499.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4eoLSbTA1A/TfZm6637z8I/AAAAAAAAByc/tn9gNLfOu-M/s400/IMG_2499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617790747613581250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 out of the 4 baby kittens that stayed near the parking garage of the Outlets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1591064846906134961?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1591064846906134961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1591064846906134961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1591064846906134961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1591064846906134961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/mackers.html' title='Mackers.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMTLCG2oKaQ/TfZbcOJ2QRI/AAAAAAAABxU/KMf2mlIVgz4/s72-c/IMG_2486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-17149267402688613</id><published>2011-03-26T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:44:16.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 decades old.</title><content type='html'>This is so weird, hitting the big 2-0. &lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it already. &lt;br /&gt;I was kinda shocked looking at my schedule in class realizing that my birthday was in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I wished I had more loved ones to spend my birthday with me here.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in Florida. My family is going to be in Thailand at that time, and my friends in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, finally I feel homesick. &lt;br /&gt;I miss all my friends, my family, the freedom, the transportation. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, being independent isn't all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not someone whose good at time management.&lt;br /&gt;So that kinda sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 12.39am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;But it's my day off. &lt;br /&gt;So I gather that I ought to make full use of my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea where to go for my birthday, who to spend it with.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know whether I'm on off for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really miss home so much now. &lt;br /&gt;I miss my mommy, my daddy, my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;I just miss their presence so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got to be strong, I'm an adult now aye? &lt;br /&gt;Young adult still. &lt;br /&gt;But with growing up, comes responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be able to live up to expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, being 20 years old. &lt;br /&gt;Counts for something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-17149267402688613?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/17149267402688613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=17149267402688613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/17149267402688613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/17149267402688613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-decades-old.html' title='2 decades old.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3973218215141140622</id><published>2011-03-04T05:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T06:02:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginngs</title><content type='html'>My english was so damn atrocious man.&lt;br /&gt;I just imported archives from my old blogs.&lt;br /&gt;This means I've been blogging since 2004? or 2005 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I've changed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had Joan Babe to read my blog for fun cos I couldn't entertain her.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess my old self did. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read through my old prayer blog... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time I blogged there was in 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was the only post for 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I backslided A LOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I sort of lost faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man... what can I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayers was way deep, reading them now, I'm very surprised at myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the language I used in my so-called Letters to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my posts from 2005 are gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like super mushy and cheesy and vomit blood type of gross OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the fuck was wrong with me!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super toe/finger curling lah OMG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ewww. Sooooooooooooooo glad that I matured. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's so funny/interesting at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, too be in 'love' so young isn't that fun and good at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And seriously, I don't remember half the people mentioned in my blogposts. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was tooooooo boy crazy. Zzzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell was wrong with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder so many people found me annoying man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the language... I don't even want to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ii iish sho lii haii worx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAZY as hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how on earth did I manage an A2 for O level english... that I'll never know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please guys, I've changed. A LOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was like 6 yrs ago? Don't judge me. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3973218215141140622?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3973218215141140622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3973218215141140622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3973218215141140622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3973218215141140622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-beginngs_04.html' title='New beginngs'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7633374883923039755</id><published>2011-03-04T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T04:18:32.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I might be a bit too crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy crazy that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-7633374883923039755?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7633374883923039755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7633374883923039755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7633374883923039755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7633374883923039755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-might-be-bit-too-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3775827471969379233</id><published>2011-02-24T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T02:23:24.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BF expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Commitment-phobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Christsj: RT @victoriateo: RT @kiddyrei: My next boyfriend must have completed NS&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have very bad bad expections.&lt;br /&gt;If the relationship starts with a phone call everyday and in the end becomes one that has one phone call every week. I can take. But if there is no call at all. I freak. &lt;br /&gt;If one starts with skype-ing everyday and ends into one where there is no call, no sms, no contact for an entire week. I freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak = Breakup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand changes I guess. &lt;br /&gt;I guess it changes things, I just can't stay committed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dated a NSF before.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all that bad. &lt;br /&gt;But mostly because he was a clerk. Meh. (Not that it was his choice, got downgraded due to an injury) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot imagine how my friends endure it when their boyfriends go through outfield/overseas training/confinement. &lt;br /&gt;For me, its just crazy ass scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I can't have everything that I yearn for? &lt;br /&gt;Ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: Watching Dream High now, I wish to have a relationship like Jason &amp; PikSuk. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3775827471969379233?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3775827471969379233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3775827471969379233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3775827471969379233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3775827471969379233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/commitment-phobia.html' title='Commitment-phobia'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-945286083876053464</id><published>2011-02-23T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T02:24:36.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><title type='text'>DO NOT.</title><content type='html'>I swear I'm a Mac noob.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to insert a mini disk into the Superdrive.&lt;br /&gt;FAILED. Of course. &lt;br /&gt;I thought the MacBook Pro would be smart enough to detect it.&lt;br /&gt;NOT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my horror. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I was panicking on how to get it out.&lt;br /&gt;Google wasn't so much of a help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit Card method = FAIL (No credit card used other hard plastic cards instead)&lt;br /&gt;Shaking the mbp = FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I improvised the post-it method. &lt;br /&gt;I stuck double sided tape on a cue card (Realised that my credit card could get lost in the drive too)&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS on the first try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Bimbotic Mac moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-945286083876053464?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/945286083876053464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=945286083876053464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/945286083876053464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/945286083876053464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-not.html' title='DO NOT.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4886896641649075176</id><published>2011-02-21T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T02:24:56.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>If only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hHP3XdJEcVA" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: hate to see the sight of couples now. revolted. max. yes, just cos I'm jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4886896641649075176?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4886896641649075176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4886896641649075176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4886896641649075176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4886896641649075176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-only.html' title='If only...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hHP3XdJEcVA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3692073459691807659</id><published>2011-02-21T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T21:02:38.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact lenses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean'/><title type='text'>Review: EOS WM-310 Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wwkvthoh2n0/TWFRA37bdnI/AAAAAAAABxI/k9JkzA9Zx40/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575826889116448370" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wwkvthoh2n0/TWFRA37bdnI/AAAAAAAABxI/k9JkzA9Zx40/s400/IMG_0158.JPG" style="cursor: move; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTxkzvN4HM4/TspJbMOTfkI/AAAAAAAAB8M/YJUW_wGShVY/s1600/IMG_0246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTxkzvN4HM4/TspJbMOTfkI/AAAAAAAAB8M/YJUW_wGShVY/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken in sunlight... Excuse the face.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGLa1wQCmgk/TWFQ_SaLbgI/AAAAAAAABwo/uRe0fHKWijQ/s1600/IMG_0258.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575826861865004546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGLa1wQCmgk/TWFQ_SaLbgI/AAAAAAAABwo/uRe0fHKWijQ/s400/IMG_0258.JPG" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken indoors.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Long overdue. My favorite pair of brown contacts that doesn't make me look like a cat!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enlargement: 4/5&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Comfort: 4/5 (Still prefer Geo though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Color intensity: 4/5&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish I still had this pair though, there was a tear after a few days of wear ): No one to blame but myself. Sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bought from a spree with friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3692073459691807659?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3692073459691807659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3692073459691807659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3692073459691807659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3692073459691807659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/review-eos-wm-310-brown.html' title='Review: EOS WM-310 Brown'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxYQspMnLVw/TWFQ_tUXk_I/AAAAAAAABww/pgY0ONEMWOc/s72-c/IMG_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6545922001150899059</id><published>2011-02-19T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T02:25:32.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Jae, Jae.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xubQPCIsDy8/TV6fbQpM0WI/AAAAAAAABwg/VaMicOBJVBs/s1600/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xubQPCIsDy8/TV6fbQpM0WI/AAAAAAAABwg/VaMicOBJVBs/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575068679404310882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess this guy has been very important to me for the past 2 years. (I don't really have a decent piccy) :( I really don't know what to say. I have also no idea why Jae trusts me so much when especially everyone thinks I'm a loudmouth. But I really thank him for that. I guess he is also brings me back to solid ground and made me the realist I am. And he is damn smart! Like he knows alot of things I don't! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus we sort of can sense each other hahahaha! Like when we are in the same area or something. He also has given me an insight of life that I would have never thought of/experience. And maybe because he is more mature than most guys his age. Thats maybe why we can click so well. And I cannot count the number of times I made him angry and yet he still forgives me. Which is really not his nature to do? I guess thats why I learn how to appreciate him more. I'm sure I've also made a big impact in his life as he did mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Jae! I hate the fact that I'm missing out on your 21st! ): At &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;MBS&lt;/span&gt; somemore! You really are my best GUY friend. (Don't fight with HQ, haha) I will miss you so much ): Don't forget me when you enlist okkkkk? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6545922001150899059?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6545922001150899059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6545922001150899059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6545922001150899059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6545922001150899059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/jae-jae.html' title='Jae, Jae.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xubQPCIsDy8/TV6fbQpM0WI/AAAAAAAABwg/VaMicOBJVBs/s72-c/IMG_0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8260528142760938312</id><published>2011-02-18T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T00:30:44.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I call friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlXdtu16uEU/TV6USVGPAPI/AAAAAAAABwQ/dtRK_ImrQbQ/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-18%2Bat%2B21.47%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlXdtu16uEU/TV6USVGPAPI/AAAAAAAABwQ/dtRK_ImrQbQ/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-18%2Bat%2B21.47%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575056431353102578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yugine, Jasmine, Christina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope we stay like this forever. 3 years of friendship and counting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really don't understand how, but this girls really GET me. Like they really understand. I apologise for not being a better friend. Especially to Yugine, I know how much shit I give you sometimes but I'm REALLY glad you stood by me no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are real friends, friends who know how crazy I can be but yet they still stand by me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honest to God I love you girls. Stay with me for ever k? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8260528142760938312?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8260528142760938312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8260528142760938312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8260528142760938312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8260528142760938312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-what-i-call-friends.html' title='This is what I call friends.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlXdtu16uEU/TV6USVGPAPI/AAAAAAAABwQ/dtRK_ImrQbQ/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-18%2Bat%2B21.47%2B%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1330805746751695309</id><published>2011-02-07T13:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T00:24:18.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So near yet so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3G4TagZ2IOU/TV6XzJKqcYI/AAAAAAAABwY/XtZ4oMKr9tc/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3G4TagZ2IOU/TV6XzJKqcYI/AAAAAAAABwY/XtZ4oMKr9tc/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575060293621019010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything is done, payments are halfway done.&lt;div&gt;Just a plane ticket to pay for and it's confirmed I'll be leaving this sunny island for 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I don't change too much as a person. But I know I will. I hope that no one will resent me for the person that I become. It's part and parcel of life, that one changes. And the friends that continue to stand by me are the ones that really matters I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have less than  a month to meet everyone I want to meet. Hah, sounds like I'm going to die or something. Hahaha. But it doesn't really matter to me. Its only 6 months, our friendship will still stay, as long as you're there :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell you the truth. I'm really afraid of leaving. I really hate the thought that I'm leaving my family. But hey if they are able to leave to go on a vacay means they really believe in me that I will be able to manage myself huh? I will really miss my friends, I will really miss Jae ): No one to vent to besides Yugine. She will get so sick of me. Hahaha. But there's still the internet, facebook, skype, msn and probably whatsapp if I can afford it ;) Maybe I shouldn't worry so much at all huh? :) And email too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, if I wasn't going, I would be able to go back to Chao Thai Mai :/ With Jolyn and gang! And maybe Yogyakarta too. (For OCIP) And of course go to Japan with the fam. But its a once in a lifetime chance. Tania said something that really rang into me, why waste another 6 months? I guess its because I need to prove to myself that I can do it, be alone and work hard. Be independent, and its a breakaway from my comfort zone. I really depend on my parents too much. I need to be able to do this on my own. Plus front desk at Disney for 6 months would look so much better than 6 months at wardrobe IMO. My aim is really Hard Rock? Cos I THINK they are more lax about appearance and I really wanna have brightly colored hair and tattoos all that stuff(Secretly want to be a rebel. LOL) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... What to pack? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1330805746751695309?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1330805746751695309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1330805746751695309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1330805746751695309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1330805746751695309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='So near yet so far'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3G4TagZ2IOU/TV6XzJKqcYI/AAAAAAAABwY/XtZ4oMKr9tc/s72-c/IMG_0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4048175192535577708</id><published>2011-01-14T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T05:00:36.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People change, feelings change, memories don't.</title><content type='html'>Met with KY for dins downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Talked &amp;amp; talked.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about somethings I feel uncomfortable about I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid, I thought I was in love.&lt;br /&gt;I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I regret.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel stupid, naive most of all.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I really can't answer my own question.&lt;br /&gt;Have I wasted my time?&lt;br /&gt;My life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In real time, I've been on 2 days MC.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you generous doctor!&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm having my off.&lt;br /&gt;So 4 days of resting at home.&lt;br /&gt;I really want more though ):&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, won't happen, can't happen.&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't be awake now.&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I really want to faint of exhaustion at work to show the management how shitty the job really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up to go to school to drop off papers and to US embassy to collect more papers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4048175192535577708?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4048175192535577708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4048175192535577708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4048175192535577708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4048175192535577708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/people-change-feelings-change-memories.html' title='People change, feelings change, memories don&apos;t.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1678126731502291225</id><published>2011-01-03T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:40:11.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WO'/><title type='text'>On To Central</title><content type='html'>Finally I'm out of USS.&lt;div&gt;I will really really miss Ann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt so much from her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How often do you click with someone who could even be your own mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, the politics and the hidden agendas of people at USS really really blows my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really must stop being hardworking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does not have its perks at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead I get accused of stealing a lead's job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf? I was just trying to help aight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the leads are either wussies/inflexible/NO BRAINZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I want to be offensive, but they anger me so much sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Uncle Eu told me, it's better to act dumb then be smart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bringing a new perspective to Central. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't please everyone and don't want to waste my energy to anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Your performance is... okay. You have initiative, but you have to use it at the right time. Too much is not good." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What in the fucking hell is that? So... I rather not help at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish good luck to any new interns who are unlucky enough to be in wardrobe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Experience gained yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But would it make you better then others who have worked in FOH if you're applying for a FOH job? BIG FAT NO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the most part, you'll learn that people aren't as simple as they seem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss working at Casino, where it wasn't complicated at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do your work and you're fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitching happens when there's not enough work. Duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope it isn't the same as Central. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At USS, people tend to be pretentious due to the fact that the big boss works in the same area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzzz. How 2 faced can a person be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is it. In less than 6 weeks. I'm outta here. FOR GOOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never look back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1678126731502291225?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1678126731502291225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1678126731502291225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1678126731502291225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1678126731502291225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-to-central_03.html' title='On To Central'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8034401777732523970</id><published>2010-12-16T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T02:07:29.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High, high. I'm so high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="1280" height="745"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1M0UKcq8ro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1M0UKcq8ro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8034401777732523970?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8034401777732523970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8034401777732523970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8034401777732523970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8034401777732523970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/high-high-im-so-high.html' title='High, high. I&apos;m so high.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4780333954573473840</id><published>2010-12-15T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:53:48.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only halfway...</title><content type='html'>I give up.&lt;br /&gt;On life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gave up my relationship with Alistair.&lt;/span&gt; Pains me to say this but yes. You hear it here first. I don't find a need to declare my status or this or that. Plus, I feel dumb saying that we broke up. I only find myself to blame. It was the same with Nigel. Just because they (the boyfriends) had no time for me. Call me selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gave up my friendships.&lt;/span&gt; I only talked to a few people about this, Monil, HuanQing. But I really think that I shouldn't give a fuck to people who just wants to entertain me. If our friendship doesn't benefit me in anyway. I'm getting the fuck out. Again, call me selfish if you want.&lt;br /&gt;Hell,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I even gave up writing my fanfics.&lt;/span&gt; Hardeehaha.&lt;br /&gt;I had dreams, so many of them.&lt;br /&gt;But reality sucks. Lolita, Dolls, Cosplay, Makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the determination to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the internship at least.&lt;br /&gt;I've driven myself up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;I told the HR and my TM I hated this internship.&lt;br /&gt;Woot.&lt;br /&gt;It's true. I hate being in Wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;I think it doesn't benefit me... much to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I chose to apply for Disney.&lt;br /&gt;Even the nastiest guest sounds even better than packing dirty clothes. fmlmaxright?&lt;br /&gt;You don't even want to think how much sweat x 300 people stinks. Oh-mai-gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Disney.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start another chapter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;No baggage. Nothing holding me back or tying me down.&lt;br /&gt;It's me. For myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time for me to get a handle on my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I cry too easily. Ironic eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4780333954573473840?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4780333954573473840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4780333954573473840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4780333954573473840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4780333954573473840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-halfway.html' title='Only halfway...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2633663554231805545</id><published>2010-11-16T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T04:09:21.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All's not fine in Christina-land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm ill.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2633663554231805545?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2633663554231805545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2633663554231805545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2633663554231805545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2633663554231805545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/alls-not-fine-in-christina-land.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-781050681887181442</id><published>2010-11-08T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T01:57:50.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break.</title><content type='html'>I miss having a social life. I'm so overworked I dream about work.&lt;br /&gt;I  want to laugh, I want scream, I want to dance, I want to run. So tired  that I can't. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to endure till Feb? Prolly not rest properly enough and it's off to Florida till Sept.&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing to myself?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm such a failure, I can't save my relationship at all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be such a fool if this ends because of the same thing, me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I demand too much.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;But most of all. I can't do this anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-781050681887181442?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/781050681887181442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=781050681887181442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/781050681887181442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/781050681887181442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2289130213352582656</id><published>2010-09-15T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:44:28.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paths...</title><content type='html'>Initially, after graduation my plans were to take a part-time degree.&lt;br /&gt;Probably Psychology.&lt;br /&gt;Work part-time, maybe Hard Rock?&lt;br /&gt;Since they are more lax on appearance.&lt;br /&gt;Take language classes, Thai &amp;amp; Korean I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Take dance classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, an offer to go Disneyland Orlando?&lt;br /&gt;From March to August.&lt;br /&gt;Which means alot of the things I want to do will be pushed back.&lt;br /&gt;Things will change.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss alot of things, my birthday, helping with iltc.&lt;br /&gt;I really really am at a lost at of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go or not to go will make or break my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's is the matter of the program fee too :/&lt;br /&gt;I really need to talk to someone knowledgeable.&lt;br /&gt;Help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2289130213352582656?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2289130213352582656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2289130213352582656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2289130213352582656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2289130213352582656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/paths.html' title='Paths...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8195423671767212702</id><published>2010-08-27T08:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T09:00:29.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restart instead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/THcNO3hB-SI/AAAAAAAABvw/vmxAJMNnxZM/s1600/IMG00083-20091122-1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/THcNO3hB-SI/AAAAAAAABvw/vmxAJMNnxZM/s400/IMG00083-20091122-1809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509887218182912290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Fresh Start, YES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old pic alert. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never really camwhore recently. Chubby cheeks OMG. I really need to slim down since forever. Haha. I want to have a V-line! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attachment the week after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to sleep now?@__________@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please follow me on twitter @ChristSJ for more random updates :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Removed the tagboard, but you can comment on each post :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;---- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8195423671767212702?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8195423671767212702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8195423671767212702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8195423671767212702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8195423671767212702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/restart-instead.html' title='Restart instead.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/THcNO3hB-SI/AAAAAAAABvw/vmxAJMNnxZM/s72-c/IMG00083-20091122-1809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6267265089151884457</id><published>2010-08-27T06:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:10:49.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reset.</title><content type='html'>This blog has been dead for far too long.&lt;div&gt;Will revive it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooner or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, if you were so interested in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask me anything on formspring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6267265089151884457?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6267265089151884457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6267265089151884457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6267265089151884457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6267265089151884457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/reset.html' title='Reset.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6236379192303948182</id><published>2010-05-30T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:03:04.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I kinda got a shock on the cab ride to B's yesterday.&lt;div&gt;Why is it when a stranger says something that your loved ones have been repeating for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It gets so impactful? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so damn weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk, I realise I just need to make changes in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like extreme changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B is just too damn smart at justifying things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you rather take shit now and enjoy life later?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR enjoy life now and take shit later?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather the former. Srsly, if you prefer the latter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need to get your head checked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is not easy, and never easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog has been wayyyyyyyy too dead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to update more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6236379192303948182?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6236379192303948182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6236379192303948182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6236379192303948182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6236379192303948182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3087357759626763943</id><published>2010-05-16T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:58:42.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sqRXFf4uOpM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sqRXFf4uOpM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;can't breathe without you&lt;br /&gt;I dream about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3087357759626763943?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3087357759626763943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3087357759626763943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3087357759626763943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3087357759626763943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-live-without-you-cant-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8497272267251709061</id><published>2010-05-16T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:41:29.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Choi - That Girl (Original)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lnio-pqLPgg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lnio-pqLPgg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8497272267251709061?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8497272267251709061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8497272267251709061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8497272267251709061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8497272267251709061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/david-choi-that-girl-original.html' title='David Choi - That Girl (Original)'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7117770750412806912</id><published>2010-05-16T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:41:49.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that matters...</title><content type='html'>is that we are happy... together right? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has been going on these few days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's all my fault. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please forgive me, my love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-7117770750412806912?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7117770750412806912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7117770750412806912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7117770750412806912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7117770750412806912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-that-matters.html' title='All that matters...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5262276561841355210</id><published>2010-05-16T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:18:38.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is a choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-7JVikGp-I/AAAAAAAABvU/Q8v9vXmJJuw/s1600/happinessisachoice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-7JVikGp-I/AAAAAAAABvU/Q8v9vXmJJuw/s400/happinessisachoice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471531969194403810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5262276561841355210?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5262276561841355210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5262276561841355210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5262276561841355210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5262276561841355210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/happiness-is-choice.html' title='Happiness is a choice'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-7JVikGp-I/AAAAAAAABvU/Q8v9vXmJJuw/s72-c/happinessisachoice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7553208439724985432</id><published>2010-05-06T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:43:58.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-KBHCcEf6I/AAAAAAAABvM/hR5LPTf4otU/s1600/fbleet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-KBHCcEf6I/AAAAAAAABvM/hR5LPTf4otU/s400/fbleet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468074855494877090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ai Jai. I like facebook in leet speak. HAHAH&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-KBG8WgGsI/AAAAAAAABvE/LE6m9T5XLZw/s1600/fbnormal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-KBG8WgGsI/AAAAAAAABvE/LE6m9T5XLZw/s400/fbnormal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468074853860907714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the normal one for comparison! :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-7553208439724985432?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7553208439724985432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7553208439724985432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7553208439724985432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7553208439724985432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/ai-jai.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S-KBHCcEf6I/AAAAAAAABvM/hR5LPTf4otU/s72-c/fbleet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1746525953822224932</id><published>2010-05-05T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:45:57.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life keeps going on.</title><content type='html'>Well, well.&lt;div&gt;1st day of school sucked ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN AWKWARD PLZ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like being in the new class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But 2nd day was better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yey! But my classmates look like they will eat me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-_- Har dee haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day of sch was better cos of the familiar teachers! (LOVE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only hope it can get better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to wake up early to go to sch for some General Studies module selection thingamajig. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I can wake up though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna have Mac breakie \m/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel kinda proud of myself lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting to clean my room bit by bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved money! $10 ++ ! Hahahaha, which is a whole lot to me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my appetite fell like crazy only ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos I kinda spoilt my meal by having potato chips first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thn had a small meal at 9pm @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I arrived home at 1 LOLOLOLOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next thing I should do is really work out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! 6 months goal! :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't wanna say exactly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't really wanna jinx it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mood has been kinda bad lately. PMS :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screamed at Mom, for VALID reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now she's not talking to me, kinda. @_@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In BETTER news, the parentals are going to China! Next week :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Mr.Bf gave me free pass for one night! With him as Chaperone of course. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, by the time they come back, I have to clean my room, clean out my closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get some furniture into my room! And some stuff out!! I realise alot of containers in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't consist of items of 'worth' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i.e. Secondary and Primary school stuff. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk, have to throw it out someday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I need to arrange my drawers already. I misplace alot of important stuff already ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have my eyes on 2 ikea items! One plain shelving for my bags (Like my mom, I'm kind of a bag whore. LOL) One dresser for my makeup stuff! And get the light up mirror from Sasa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson learnt, don't paint your walls yellow/pink if you scared of overdoing your makeup! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@_@ My skin so yellow alr, put foundation must put white white man! And my room is yellow. -_- make me put more only. HAHAHA. No lah, is concealer too gao. I don't really need to use foundation :P And my sis room is pink. Even more jia lat. Put blusher liao see not obvious put even more ._. So come out looking like one apple only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, life can only go up or down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the way you see it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When its down/going down, look forward to it going up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1746525953822224932?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1746525953822224932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1746525953822224932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1746525953822224932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1746525953822224932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-keeps-going-on.html' title='Life keeps going on.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-3686201470838484266</id><published>2010-04-30T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:08:01.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>Why I'm so obsessed with makeup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHhmtL01VgE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHhmtL01VgE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n465cIpCn98&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n465cIpCn98&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to still explain why I love makeup? &lt;div&gt;These Taiwan meis are amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Win money just by putting on makeup on a show?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BRING IT ON! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-3686201470838484266?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3686201470838484266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=3686201470838484266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3686201470838484266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/3686201470838484266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-im-so-obsessed-with-makeup.html' title='Why I&apos;m so obsessed with makeup?'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2657701794713148239</id><published>2010-04-29T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:55:36.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtmwl8ielDY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtmwl8ielDY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Too tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Feel like I'm falling sick ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Feel like coloring my hair back to black. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Ugh, really can't stand my roots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2657701794713148239?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2657701794713148239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2657701794713148239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2657701794713148239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2657701794713148239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7963222573263958239</id><published>2010-04-26T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:01:18.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait for graduation</title><content type='html'>LIKE SERIOUSLY! &lt;div&gt;I can't wait for graduation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grad trippppppp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to save up for it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deciding between HK and Taiwan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaning more towards Taiwan though! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot springssssss! Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents really finally letting me go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going with Mr.Boyf!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO HAPPY!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But idk. I think they won't let me go last min -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HK has more shopping ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna go H&amp;amp;M and Lush! Wah liew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, Mom &amp;amp; Dad are going to China next month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Means bye bye camera :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna go Wild Wild Wet!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has free tickets. But its expiring soon. :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Mr.Boyf is a meanie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He prolly thinks its a waste of time and don't wanna go! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching 16 &amp;amp; Pregnant 2 on MTV.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No mood to blog right nowwwww! Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-7963222573263958239?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7963222573263958239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7963222573263958239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7963222573263958239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7963222573263958239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cant-wait-for-graduation.html' title='I can&apos;t wait for graduation'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6551951561088638272</id><published>2010-04-23T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T04:50:10.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Downer</title><content type='html'>I feel so empty. &lt;br&gt;Do you know how it feels like when you think everything is going to be fine and dandy?&lt;br&gt;And you start to feel good about yourself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it starts crashing down when something is said by someone who you respect and love. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel like I shouldn&amp;#39;t even change. &lt;br&gt;I shouldn&amp;#39;t even care at all. &lt;br&gt;No point trying to be happy and be happy when you can suddenly become so upset. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just want to go back to the emo me. &lt;br&gt;Where nothing can and will make me happy. &lt;br&gt;Where I only have to think for myself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There seems to be no frigging point at all. &lt;br&gt;As they say the higher you climb the harder you fall. &lt;br&gt;I was happy not climbing. &lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want to fall to have to pick myself again. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It shouldn&amp;#39;t be this way. &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not happy. :(&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not going to try. &lt;br&gt;Not for anyone else. &lt;br&gt;Maybe I just thought I was happy. &lt;br&gt;Maybe I&amp;#39;m not cut out to be happy. &lt;br&gt;Everything I&amp;#39;m doing just seems wrong. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P/s: its true what they say. How Sags can be so blunt. &lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6551951561088638272?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6551951561088638272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6551951561088638272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6551951561088638272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6551951561088638272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/downer.html' title='Downer'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4338886126073568876</id><published>2010-04-17T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:47:19.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take care...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;Loved this song when I dl-ed the Shock CD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Love it even more with the MV &amp;amp; subs of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Pure old school boyband. Backstreet Boys/Westlife style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;This is BEAST/B2ST with Take Care of My Girlfriend (Say No)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EWZsicgkic&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EWZsicgkic&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4338886126073568876?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4338886126073568876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4338886126073568876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4338886126073568876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4338886126073568876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-care.html' title='Take care...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1485667894689541166</id><published>2010-04-16T07:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:02:36.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BTW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8ea7e9FDMI/AAAAAAAABu8/IyQOA95mEK8/s1600/tumblr_l0r9uh9BIU1qzwaddo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8ea7e9FDMI/AAAAAAAABu8/IyQOA95mEK8/s400/tumblr_l0r9uh9BIU1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460503419922222274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 damn thing that holidays make me do! Half a month more to go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1485667894689541166?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1485667894689541166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1485667894689541166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1485667894689541166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1485667894689541166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/btw.html' title='BTW'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8ea7e9FDMI/AAAAAAAABu8/IyQOA95mEK8/s72-c/tumblr_l0r9uh9BIU1qzwaddo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8199547724666897653</id><published>2010-04-16T06:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T06:50:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally! + Hair??</title><content type='html'>Omo, I'm finally done. Nearly gone cock eyed cos I haven't looked at codes for so blardy longzxzxzx.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needed to google alot of stuff @_@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk, But my blogskin looks kinda messy ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos of the colors? Or the fonts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help?!?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, My roots are growing out liek crazyzxzxzx! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWhh7reXI/AAAAAAAABuk/hh-7JPuKcOs/s1600/IMG_3386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWhh7reXI/AAAAAAAABuk/hh-7JPuKcOs/s400/IMG_3386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460498575998548338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap. CRAZY. Like grown an inch already! Madness. Damn gross ): But me so poor. No money for touch up. Donate prease?&lt;div&gt;Ahaha. I just quit working @ P! They owe me about $150 plus of pay!! I got to start returning people monehs xD If I owe you please remind me. X_X I will forget!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might get Daddeh dearest to sponsor another hair appointment. Hehe. I'm too mean @___@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk whether I want to go a color darker like this? Looks very orange though X_X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWioognwI/AAAAAAAABu0/yrLCB3U1q7g/s1600/palty+Ganache+Tarte.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWioognwI/AAAAAAAABu0/yrLCB3U1q7g/s1600/palty+Ganache+Tarte.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWioognwI/AAAAAAAABu0/yrLCB3U1q7g/s400/palty+Ganache+Tarte.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460498594977062658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a shade lighter? Or 2. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWiAImw0I/AAAAAAAABus/Xx6h44frkjg/s1600/palty+honey+peanuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWiAImw0I/AAAAAAAABus/Xx6h44frkjg/s400/palty+honey+peanuts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460498584105829186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Help!?!?!?!&lt;br /&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/12739767-8199547724666897653?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8199547724666897653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8199547724666897653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8199547724666897653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8199547724666897653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/finally-hair.html' title='Finally! + Hair??'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8eWhh7reXI/AAAAAAAABuk/hh-7JPuKcOs/s72-c/IMG_3386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6315117680967028685</id><published>2010-04-15T04:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T04:01:45.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pika,,Pi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8Ye5xLxlnI/AAAAAAAABuc/VvSn_F0DjNQ/s1600/pika.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8Ye5xLxlnI/AAAAAAAABuc/VvSn_F0DjNQ/s400/pika.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460085576037406322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food for thought. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold on there guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Editing a blogskin! (Might take a few days)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna get back into this whole blogging thing again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6315117680967028685?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6315117680967028685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6315117680967028685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6315117680967028685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6315117680967028685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/pikapi.html' title='Pika,,Pi?'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S8Ye5xLxlnI/AAAAAAAABuc/VvSn_F0DjNQ/s72-c/pika.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-83249219871399386</id><published>2010-04-08T02:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T06:23:47.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S7zSPrS6wKI/AAAAAAAABuU/Uq5vULqRq9Q/s1600/pencileraserconvo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S7zSPrS6wKI/AAAAAAAABuU/Uq5vULqRq9Q/s400/pencileraserconvo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457468015228141730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Eraser must have loved Ms Pencil right there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must have used up a ton of Eraser on Mr. Bf ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like a terrible girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's call Mr.Boyfriend, A for short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A helped me plan my birthday celebration and made decisions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was the master BBQ master at my chalet. :/ Who in the end got sick ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a birthday chalet/bbq on Sunday, 4th. A day before my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't really sleep much. Like 3 hours? I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we woke up on my birthday, Monday, 5th. We checked out and headed home to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't go out. Since both of us was sick! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to go A's house on Tuesday, 6th to hang out and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I got to lazy to wake up ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not the first time. But A got really angry this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have seen our twitter you'll probably had known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kinda shocked? I guess. He hardly gets angry at me at stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was kinda angry at him being angry at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he would usually forgive me. ): Guess I'm spoiled. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said sorry though. I couldn't stand him being angry at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'( he was so fierce. I cried. And that was him just talking to my sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't dare to face him. I'm weak. I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boyfriend Alistair Sim, actually cooked lunch for me!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For someone that orders his little sister to do stuff for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he cooked chicken chop when I told him that night I had craving for chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He actually chided me -.- because eating chicken is bad for phlegm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really felt DAMN guilty. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he had to finish eating the food he prepared for me for my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear when I hear I was so bloody touched I cried. T_________T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a bad girlfriend aren't I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M SORRY B! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so damn pampered by Alist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really. I'm such a bad gf. All that I can say T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-83249219871399386?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/83249219871399386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=83249219871399386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/83249219871399386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/83249219871399386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSwqsFSrGis&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'm waiting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2508931322922894358?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2508931322922894358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2508931322922894358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2508931322922894358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iw6BPqYiSYU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the guy said at the start of the MV.&lt;br /&gt;"Waii, Let's take a break for a while ok?"&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe things will be better"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl = Waii&lt;br /&gt;The guy = Tomo from K-otic&lt;br /&gt;Both under the management company of Kamikaze(Ka-Mee-Ka-Zey) in Thailand ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an amazing song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6421286109349103712?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4835141331103304866</id><published>2010-03-13T04:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T04:51:00.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My current fav songs MV's in HD!~ &lt;br /&gt;Just a random update! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J58HqSZ7qew&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J58HqSZ7qew&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1j5H4b5HEbg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1j5H4b5HEbg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;Britney vibe!~ But still sounds so good! Produced by Wheesung of Korean Insomnia cover of Craig David's original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XiUOQgycn6E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XiUOQgycn6E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4835141331103304866?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4835141331103304866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4835141331103304866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4835141331103304866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4835141331103304866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/britney-vibe-but-still-sounds-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1314832895208821634</id><published>2010-03-05T03:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:29:12.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist for 19th (BEAMS)</title><content type='html'>Hohoho! Merry Kurisumas. &lt;- Okay, I just had to add that. LOL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I need!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Thinning Shears! For hair! Been cutting my own fringe for ages using a razor. It ain't doing any good. ;^; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Rings! Bows, Hello Kitty [The Gachapon ones? hehe. Hard to find ): Empty @ Suntec &amp;amp; Cine when I went], Bling bling! I like really nice sliver ones though! Hard to match my fat stubby fingers ): Zomg. I like big fat rings! Skulls &amp;amp; Stars! Love em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Tightsssssssss. Black ones, White ones. Gimme what you got! Hahaha. Not really wearing them now cos of the BLARDY WEATHER ): So gimme fishnets! HAHAHA. Or cotton knitted ones! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Contact Lenses! I'm stuck with a 100/100 degree omg! I can't see far ): And my damn astig. Gosh, I hate myself for not taking care of my eyes! I don't look pretty with specs ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Shoes! Canvas shoes! Low cut Converse! In a grey! And Nude heels! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. LBD! Little Black Dress! I've loaned my usual to Yunny ^^ Cos Mr.BF says it's too low cut, so it has moved to the next owner. Hahaha, looking for a new one too, as my vintage one is dyingggggg. Need to bring it for repairs ): Cos the material too delicate for me to sew on my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.MAKEUP. HAHAHA! I need makeup brushes like mad ): And liquid foundation. &lt;b&gt;MAC's Viva Glam Lady Gaga &amp;amp; Cyndi Lauper lipsticks!&lt;/b&gt; I want so bad ): Fake eyelashes are nice too. LOL. Criss cross or spikey ones :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ui6VAeecRYQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ui6VAeecRYQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady Gaga &amp;amp; Cyndi Lauper's opinion on the Viva Glam campaign -&gt; Aids funding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. D.S.L.R! Nikon D90 or Canon 500D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 and a half (?) A digicam that can record video and has makeup/mei bai mode! :D [Beee! You know now uh! hehehe.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Dr. Martens!!! I still feel dumb for getting a pair of leather Converse hightops for $139 when I can get a pair with a $10 top up! RAD or like, baby pink or like, uh. idk nice colors! hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. iTouch! I don't really need to replace my iPod Nano 1ST GEN! now, lol. So old, but if I could, I would want a Touchie :) Cos I've been relying on my BB for music &amp;amp; videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1314832895208821634?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1314832895208821634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1314832895208821634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1314832895208821634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1314832895208821634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/wishlist-for-19th-beams.html' title='Wishlist for 19th (BEAMS)'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-9150431624663123791</id><published>2010-03-05T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T03:02:55.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Post #1000 =FAIL</title><content type='html'>Okay, Ulti-fail to the max.&lt;div&gt;Wanted to put up a vlog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Mummy kidnapped the camera to Bkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's not gonna come back till March 25th! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch this space though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna make one as soon as the cam is back and upload a vlog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited for the coming days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my schedule!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th Mar - Camp Meeting + Work = PAYDAY!!! But I have to invest the money in Wife No.2 :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th Mar - BestieB's BabyNaomi's 1st month! Gonna find my old camcam and make it work! Grr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th - 9th Mar - D'Camp! 48 Non stop NO SLEEP I WILL DIEEEEEEEEEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11th Mar - Go to HQ's to pick up her mags and movie marathonnnnnnnnnnnnnn. I guess. And maybe meet Alist :) In case I sleep the wholeeeeeeeeeee frigging day on the 10th! Which I guess I might unless someone wakes me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12th Mar - Work!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25th Mar - MOMMY COMES BACK! YAY GOODIES! &amp;amp; Jiejie is COMING TOOOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26th Mar - Hopefully go Universal Studios with Jiejie! :D Meimei is too much of a coward to go. She wants to go but she doesn't want to take the rides(?) Waste of money much :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING. I'm turning 19! nineTEEEEEEN! Last year of my teens! Gonna fulfill somethings I wanna do before I turn the two oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay yay yay yay!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my birthday is on a Monday though ): Must celebrate it earlier! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A month to my bday! Time to think of a wishlist ^_^ v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-9150431624663123791?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9150431624663123791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=9150431624663123791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9150431624663123791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9150431624663123791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/project-post-1000-fail.html' title='Project Post #1000 =FAIL'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5123465555718787309</id><published>2010-03-02T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:33:10.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#999 more like #666</title><content type='html'>Zzzz.&lt;div&gt;I feel like ham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Kiap' in the middle by bread. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't even know who to talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, boys, there's one important thing that you should know about girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY DON'T SAY WHAT THEY MEAN MOST OF THE TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: screaming over skype doesn't do alot of good for the heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5123465555718787309?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5123465555718787309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5123465555718787309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5123465555718787309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5123465555718787309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/999-more-like-666.html' title='#999 more like #666'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5686369253173303842</id><published>2010-02-15T01:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:07:38.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HAIR!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WAI HARRO.&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU GAIZ CURIOUS ABT MY HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;First I have no idea why my pics are liddat! I mean aligned right.&lt;div&gt;I LOVE MY NEW HAIR COLOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mostly positive comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even my boyfriend's family LOVES IT! HEHEHE. Okay, they like it uh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the red eyes. Full day out w makeup. Going to bathe soon!&lt;br /&gt;I can't take photos well. So, I'm showing my r-tard face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, you can see how bad my webcam is getting. FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't even see my hair color well ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyN6jFEvI/AAAAAAAABuE/6AEqZwb0grg/s1600-h/IMG00540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyN6jFEvI/AAAAAAAABuE/6AEqZwb0grg/s400/IMG00540.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438151764685951730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyNk1W6vI/AAAAAAAABt8/T6QwmGUtka4/s1600-h/IMG00535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyNk1W6vI/AAAAAAAABt8/T6QwmGUtka4/s400/IMG00535.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438151758857038578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R-tard face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyMyTLpaI/AAAAAAAABt0/j33S8x9fkgM/s1600-h/IMG00538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyMyTLpaI/AAAAAAAABt0/j33S8x9fkgM/s400/IMG00538.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438151745291920802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R-tard face 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look like a tako @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyMmGDDrI/AAAAAAAABts/ZTGWdN5mXp8/s1600-h/IMG00527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyMmGDDrI/AAAAAAAABts/ZTGWdN5mXp8/s400/IMG00527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438151742015606450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My previous hair with bangs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a few months ago! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyMTgIGwI/AAAAAAAABtk/No_RLwS14X8/s1600-h/IMG00264.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyMTgIGwI/AAAAAAAABtk/No_RLwS14X8/s400/IMG00264.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438151737024715522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My rebonded hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in Sept 08.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might wanna rebond my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair is lighter in irl though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ends are so dark cos my hair is thick. Need to cut them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain in the arse to draw my brows to match the hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Cuzz said dying the eyebrows retards the growth ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IDK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- YUCHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! I can't go at the end of feb. Has maybeh a camp ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, my hair was done at a VERY expensive price T__________T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curse CNY extra charges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to cut hair after CNY! Not sure what to do with it next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm loving it currently!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5686369253173303842?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5686369253173303842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5686369253173303842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5686369253173303842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5686369253173303842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-hair.html' title='NEW HAIR!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S3gyN6jFEvI/AAAAAAAABuE/6AEqZwb0grg/s72-c/IMG00540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1433299023599898454</id><published>2010-02-14T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:32:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#997</title><content type='html'>I'm sweaty. &lt;br /&gt;I'm dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;lololol. When it's already CNY&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I'M THAT LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;But my parents nvr really said anything.&lt;br /&gt;My sis didn't clean her room at all.&lt;br /&gt;It's not in the best state either xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with clearing abit more. &lt;br /&gt;Leave the rest after the 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;Can't vacuum or whatever either.&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WASH MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO PEEVED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update a peek of my new hair when I hang up skype with Alist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CNY AND VDAY PEOPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1433299023599898454?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1433299023599898454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1433299023599898454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1433299023599898454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1433299023599898454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/997.html' title='#997'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2119240212651989567</id><published>2010-02-12T04:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T04:08:45.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#996</title><content type='html'>I can already smell freedom!&lt;br /&gt;I hope my hair color would come out nice.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend is discouraging me from going blonde-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, what a Boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;Heh, I just want an Ash undertone.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I hope got empty slots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY makes town fucking crowded even on a weekday! ZZZ. &lt;br /&gt;NO CAB AT FUCKING ALL! WTF. &lt;br /&gt;CUI-ED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T______________T &lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me for HRM! &lt;br /&gt;Question me on formspring! &lt;br /&gt;Any questions at alllllllll. :) Haz a surprise for my 1000th post! &lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE. :D Link on the top!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2119240212651989567?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2119240212651989567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2119240212651989567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2119240212651989567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2119240212651989567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/996.html' title='#996'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8284522342646868438</id><published>2010-02-10T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:55:25.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't study ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH GOD. @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll hate to retain/retake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want that piece of paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to get out of this school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate NYP so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The system sucks, the syllabus sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some tutors suck hxc too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man. I just wanna drop out and get a job so badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOOT ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8284522342646868438?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8284522342646868438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8284522342646868438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8284522342646868438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8284522342646868438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/bleargh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8611803563655121506</id><published>2010-02-08T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:37:00.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not really a fan of Kpop ballads&lt;div&gt;But I absolutely love this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vgok5eXxHVM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7656738067095667257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7656738067095667257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7656738067095667257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7656738067095667257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-so-you-know-im-tumblr-ing-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6404632712871129497</id><published>2010-02-06T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:52:13.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6404632712871129497?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6404632712871129497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6404632712871129497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6404632712871129497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6404632712871129497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is-patient-love-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6107559384459369271</id><published>2010-02-05T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T03:11:37.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice in Wonderland.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have this recent love for anything Alice in Wonderland.&lt;div&gt;Hence, my want for the Urban Decay palette. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All thanks to Mr. Tim Burton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVED Nightmare before Christmas as a kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved it being morbid and what not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really liked Corpse Bride when it came out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I heard that he is remaking the Alice in Wonderland movie, I absolutely fell in love with the series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, a lot of brands are using the movie's popularity to sell its products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even &lt;a href="http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/LicensedGear/AliceInWonderland.jsp?cm_re=Licensed+Gear-_-Main+Image-_-Alice+In+Wonderland"&gt;Hot Topic!&lt;/a&gt; Now I wish I were in America. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They get first dibs on almost everything man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fav character is the Queen of Hearts of course. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As controversial as Hot Topic may seem, I just can't help but to like their clothes so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANNA GO USA! T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6107559384459369271?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6107559384459369271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6107559384459369271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6107559384459369271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6107559384459369271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/alice-in-wonderland.html' title='Alice in Wonderland.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-792155424892876581</id><published>2010-02-05T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T02:31:25.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Y)</title><content type='html'>Shopping on a weekday = MAD LOVE. &lt;div&gt;So empty plus no crowds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Sephora for me Urban Decay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no Alice in Wonderland ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only in March. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I got some stuff! &lt;a href="http://ellievicious.onsugar.com/"&gt;Click to seeeee.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Chinatown to get stockings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY AFTER 3 MONTHS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh, but the Uncle remembered me and gave me discount.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOMEZXZXZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought black, grey and a grey one with black dots. So cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather travel all the way to Chinatown town to buy it at $8 thn buy it at $14 in shopping malls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then headed to Boyfriend/Baby/TODAY BECOME BULLY ): 's place for din dins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BROKE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA OMG. DAMN FUNNY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm innocent totally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister was in the room. So we weren't doing anything M18! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my sister was in my boyfriend's house. Hahaha. We're that close :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His mom is so nice, she made arrowhead chips! Like potato chips, but made with arrowhead instead. It's the first time I've encountered something like an arrowhead. o.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the chips are damn awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, back to the bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the bed. On the edge, then Mr. Boyfriend started bullying me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tickling and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then piang. GG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scene after that was downright comical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alistair Sim is too buff to go under his bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His chest was stuck lolol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was trying to knock back the bed plank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my skinny sister went under T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor her, first time go people's house must do this kind of thing. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also FAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Boyfriend is currently sleeping on the lower bunk of his bed. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr must go buy 4D alr! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-792155424892876581?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/792155424892876581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=792155424892876581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/792155424892876581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/792155424892876581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/y.html' title='(Y)'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4259283874859322547</id><published>2010-02-02T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:46:31.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching Hai pai tian xin after all the hype.&lt;div&gt;Distracting me from studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey I'm multi tasking! Heheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALISTAIR SIM IS A LAZY BUM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He fell asleep on me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's ok ^_^ Cos he's sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor boy been puking all this few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make me worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the song Oh! stuck in my head oh manz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SNSD ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like 12 &amp;amp; 32 xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUNNY &amp;amp; HYOYEON! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget, &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/ellievicious"&gt;formspring&lt;/a&gt; meeeeeeeeeeee! :D Ask questions! Anything at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4259283874859322547?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4259283874859322547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4259283874859322547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4259283874859322547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4259283874859322547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/watching-hai-pai-tian-xin-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-362983173691582958</id><published>2010-02-02T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:55:37.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mehness.</title><content type='html'>sick on the 1st day of study week.&lt;div&gt;AWESOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am doing MICE notes. (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least got abit of effort T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting Nigel later! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Subway, before he heads into NS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I can't believe we've known each other for 4 yrs. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to go make my ez link card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then head to B's to study! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POWARZ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then going to Bestie HQ house for studying on Wed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAYZ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAMBATTE EVERYONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THURS IS FOR SHOPPING! URBAN DECAY LAUNCH HERE I COMEZZXXZ! I need a kaki to go with. :D Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-362983173691582958?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/362983173691582958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=362983173691582958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/362983173691582958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/362983173691582958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/mehness.html' title='mehness.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5271301887589779104</id><published>2010-01-27T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T02:21:02.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANEEEEEEEEE.</title><content type='html'>The only bane of my life would be procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, make that 2 and add punctuality to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is having his TP &lt;s&gt;tmr&lt;/s&gt; later!&lt;br /&gt;So all the luck :3&lt;br /&gt;I really hope he passes, albeit the amount of money we have to spend for his bike.&lt;br /&gt;T_T it's okay! Him having a bike would mean loads of benefits :3&lt;br /&gt;Totally dreading the helmet hair though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, he just said something over skype. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Weird, when the dood supposed to be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;YEAP, I'm watching him sleep. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I do my proj. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;My groupmates might wanna kill me. LOLZ.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, everyone who does a project with me will.&lt;div&gt;Besides that! Formspring! Click the Question meeeeeeeee! above! in the header to ask me any question you'll like me to answer :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask me ANYTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I need to rest my poor head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been hurting again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML. Gonna wake up in 5 hrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;QQ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss blogging? LOLZ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5271301887589779104?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5271301887589779104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5271301887589779104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5271301887589779104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5271301887589779104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/baneeeeeeeee.html' title='BANEEEEEEEEE.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2632695588704773706</id><published>2010-01-24T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T03:38:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a million things running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;Thousand things I would wanna say...&lt;br /&gt;If I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of which starting with a F ending with a K placing it to the left of a you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Practice what you preach, puhlease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)Our first(?) quarrel. Amazing. Too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;And yes. This is sarcasm speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crying over you.&lt;br /&gt;GETTI?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling bad or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Stop asking if I'm okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, we don't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2632695588704773706?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2632695588704773706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2632695588704773706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2632695588704773706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2632695588704773706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-is-million-things-running-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6249937601689940024</id><published>2010-01-24T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T02:42:14.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Maybe, we just don't know each other at all.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6249937601689940024?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6249937601689940024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6249937601689940024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6249937601689940024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6249937601689940024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-we-just-dont-know-each-other-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5628661614399420033</id><published>2010-01-24T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T02:39:25.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1GrwJ-NlvRs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1GrwJ-NlvRs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have NO IDEA of what you want from me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div 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now. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have girly pink nails now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHE. Before red nails next week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Y) I HAZ A FOR BIZ FINANCE PROJ :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to study hard for for BizF. So I can get a B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Push my GPA! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, gtg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update someothertimezxzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-614318271256358350?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/614318271256358350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=614318271256358350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/614318271256358350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/614318271256358350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/updatepdatedateatetee.html' title='update.pdate.date.ate.te.e'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8752029658155776586</id><published>2010-01-17T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:53:18.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz.</title><content type='html'>feeling so fucking depressed now.&lt;div&gt;you won't even understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8752029658155776586?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8752029658155776586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8752029658155776586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8752029658155776586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8752029658155776586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/zzz.html' title='zzz.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4365280673124503568</id><published>2010-01-17T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:45:22.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHERFUCKING LONG POST:Times like this...</title><content type='html'>I wish my life was way different.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate that my parents refuse to let me go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously fucking hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to ask my parents whether I could go to Genting with my classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY REFUSE TO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the reason why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-You still owe me money, how you go? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Got money then say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Your friends so important meh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Genting you never go before meh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF? DAD, AS IF I WILL RUN AWAY WITH YOUR MONEY? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LIVE IN YOUR HOUSE HELLO? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm working for a reason, so I can spend. (Dad: Eh your pay leh? How come can buy so many things? When you wanna return me money) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAD YOU WILL PROLLY LIVE FOR MORE THAN ANOTHER 20 YEARS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAD! YOU DON'T HAVE FRIENDS OF COURSE YOU WON'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S A DIFFERENT EXPERIENCE WITH FRIENDS AND THE LAST TIME WAS FREAKING 3 YEARS AGO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-This year not a good year to go up mountain for you (WTFBBQ?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Wait until you graduate from poly first then say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Later you die how? Who gonna take care of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOM, YOUR SUSPICIONS OK CAN, I ASK CAN GO TIOMAN? YOU SAY NO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ALWAYS WANTED TO STAY CHALET WITH MY FRIENDS, I'VE ONLY BEEN ONCE IN MY FUCKING WHOLE LIFE. I'M LIKE A PATHETIC LOSER CAN? OH YA, AT FIRST YOU SAID AFTER MY O'S. OK, FINE, I HAPPY HAPPY FINISH MY O'S YOU FUCKING TURN ONE ROUND SAY AFTER POLY. OK, FINE. BUT MOM, YOU NEVER SAID SORRY FOR LYING TO ME. AND I REALLY HATE THAT. (Mom, this is part of the reason why I don't wanna study hard. I JUST WANT TO GET IT OVER AND DONE WITH. This is just getting a piece of freaking paper to me.) And like WHAT'S THE WHOLE POINT OF GOING CHALET WHEN I'M ALR 20? PRE-fucking-CISELY. AND IF I DIE, I DIE OK? HOW TO STOP ONE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like, this is the last chance I'll get to hang with poly clique. Cos I'm deferring my attachment for Universal, when my class is supposed to go in Sem 1. Yes, I can meet them. But we will be busy. And carpe diem, seize the chance when we're close to make some fun memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, better yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Dad, then holidays can go clubbing or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: Okay, come back early. (He's early means 11pm) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Early like 4am leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: Then don't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF, CLUBBING THE MAIN POINT IS THE OVERNIGHT WHAT WAH LAO EH. I REALLY DON'T GET IT. I SAY I WON'T GET DRUNK, YOU SAY WASTE OF MONEY. I SAY FREE, YOU SAY SO YOUNG GO FOR WHAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO? &lt;b&gt;I am young ONLY ONCE. &lt;/b&gt;AND WHY YOU WANNA STOP ME FROM LIVING MY LIFE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, ok. I get it I'm your oldest. You have the nest syndrome (i.e. don't want to let go of nestling in fear they go and never come back -.- )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't I live my life the way I want it for ONCE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok, guys. Thanks for reading so much and enduring my abuse of CAPS. It's not I never sound out to them. THEY DON'T LISTEN. ZZZ. I JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN. Can't I? )': &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, I'm very nice to my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hardly scream at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hardly ask my dad for extra money besides allowance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I buy stuff for my mom with my own money from working. (Makeup, food etc) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL I ASK FOR IS A CHANCE TO HAVE FUN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WITH MY FRIENDS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PEACEFULLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAN OR NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I'm really tired right now. Utterly exhausted by angry tears. Migraine being back is not helping at all. I have work tomorrow too. I owe and overdued alot of project parts. You guys should see the stack of tissues (USED) next to me. Can do paper mache projects liao. -.- THANK GOD, I'M STOPPING WORK BY THE END OF THIS MONTH, till after CNY week. Zzzz. In the meantime I need to find a better job. Meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/p/s: I know srsly, my parents are never going to read this. But.I.need.to.rant. TYVM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4365280673124503568?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4365280673124503568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4365280673124503568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4365280673124503568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4365280673124503568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/motherfucking-long-posttimes-like-this.html' title='MOTHERFUCKING LONG POST:Times like this...'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5368312781789949470</id><published>2010-01-12T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:37:17.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, got medicine for my migraine which has been bugging me bad this few days.&lt;div&gt;Prolly due to stress ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't rmbr when it last happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc offered me MC for tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked abt my chinese name, and when he knew, he said it was a pretty name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._. well, no one calls me by it now. lololol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at least I can rest and finish all the backlog of project parts i've to submit to classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's biz finance tmr ): Shag. OMG ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5368312781789949470?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5368312781789949470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5368312781789949470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5368312781789949470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5368312781789949470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-got-medicine-for-my-migraine.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2162975618572131986</id><published>2010-01-10T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T02:48:44.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS PWNS HAHAHA.</title><content type='html'>I bet at least 80% of you guys reading this haz watched Avatar! &lt;div&gt;You have to see this pic. FUCKING PWNS. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I liekd the songs in Pocahontas. But me LUB DIP DIP the graphics in Avatar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S0jONG5AG3I/AAAAAAAABtI/G5u5jXBHLDs/s1600-h/22659_266779242428_708297428_4325528_7313730_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S0jONG5AG3I/AAAAAAAABtI/G5u5jXBHLDs/s400/22659_266779242428_708297428_4325528_7313730_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424812475751078770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well well, Mr. James Cameron 0 marks for originality, 10 marks for AWESHUM graphics, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;90 marks for PWNING DISNEY. &lt;/span&gt;And oh congrats for being the 3rd most money-making (wturf I typed monkey first -.-) movie in HISTORY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Disney, Princess and the frog? wturf? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the classic princess stories more :&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2162975618572131986?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2162975618572131986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2162975618572131986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2162975618572131986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2162975618572131986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-pwns-hahaha.html' title='THIS PWNS HAHAHA.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S0jONG5AG3I/AAAAAAAABtI/G5u5jXBHLDs/s72-c/22659_266779242428_708297428_4325528_7313730_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7639473879367042337</id><published>2010-01-09T05:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T05:17:46.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S0egkkT9xsI/AAAAAAAABtA/aRGLxPbX01Y/s1600-h/Wallpaper2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S0egkkT9xsI/AAAAAAAABtA/aRGLxPbX01Y/s400/Wallpaper2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424480826274203330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Been blog hopping for the past few hrs.&lt;div&gt;Seems like someone else I know is preggo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trend uh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is there so many people getting married/preggers my age?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this recent girl is younger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really pity my gfs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/ One who is unwed and haz a 1 yr old left the baby's father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its so hard for her to find an accepting guy who is both willing to accept her and the baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so heartbreaking, to see her stop her studies and give it up just to support her and the baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She could have went on to Sec 5 :&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another who is officially married is having recurring quarrels with the husband :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby is due soon. And she's thinking that he isn't going to be a good father and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she gave up worrying already. IDK is it good or not :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pros and Cons uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disruption to your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or a bundle of joy? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky I won't be so 'suay' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been thinking alot alot alot lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't seem to share with anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gnna go bathe and sleep for liek 2 hrs or 4 maybe 6? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thn head to boyf's to cuddleeeeeee! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss him so bloody much. I hate working :&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I didn't need the money I won't work already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop spending Christina! Bad girl :&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I saw a bag in Charles &amp;amp; Keith that I want &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/p/s: B, my jaw just locked. wtdoublef! I don't wanna be like you!&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/12739767-7639473879367042337?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7639473879367042337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7639473879367042337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7639473879367042337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7639473879367042337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lpw_rw4zMbU/S0egkkT9xsI/AAAAAAAABtA/aRGLxPbX01Y/s72-c/Wallpaper2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-9147077131186382203</id><published>2010-01-09T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:06:04.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ask me anything, Anything at all! All will be answered in my blog's 1000th post (:&lt;br /&gt;GO here! http://formspring.me/ellievicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can be totally random or questions abt me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, concerning anything, from cosplay to lolita to m0ar jap subculture stuffies to makeup to fashion to how many hrs I am on the internet etc. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUG ME IF YOU WANT :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to answer all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-9147077131186382203?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9147077131186382203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=9147077131186382203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9147077131186382203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/9147077131186382203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/ask-me-anything-anything-at-all-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4840111938313641385</id><published>2010-01-08T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T02:11:57.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For a former WonderGirl, Hyun-ah is AMAZING. (Currently in a group called 4minute)&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AGuN3eRQHqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AGuN3eRQHqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl can dance, sing and rap. She is the sex man.&lt;div&gt;I love JunHyung from BEAST too :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His hair is awesomezxzx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, random byexzxz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4840111938313641385?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4840111938313641385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4840111938313641385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4840111938313641385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4840111938313641385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-former-wondergirl-hyun-ah-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8043871335110492558</id><published>2010-01-03T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:39:38.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have alot of stuff bottled up.&lt;div&gt;Many I wanna say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I can't? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really like working anymore ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very xin ku T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least better thn F&amp;amp;B bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiya, I also don't know what I'm talking about ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIGHT CHRISTINA! FIGHT ON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I don't want school to reopen ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8043871335110492558?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8043871335110492558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8043871335110492558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8043871335110492558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8043871335110492558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-alot-of-stuff-bottled-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5814009167138544255</id><published>2009-12-31T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:59:11.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;2009 was kinda shitty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope 2010 will be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Srsly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna be happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting boyfriend later (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which probably was the best thing that happened this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy your last day in 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look forward to 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: mood is kinda bad now due to work stuff! I hope I enjoy later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, monthsary is tmr. :D Kinda happy. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5814009167138544255?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5814009167138544255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5814009167138544255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5814009167138544255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5814009167138544255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title='Goodbye 2009!'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2583364059256471605</id><published>2009-12-28T01:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:59:44.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2000s.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgIcjVhIi_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgIcjVhIi_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise so much has changed?&lt;div&gt;3 yr old touch the computer. WTF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after all, these kids are still 9 yr olds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2583364059256471605?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2583364059256471605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2583364059256471605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2583364059256471605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2583364059256471605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/2000s.html' title='The 2000s.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-6189144796275266131</id><published>2009-12-24T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T03:42:14.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boohoo.</title><content type='html'>It's kinda sad that I've got to stop my cosplay, lolita, dolls and etc.&lt;div&gt;Just so I can catch up with normal life. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh. I hope to go back soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Full time (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got my 1000th post coming up ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta make it interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to sleep soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POWARZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-6189144796275266131?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6189144796275266131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=6189144796275266131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6189144796275266131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/6189144796275266131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/boohoo.html' title='Boohoo.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-4369139340019985344</id><published>2009-12-24T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T02:43:36.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noms.</title><content type='html'>So liek Tuesday, watched Avatar. &lt;div&gt;It was amazinggggggggggggggg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had rochor tau huey after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B gave me my Christmas present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, I like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't usually get Christmas presents or Birthday ones to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess it's the best one of the lot ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I'm anti social or shitx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just, I don't really like Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh, even though it's Christ's birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm Christian lololol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ironically, I'm born a Christina -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am THAT bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to 313 before work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have to declare. ITS MAH FAV MALL \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hands down. Even though there's liek no Chanel or Sephora or M.A.C or Watson's. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, those are some of my fav stores. AND I LIKE WATSON'S OK. Everything in one store :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makeup ftw! I think i spent like 300 in Wastson's alone for cosmetics -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES. AND I DON'T PUT ON MAKEUP DAILY. I am siaozxzxxz (^.^)V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in lurve with the boots from new loooooooook. But T____________T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I'm utterly broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to buy this nomilicious takoyaki at ion! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 balls. Hiakhiak. Naiseeeeeeee. I wanted to try the yakisoba but HQ said NOOOOOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked past ToriQ otw to MRT I was liek 'PLEASE,PLEASE,PLEASE CAN I BUY?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ended up saying yes and laughing at me the whole way to work T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall use PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE on my boyf. HAHAHA. Yes, I'm pathetic. I KNOW RIGHT? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worked. Thn met up with Mr. Boyf. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been meeting him almost everyday this week. HAHA. WE ARE STUCK AT ZE HIP YA'KNOW! Okay, I need to stop being so needy T_____T But, I'm still meeting him before work tmr! HAHA. TAKE THAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate town this week ): So many people, the crowd is making me claustrophobic wtf. And I get all hot and sweaty wayyyyyyyyy to fast -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish sales don't end so fast man. I wish I had cash T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mehhh, another long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get used to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-4369139340019985344?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4369139340019985344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=4369139340019985344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4369139340019985344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/4369139340019985344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/noms.html' title='Noms.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-7392219118194136854</id><published>2009-12-22T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:36:48.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not dead.</title><content type='html'>Hiak.&lt;div&gt;Been spending the few weeks with Boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, the 'Boyfriend'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been kinda cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been so happy for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't blame meeeeeeeeee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Orchard hotel w him and my gal pals for high tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy, did I regret the 5 rounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt so frigging bloated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching HQ eating shaker fries at work grossed me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I STILL DO LOVE THEM SEAWEED SHAKER FRIES OKAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, it all felt better after a nice long burp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got pay today (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought lashes! Japan ones too. So softtttttt. OMG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus it has a cute heart shape container! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momsy &amp;amp; Daddy are back, so I'll start on photo posts soon (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, helped lou&amp;amp;ivan out at Queenstown CC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B bought me to meet his 'laopo' =.=  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dindins at B's. His mom cooked porridge. o.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was nice cos there was SI CHUAN CAI. not the kiam cai i thought -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks arh, B. Keep on correcting me man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Bestfriend JJ's for class BBQ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOOOO. Ate, drank, kinda wii-ed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clement intro-ed this super dope drinking game. Circle of death. LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad I couldn't stay longer ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going out later to meet B to watch AVATAR \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to drop by Denise to pass P somethings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wth, the more I work for P, the more annoyed I get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with 2 jobs it ain't taking up my time enough. And the pay is low, no double pay on PHs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUXOR PRZ. The only upside is learning abt wines. But liek, internet teaches me moar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO, someone prz intro me another job ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makeup/Retail preferred! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can find another good one gnna quit before new year cos of ze exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, I need to find time to study -.- WTF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to like bring my gpa up to a 3 AT LEAST. If not really, my uni choices are gonna be so minimal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my life KINDA sucks. Life is unfair, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I REALLY REALLY WANNA GO TO 313's F21 T________________T 3 levels of HEAVEN. Omo. And I heard they lowered ze prices! HALLELUJAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But B say I cannot shop ): Go also no point! Gnna pursue Daddykins to give me mooooooolah for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY clothes. And check whether my pay has gone through so I can at least buy 1 item. &amp;amp; use the rest to pay back me debts T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long post. I know, righttttttttttttt? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-7392219118194136854?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7392219118194136854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=7392219118194136854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7392219118194136854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/7392219118194136854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-dead.html' title='I&apos;m not dead.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-1434885727115833815</id><published>2009-12-15T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T01:44:24.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not a superwoman. &lt;div&gt;I'm just a normal frigging girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish, you can just read my mind sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-1434885727115833815?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1434885727115833815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=1434885727115833815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1434885727115833815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/1434885727115833815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-superwoman.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8570438037750766092</id><published>2009-12-14T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:32:43.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, wearing all black makes it okay for you to call me emo girl/ goth girl/ &amp;#39;hello, halloween over already&amp;#39; &lt;br&gt;Nonsense. Reused,recycled.&lt;br&gt;New insults anyone?&lt;p&gt;Fyi: I now listen to kpop. I&amp;#39;m by your definition a goth. &lt;br&gt;Hmm, RIGHT. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8570438037750766092?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8570438037750766092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8570438037750766092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8570438037750766092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8570438037750766092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/right-wearing-all-black-makes-it-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-5624416510582919525</id><published>2009-12-11T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T02:27:05.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BF expectations'/><title type='text'>5Cs have upgraded.</title><content type='html'>The Singapore 5Cs have finally upgraded to 5Bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;ondo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;areer &lt;s&gt;Country Club (Too old school)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;redit Card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Bs are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;ungalow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;MW/Bentley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;ody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;illionaire (KACHINGZ)&lt;br /&gt;+ 1 more &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;lackBerry :D CAN BBM WITH ME WHAT. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, this so so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Total credits to &lt;a href="http://the-bi0tch.blogspot.com/"&gt;HQ BESTIE&lt;/a&gt; for telling me about it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally, find husband must have 5Bs already! I can feel my boyfriend getting stressed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I very high maintainence ok! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-5624416510582919525?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5624416510582919525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=5624416510582919525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5624416510582919525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/5624416510582919525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/5cs-have-upgraded.html' title='5Cs have upgraded.'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8539948101061413212</id><published>2009-12-11T07:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T07:54:51.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wai Lum going NS today woo!&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we had a steamboat with him and ganggang minus PS, Nick &amp; Jav last Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna pray for ya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending Christmas with my clique loved too!&lt;br /&gt;3 years in a row I think :D &lt;br /&gt;Awesome friends.&lt;br /&gt;Finally change of venue from Xun's to Jav's.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8539948101061413212?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8539948101061413212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8539948101061413212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8539948101061413212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8539948101061413212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/wai-lum-going-ns-today-woo-anw-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-8769625598361942288</id><published>2009-12-11T06:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:39:18.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't sleep X:&lt;br /&gt;Opps.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend is gnna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Or have a killer time having to wake me up. AHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a change, new layout (:&lt;br /&gt;Hope it looks fine though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-8769625598361942288?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8769625598361942288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=8769625598361942288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8769625598361942288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/8769625598361942288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/couldnt-sleep-x-opps.html' title=''/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12739767.post-2327975950054079324</id><published>2009-12-11T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T05:00:55.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#960</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU7yNqLNjfM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU7yNqLNjfM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the song hate the mv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVjxOEYu3i8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVjxOEYu3i8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY FOR BRAIN'S COMEBACK, he's so cuteeeeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, someone haz to update me with engrish songs nao. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press replay, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH OMFG CUTE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12739767-2327975950054079324?l=ellievicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2327975950054079324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12739767&amp;postID=2327975950054079324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2327975950054079324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12739767/posts/default/2327975950054079324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellievicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/960.html' title='#960'/><author><name>Ellie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
