<?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-234595945299866054</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:07:40.252+08:00</updated><category term='Survivor 20'/><category term='Cougar Town'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>OMG SIANZ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>389</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3265052983097967644</id><published>2011-03-13T17:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:21:27.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, wordpress is working fine again so I'm back there at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://omgsianz.org/"&gt;www.omgsianz.org &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This url will be expiring soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3265052983097967644?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3265052983097967644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-guys-wordpress-is-working-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3265052983097967644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3265052983097967644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-guys-wordpress-is-working-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6565966935016316746</id><published>2011-03-09T01:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:21:10.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright I finally gave in to Adele last night! And yes she's pretty great. I was feeling so messed up last night, and I like to listen to really depressing songs (cue, Adele!) whenever I'm feeling down because it pushes out all the emo inside me and then after a few minutes, I'd find myself completely over whatever issue was bothering me. (My song choice: Someone Like You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N-iOcKaSeFo" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about being psychotically positive and optimistic like I usually am (besides having delusions of grandeur and the eternal illusion of utter contentment) is that when something happens that shakes my core, I fall off the edge so easily and everything comes crashing down around me and while I'm struggling to find one thing, anything, to hold on to, I get this suffocating rush when I realize there's really nothing, nobody, NOTHING in my life I can grab on to. There's absolutely nobody I can call up and talk to at any instant when I'm feeling messed up. (And I do get seriously messed up at times, I do become completely heartbroken over the most random things, which is part of what's annoying about me, that the things that affect me tend to be so random and unpredictable) And I know it's all part of the grand design of my life that I have consciously built around me but this (albeit fleeting) feeling of suffocation and isolation just makes it all too real. That I am one person. Alone, in my room, with my so many people on my facebook chat and msn and my phone and yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rings many alarms in my head and I realize this is why people have relationships and why people grab on to love or companionship, but I dunno. Seriously, is THAT what it takes? Disgusting! Have we evolved so little as a species that we're still faced with this sickening ultimatum? Urgh I REALLY need to get a fish tank again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6565966935016316746?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6565966935016316746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/push.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6565966935016316746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6565966935016316746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/push.html' title='Push'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/N-iOcKaSeFo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-4882871443904103728</id><published>2011-03-08T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:09:04.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE MY LIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-4882871443904103728?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/4882871443904103728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-my-fucking-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4882871443904103728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4882871443904103728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-my-fucking-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5866651343858893851</id><published>2011-03-08T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:32:56.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is You OKAY?</title><content type='html'>I have had just about enough of this wordpress nonsense. Posted a tiny little message there this morning when it was working fine for a while and then the whole thing just imploded again and now it's inaccessible again so goodbye wordpress! So annoying! I have such little patience when it comes to anything at all, and then just a teensy fraction of that when it comes to techie stuff. I am so DONE with wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was nice! Mom made prawn sambal. And then tried to hide them from me because I have this little itch on my back and she thinks it's an allergic reaction to prawns, which doesn't make sense because I hadn't eaten the prawns YET when I got the itch. So unless they infected me telepathically while they were in the freezer, it couldn't have been them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so many things going on this past week, I'll talk about it tomorrow I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trolling youtube (I guess that's what everyone does when they're on the mugsterzone binge and need some time off from the books) and I've found so many interesting people who have been rocking my mindsocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the infinitely fabulous GloZell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ucgqjiVIfik" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the highly informative Scott Herman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/q53y-pLgjzE" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's sweet thoughtful Jesse who took some pimple pills that gave him depression, mood swings and suicidal thoughts, but the results ARE JUST AMAZING so he recommends it to anyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rmNJ_pimDEw" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can really watch how they evolve through the years, this was Jesse in 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Za0dbXOn6VM" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OF COURSE OF COURSE OF COURSE, my absolute fave, ANNOYING ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l3WPKznFvfk" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKR! So, bitchy sarcastic comments aside, I really think they're all pretty awesome people and really interesting to watch anyhow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-5866651343858893851?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5866651343858893851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-you-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5866651343858893851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5866651343858893851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-you-okay.html' title='Is You OKAY?'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ucgqjiVIfik/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2763709832591442867</id><published>2011-03-07T12:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T14:43:41.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is up?</title><content type='html'>I don't know WHAT THE hell is going on at wordpress but nothing's working for me, and everyone's all up in my phone about not getting on that page like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so you're back and then you're gone and then you're back again and then you just shut me out again IS THIS A GAME TO YOU are you having fun?&lt;/span&gt; No, haha really, wordpress just sucks and that's that. It's all messed up and yet there's no official statement on the homepage (that is, at the few instances when you can even access it at all), nothing! And I'm left wondering if it's something wrong with my laptop or my browser for hours and days on end. And I have been DYING to blog since last week urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know a couple of you are still coming here since I always see the referrals from this page in my stats (so I hope you get this message, I have not abandoned you yet again :p) and anyway, this is like my home base since the url is real easy to remember and also BLOGGER DOES NOT SUCK apparently, unlike urgh wordpress. I'd like to press your word on your pressing word thing, that's what I'd like to do right now, wordpress. See I'm not even making much sense right now. FRUSTRATION IS MY NAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'll be camping out here for now. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2763709832591442867?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2763709832591442867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2763709832591442867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2763709832591442867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-up.html' title='What is up?'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3632474207700470012</id><published>2011-02-23T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:06:53.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM BACK!!! &lt;a href="http://omgsianz.org"&gt;www.omgsianz.org &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This domain will be expiring soon so please bookmark my new page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://omgsianz.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3632474207700470012?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3632474207700470012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-back-this-domain-is-expiring-so-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3632474207700470012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3632474207700470012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-back-this-domain-is-expiring-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7921471184248299721</id><published>2011-01-23T09:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T09:06:25.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Peppito</title><content type='html'>Wowee it's been quite some time hasn't it, folks! I've just totally not been feeling it this whole week and it's been a crazy week! I guess there are times when I get randomly sick of blogging and the whole idea suddenly disgusts and revolts me and I ask myself why I even do it in the first place and this was the longest stretch so far, so perhaps this whole blogging thing has finally run it's course! Haha maybe I'll get back into the groove sometime soon, maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight, maybe in the next millennium! See how lah, it's Sunday and I gotta do my crazy amount of overdue work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7921471184248299721?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7921471184248299721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/la-peppito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7921471184248299721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7921471184248299721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/la-peppito.html' title='La Peppito'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6210806665600602766</id><published>2011-01-15T17:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T18:28:10.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alien Attack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my books ARRIVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/aliens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 690px; height: 518px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/aliens.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're almost like little angels in bubble-wrap and I do believe I heard one of them sigh softly as I cradled her in my arms. Finally! I'm a dad! And this shouldn't surprise me, but my child is really shockingly thick! What have I gotten myself into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to talk about this whole book-ordering extravaganza before they arrived, because what I'd say would depend largely on how they arrived to me - be it in a cacophony of flying monkeys singing show-tunes outside my window heralding their arrival (which would be awesome) or dipped in sulphuric acid, wrapped in demon's poop and tossed at my door via express fiery catapult service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up being delivered just fine by mailman in pristine condition (which of course, falls short of expectations, now that I have flying monkeys dancing in my head) and I'm now blissfully at peace with myself, no longer waiting for anything anymore. Actually, the wait was pretty exciting. I almost miss it. What does life hold for me now! What is coming? Nothing! Ayte before I spiral into empty-nest syndrome mode, I'm gonna make some coffee and start on MY AWESOME ALIEN NOVELLA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I ordered my books from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.opentrolley.com.sg"&gt;www.opentrolley.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;, because they were having their new year's discount (which is still on) and I was just way too captivated with that alien book which caught me off-guard in a moment of weakness. Daz pointed out that the books would usually be cheaper at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bookdepository.co.uk"&gt;www.bookdepository.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; although it takes longer to arrive (actually opentrolley took 9 whole days to get the books to me, so you might as well use bookdepository or even &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.kinokuniya.com.sg"&gt;www.kinokuniya.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; which is almost the same price if not cheaper and books get delivered to you the next working day) and I agree! Although I do like browsing at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.opentrolley.com.sg"&gt;www.opentrolley.com.sg &lt;/a&gt;because they sort the books out by price which is pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte have an awesometastic weekend ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6210806665600602766?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6210806665600602766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/alien-attack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6210806665600602766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6210806665600602766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/alien-attack.html' title='Alien Attack!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-1618386371590527141</id><published>2011-01-14T20:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:50:32.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Onions!</title><content type='html'>I feel so empty tonight, with an aching deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh Khan and Kareena Kapoor are in Singaporeland and I'm totally helpless, I can't do anything about it!!! I'm just sitting here in my room thinking about how my life is so empty without them as my bffs! I feel like a donut without a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I finally had dinner with my boys again last night! Since Faye had overtime all of last week! Why is everyone getting so busy with work! But anyway, Faye's full time job is being the biggest bitch alive, and from that he's never retiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Omg how come she's so stupid like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: Well I told my boss it's maybe because her make-up was too thick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: It blocks off her brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA IKR sigh so mean! Tsk tsk I do not encourage this behavior :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JS got a pay-raise at work! Congrats to cheesedale-cheese!!! And so he treated us to japanese seafood last night! MY PICTURES ARE SO GORGEOUS!!! (Let's just have that said out loud and fully acknowledged, because I'm most excited when my food pics turn out so freaking awesome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some cold soba! This was my first time trying out cold soba (I've always watched Faye having it but the idea of having cold noodles has always been just weird and beyond my comprehension, but yesterday I was feeling adventurous - I tend to get very courageous and experimental when I'm not paying for my own food) and it was INSANELY GOOD OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 665px; height: 499px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a little bit weird that they lay out the noodles spread-out on a huge tray like some kind of hantaran.. But anyway, they're delicious so I don't mind the spacial-inefficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 658px; height: 493px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9842.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny soya dipping sauce with the springy onions was excellente. (I don't do typos - when I type like that, it's just my italian flair for drama rearing it's versace head, you see I'm 1/8 italian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 659px; height: 493px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9846.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how awesomely my camera behaved last night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 657px; height: 492px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9850.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gorgeous. Agent Scully's proving to be still quite an asset to the force in her old age. I'm officially putting off finding her replacement for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So back to the food, we shared some kind of Tile Fish which frankly, looked quite angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 667px; height: 500px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9847.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha IKR if cooked-fish's-facial-expressions could kill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be fair, we weren't being very nice lah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: Its got too many bones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;JS: The skin is so scaly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: Its too fishy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: It looks pissed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: Haha poor fish! So much critisism, and it's probably thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: "What do you expect, I AM A FISH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I love my boys. Thanks for the awesometastic treat, JS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been really into the new Avril Lavigne song, sigh! I couldn't help it! You can listen to it here, but don't look at the lyrics flashing on-screen while you listen, that's just gonna ruin the whole experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQrWTQBZPo4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQrWTQBZPo4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I listened to it was on my laptop while looking at the lyrics and it MADE NO SENSE TO ME and I hated it for all it's weird angsty fiery font. But then I heard it again at Macs while having my double fillet fish burger (YES THEY'RE BACK) without actually listening to the words and it suddenly became the best song ever. Avril Lavigne is a genius. Just not lyrically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte hope you had a GRAND FANTABULOUS TGIF!!! Have a supertastic weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-1618386371590527141?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/1618386371590527141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/spring-onions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1618386371590527141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1618386371590527141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/spring-onions.html' title='Spring Onions!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7259493589233959625</id><published>2011-01-12T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:17:54.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploding Fishcakes!</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, sometimes I have slightly emo posts but that doesn't mean I'm some kind of wussy pansy, just to be clear. My scent is ninety-nine percent musk and one percent whatever I just ate that's still around my mouth and teeth, and zero percent pansy boy. (Haha I don't even know what pansy means but damn, that's a strangely fun word to use) So anyway, lets talk about Cityville and Cafeworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm in the middle of doing something on my laptop (like studying or online window shopping) and suddenly I'm in Cityville and I tilt my head back and think slowly to myself, HOW DID I GET BACK HERE! I think this new obsession has taken on the auto-mode, which is not safe. Cafeworld is quite dead but I just made 43 new facebook friends last night (from the Cityville facebook page, I need neighbours so sue me) and they are slowly sucking me back into Cafeworld because apparently these two things are almost one and the same. They're like hooker twins with very expensive Cafe/City cash and coins. (WHICH I DO NOT BUY ANYMORE since the great Cafeworld meltdown of early 2010, thank you very much) But I don't think I'll be going back to Cafeworld. Its tempting, but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its actually VERY funny (this just struck me!) that Cityville is CALLED CITYVILLE. Like the amazingly hoppy (the people, they hop everywhere, from houses to shops to bakeries to farms, its a little bit psychotic and creepy) people of Cityville couldn't decide if they wanted to live in the city or the village and just had to let that major indecision be reflected for all eternity in the name of their resident town. Like they couldn't have picked something neutral like Stars Hollow or Dawson's Creek, they had to pick something along the lines of Facebutt or Eatshit or Whiteblack or Gossipgirlsurvivor. Its just an observation, I obviously have no say in the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte have a smashtastic midweek!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7259493589233959625?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7259493589233959625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/exploding-fishcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7259493589233959625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7259493589233959625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/exploding-fishcakes.html' title='Exploding Fishcakes!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7015962561436701364</id><published>2011-01-12T00:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T01:07:30.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saigo No Iiwake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today I came across an old song. THE SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qLeeUB7pU9Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qLeeUB7pU9Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to listen to this song almost every night during this one phase in Sec 2!!! WTF ME!!! Ohhh what an emo boy I was back then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend gave me this keychain and it was so cool because it was actually a mini-cd which doubled up as a keychain (well it was more like one of those things you hang on your bag and feel all cool and superior, because I doubt this thing could have held actual keys without smashing upon itself) and the mini-cd featured this one random japanese song by this Hideaki Tokunaga (extremely random, because if you remember, this was more than 10 years ago so I don't think ANYONE here in Sg was in the slightest bit aware of jap pop music) and I never knew (obviously) what the song meant but I imagined that it was about a japanese wedding and this guy was singing about how his bride left him at the altar and he's sitting there in the snow just feeling totally and completely crushed and heartbroken. This song moved me so much and I never even knew what it really meant! (I still don't want to know; I don't want to spoil it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weird that I came across this song tonight on youtube. And then I remembered that I used to be so different; I used to feel everything for everyone in every way. I used to be so crushed at the smallest things people did, I used to fall madly in love with random different people EVERY SINGLE DAY. I don't want to ever go back to that haha (seriously, yuck! My life was horrendously fucked-up back then, and you know I never use the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yuck&lt;/span&gt; unless absolutely necessary) but I'm a little bit glad that I can still remember how I used to be, and that I can still feel just a tinge of the old me (though it fills me with terror) creeping back up to the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's still deep inside me, the little boy from my past. I guess I'm just afraid of letting him out, even for one person, for one night, for one smile or just one little touch, because it took me a long, long time and a lot of hurt to bury him and become the happy, happy man that I am today. But yeah it's good to know he's still in there, waiting for when I'm ready :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7015962561436701364?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7015962561436701364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/saigo-no-iiwake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7015962561436701364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7015962561436701364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/saigo-no-iiwake.html' title='Saigo No Iiwake'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3039223267313959106</id><published>2011-01-11T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:07:06.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King Key!</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD is my stuff coming OR NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for this really awesome new book (I've never bought books online before, so this was my first - more on that later; ohh the drama that ensued) and I can't wait to get my hands on it! There's also that element of suspense I always crave when things get delivered and you never know if your mailman/mailgirl is gonna be some kinda fortune-telling wizard who ends up delivering your destiny across universes or just really hot. So anyway, its the new Stephen King (I really don't know how new, I just chanced upon it online) and it hints of aliens and abduction, and you know how much I love my aliens stuff!!! Even if it ends up being just some character's super-extensive nightmare or some covert political government plot unraveled by common men (as they usually are), I'd have those few hours of hope that the story expands into actual aliens and UFOs and if I'm lucky and I read slowly enough, this thrill could last me months into 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE IT COMES TODAY!!! Or at least tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3039223267313959106?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3039223267313959106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/king-key.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3039223267313959106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3039223267313959106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/king-key.html' title='King Key!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7590465935185564069</id><published>2011-01-09T12:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:21:52.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob The Builder YES WE CAN!</title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make. I like the Cityville soundtrack so much that I have it playing in my earphones even when I'm not playing the damn game; while I study or read and while I AM TYPING this right now haha. The Cafeworld theme track was okay but this one is much more subtle and less food-inspired, which bodes very well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you know how sometimes, when you're cleaning your keypad with wet wipes and you end up with the complete unabridged works of Enid Blyton on your screen or just alien gibberish that only the FBI could decipher and interpret? (When they're not busy doing legitimate government work such as hunting down aliens or rescuing their agents from alternate universes, of course) Well I was cleaning my keypad this morning and by the time I was done, I'd unintentionally bought a whole bunch of stuff online! See, sometimes its totally not my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my keypad was the last thing I cleaned today in my grand renovation works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: I'm gonna renovate my room today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sha: WOW cool, what are you doing to your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: I'm gonna install some hooks on my wall for my new calendars..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sha: Haha that's not called renovation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Do I look like Bob the Builder to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sha: No lah, you just look like Shah Rukh Khan and nobody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why thanks Sharbie! So what inspired me towards this act of un-heavy construction was my brand new calendar that I bought yesterday with Voo at Daiso Plazasing! Before our movie night with my amazons!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: What do you need from Daiso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Voo: I need a pouch.. Lets find a pouch okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Let's just shoot a kangaroo and get the pouch haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Voo: But I need like, 5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKR, so I met my calendar of dreams which totally made my evening! Actually they were just $2 and I couldn't decide between 2 designs so I bought both haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO. The grand renovation works began this morning! With this really awesome 3M hook my mom got me from the supermarket today, I'm such a natural hooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 581px; height: 435px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9764.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 596px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9761.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay renova&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zion&lt;/span&gt; done! Check out the calendar I got for $2 last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 634px; height: 475px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9729.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depicts different gorgeous locales each month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm totally gonna be soaking up India come April:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 608px; height: 455px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9734.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now I'm all about ITALY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 569px; height: 426px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9747.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 581px; height: 435px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9751.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, master construction worker that I am, it didn't take long for everything to come together.&lt;br /&gt;And voilaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 634px; height: 475px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9770.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 583px; height: 778px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9801.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 652px; height: 489px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9782.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little cock rises every morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 622px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9785.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 622px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9791.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Paris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fave postcard ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_98001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 479px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_98001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I love all my postcards from all my buddies but this one I love extra hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have my Buffster calendar from 2005 behind my door :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 596px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9820.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh Buffster I just can't quit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it! I'm way ready for 2011 to come smashing into me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Dahtin and I made some desert today, and when I say desert, I mean the most stunningly complex creation that only Julia Child herself could have ever dared attempt in her lifetime of culinary swashbuckling awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 601px; height: 450px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7871.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelly!!! Bravo! Delicioso! Fantissimo! Sedapooffino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte I hope you've had an AWESOME sundoinks too :)&lt;br /&gt;Have an infinitessimo week ahead!&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/234595945299866054-7590465935185564069?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7590465935185564069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/bob-builder-yes-we-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7590465935185564069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7590465935185564069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/bob-builder-yes-we-can.html' title='Bob The Builder YES WE CAN!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-1407859618657135705</id><published>2011-01-08T09:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:09:49.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Samantha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I made a new friend this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 605px; height: 497px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a little high on the butch spectrum..&lt;br /&gt;And she gets kinda bossy quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 615px; height: 491px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha but thanks to her, I'm now mayor of my own little land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 655px; height: 519px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a bunch of randomly scattered coniferous trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I saw JS and a few friends start playing this on Facebook and I just couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY CAFEWORLD AND MY TREASURE ISLE!&lt;br /&gt;But once people stop playing, there's like completely no point anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It just becomes sad.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I know sitting at home baking cupcakes on your laptop and serving them to cartoon characters on screen isn't the happiest thing in life, but when you're playing alone online and your friends have all stopped playing, it gets sad on a very REAL level very fast and then you start questioning your whole life story and its just not worth all that mental drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's hoping facebook games make a grand comeback!&lt;br /&gt;(Or not, whatever, soon I'll have my iPhone back :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!&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/234595945299866054-1407859618657135705?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/1407859618657135705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-samantha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1407859618657135705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1407859618657135705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-samantha.html' title='Oh Samantha'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-1747268716090842877</id><published>2011-01-07T09:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:59:43.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maserati Dreams</title><content type='html'>Hmm. I had the strangest dream this morning just before I woke up! I dreamt that I was coming home and driving a Maserati (!!!) and so I parked it and went up to my apartment and then I realized I forgot my ring (this really cool ring I used to have that my first ever ex gave to me which then broke into a million pieces (actually 5 to be exact) when I dropped it (I know right, what freakin-ass ring breaks when you drop it? But this was actual real life) but then I got a new one which was SO UGLY that it actually ended our relationship) and so I came back down to my car and THE GRANDMOTHER from Gilmore Girls was there standing beside my Maserati (!!!) holding my ring and interrogating me about it! (Right now, in my state of absolute consciousness, I can't imagine why anyone would get so upset about one ring, (unless of course, its THE one ring to rule them all) but the old lady was seriously ragingly angry with me and scolding me in the carpark right in front of my Maserati!) And maybe its because I haven't had much experience with old people in real life, but apparently I didn't handle this very well at all. I started shouting back at her along the lines of, "You are going to die soon, you old hag!" and she didn't even care! AND not only did she refuse to give me back my ring, she held it hostage in her old-lady bra! I was just about to set her hair on fire when I woke up! With the most horrible headache everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously my dream makes no sense; that old woman was always my favourite character on the show aside from the glorious Lorelais. And I usually like old people, I get somewhat annoyed with slow old people but I have absolutely no history of violence with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my week's been kinda boring, so I decided to test out my FBI skills on Sharbie who seems to be very elusive when she's talking about her steamy nights out in town while the cat's away. Weebs, this is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sharbie: Yeah I watched Little Fockers with my friend last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Oh it was good right! Jessica Alba was funny uhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Not really, but she was hot and sexy. I loved the movie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Oh okay cool did your friend like it too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Uhhh yah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Wow did you guys share popcorn? Did you get your chocolate popcorn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Yah.. It was all good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: So did you guys have dinner together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Yah we had pastamania, very nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: OMG WAS IT A GUY OR A GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Haha it was a hot sexy guy! Lick lick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: I knew you were trying to investigate me, you're such a bad spy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ikr! I totally couldn't come up with one innocent question that would confirm the gender of her alleged partner for the night! I still can't, so if you have any ideas please tell me, because case is still not closed. 2 more months before case is officially closed. She's like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0227942/"&gt;Elise Ward&lt;/a&gt; (played by Urmila Matondkar more like it) and I'm the Italian police! And Daz is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0235485/"&gt;Paul Bettany&lt;/a&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spend all day getting over this nightmare, so if you call me and I don't pick up, I'd most likely be in my meditation chamber with my good friend and life-long soulmate, mister old chang kee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-1747268716090842877?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/1747268716090842877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/maserati-dreams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1747268716090842877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1747268716090842877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/maserati-dreams.html' title='Maserati Dreams'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7643771005540563475</id><published>2011-01-06T07:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:32:35.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Like YOU</title><content type='html'>My new year's resolution (yes another one pops up) is to NOT buy a gazillion dayplanners at the end of 2011 to prepare for 2012 unless I turn into some kind of rock guitarist for an international bollywood bangra sensation because clearly I have gone way beyond the call of duty this year since I somehow ended up with SEVEN dayplanners. As such, the whole thing backfires and becomes ironically inefficient for me when I have to remind myself to update every single freaking one everytime I make new plans. I feel like I'm commandeering a whole army of soldiers from different solar systems and I have to explain my attack strategy to every single soldier separately in different intergalactic dialects. Aye caramba! I guess I could do powerpoint slides with visual aids that can transcend the language barrier but you get my point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, speaking of over-shopping (some might argue that there's no such thing) I ran into some pretty strange and highlarious stuff yesterday as I was innocently browsing through with zero intention of buying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super dramatic iPhone casing seller:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/drama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 637px; height: 345px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/drama1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shizzballs, DIAL DOWN THE DRAMA FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WOMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this interesting item:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/drama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 548px; height: 467px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/drama2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha! I was actually very intrigued and really interested in the magical loaf of bread that listens to music but alas they were only selling the brown pouch. (Its so hard to find groceries that really know how to appreciate good music these days, you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, here's to a fantassimo Thursdoinks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7643771005540563475?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7643771005540563475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/someone-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7643771005540563475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7643771005540563475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/someone-like-you.html' title='Someone Like YOU'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5083396779657428872</id><published>2011-01-05T09:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T23:15:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Actually</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, all that you've heard is true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mully1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 617px; height: 462px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mully1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit: FYI: Mully was named after Mulder &amp;amp; Scully, and also after my 7 baby oscars)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mully is no longer with us, and is someplace far far away where the souls of iPhones are free to dance and entwine in the forever peaceful tango of gadgetry afterlife! Just seven levels up from the basement of eternal suffering within which demons ravage and whip the abandoned souls of shitty blackberries and boring windows phones, or whatever those are called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well actually, Mully is most likely being ripped apart into pieces as we speak and her innards reincarnated into refurbished pieces that will live again in the hands of others who come to Singtel to replace their faulty sets.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is highly contrary to character, but I haven't really missed using an iPhone at all for the past one day. I feel totally okay. I miss Mully (we did spend an awful lot of time together and those memories, ahhh those memories.. irreplaceable..) but that's mostly sentimental. I can't believe I'm going to say this, (this almost feels like blasphemy) but it almost feels oddly liberating to be using a phone that only sends out and receives messages and takes and makes calls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the vessel that will carry my social life for the next 3 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mully3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 620px; height: 464px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mully3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mully2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 625px; height: 468px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mully2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right, eeeeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway! Life goes on! I got my care package this morning!&lt;br /&gt;From the land of mega dramatics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/kor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 618px; height: 463px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/kor1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Young Ho!!! Everything looks fantastic!&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/234595945299866054-5083396779657428872?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5083396779657428872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-actually.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5083396779657428872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5083396779657428872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-actually.html' title='Love, Actually'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-298745455419186543</id><published>2011-01-04T23:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:07:19.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;12:02am ~&lt;/span&gt; Wanted to go to bed some time ago, but got sidetracked and spent &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one whole hour &lt;/span&gt;looking at &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-wedding-solemnization.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Xiaxue's amazing wedding-rom post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BEST WEDDING/ROM &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVER. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Haha also led me to start experimenting with font size :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-298745455419186543?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/298745455419186543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/298745455419186543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/298745455419186543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/11.html' title=''/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3765681236430137335</id><published>2011-01-03T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:52:49.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>German Sausage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you recognize these tiles?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 612px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha Tampinesland MRT! Apparently Daz couldn't - he's lost his roots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weekend with my boys! Its been some time since we've boogied in Bugisland and so the crime scene was set for our day of international espionage in the freakishly crowded locale that is our Singaporeland. THANK GOD THE KIDS ARE BACK AT SCHOOL TODAY! Now the little creatures will only be let loose on the weekends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed JS to MOS burger for his lunch. We actually stepped into Macs but it was crowded like crazy and so we went to MOS which was 90% empty (!!!) and also seems to have miniature seats that weren't so friendly towards my monster butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/nydb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 658px; height: 658px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/nydb1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JS had the weird fries-burger (with fries harmoniously co-habitating INSIDE the burger *woohoo*) which looked freakintabulous on the poster but in real life, resembled a scene from Honey I Shrank The Kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/nydb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 287px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/nydb2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, this experiment in inter-species symbiosis was never meant to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But luckily, our dinnerissimo was MEGA MAGNIFICO!!! At Marina foodcourt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/nydb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 635px; height: 635px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/nydb3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faye got the rojak (thanks in part to JS haha) and it was SO GOOD!!! I'm totally getting it the next time we eat there!!! I got the naan set, a choice that I was okay with but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naan&lt;/span&gt; too pleased about hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also sat down after dinner to write a tiny little postcard to Dizzie. (Later gimmi your address k haha or if its too late, we can just pass to Sharbs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: Haha so what shall we write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Anything! Haha go crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JS: Maybe can tell him what we want from there, like german sausages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: I don't think you write postcard to tell people what you want lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faye: Haha yes. If so, I'd need many many more postcards! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!! IKR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte its the first Mondoinks of 2011! Have a great one everybody :)&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/234595945299866054-3765681236430137335?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3765681236430137335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/german-sausage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3765681236430137335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3765681236430137335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/german-sausage.html' title='German Sausage'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7979302106079685374</id><published>2011-01-01T07:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T10:29:51.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in the 10s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 2011 everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/cal4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 612px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/cal4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahtin got me the most FABULUZ calender for 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/cal6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 682px; height: 682px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/cal6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its unexpectedly peranakan in flavour but I do love my kuehs and my sarongs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sarongs, we had dinner at Sarong Grill last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 582px; height: 273px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9639.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 570px; height: 427px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9635.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 670px; height: 503px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9638.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 643px; height: 482px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9640.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9641-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 534px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9641-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had these really funny satays (I began to suspect they didn't fully understand the concept of satay and were just going for bbq haha) with mushrooms and corn and LADY'S FINGERS (eww!!!!) but everything was great, even the lady's finger! Which I topped up with lots and lots of sauce as a basic precautionary measure :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 627px; height: 470px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9644.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super good food and surprisingly cheap too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some TCC lovin' for the final amazonial gossip conference 2010 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/tcc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 615px; height: 615px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/tcc1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/tcc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 690px; height: 1023px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/tcc2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE YOU, MY AMAZONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Dedicated to our poor Linah who had to work and VOO who's still washing off curry smells*&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with mahjong today haha please report back to me on Shelz's alleged skills which may or may not have been grossly exaggerated by her own account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home to check my gmail and was just in time to countdown with Dazzie online!&lt;br /&gt;Although we didn't really notice 2010 dissipating into the night and 2011 descending upon us since we were discussing malay idioms hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Dua Ribu Sebelas kepe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Daz: Omg we're living in the 10s! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We've lived through the turn of the century!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guten Rutsch ins neue Jahr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Haha Jahr sounds hindistan-ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, Hindi and German got the Aryan connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh no wonder I look german at certain angles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha me too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAHA nak tumpang ajer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lol dua kali lima!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAVE AN AWESOMETASTIC NEW YEARS DAY EVERYONE*&lt;br /&gt;I will be with my boybitches checking out the sales!&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/234595945299866054-7979302106079685374?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7979302106079685374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/living-in-10s.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7979302106079685374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7979302106079685374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2011/01/living-in-10s.html' title='Living in the 10s'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5073296028589576121</id><published>2010-12-31T08:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:57:21.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lick Lick!</title><content type='html'>So! I've got some things waiting in line for this space but they'll have to make way for the mega epic night we had last night in the furthest reaches of the known world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weebs turns 18 (almost 2 weeks ago actually hehe) and we finally got down to celebrating our dearest teatymistress' entry into almost legal age last night with a road trip to Yishun! I think it was Yishun but it might have been Siberia haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, Sharbs and I met for some official card-signing duties and her highness was craving for some 3-in-1 nuttyballs from Mr Bean. These things are awesome btw, glutinous balls with nutty fillings swimming in tauhuey and sugary water and random small nuts in the water itself too! And then she had OCK! Lapar ttm kepe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mrbean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 635px; height: 635px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mrbean.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: 18? Haha Benjamin Buttons kepe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay, I can understand 3-in-1 cravings because I have them all the time too. I think she'd been craving it for a long time. And I think I'm craving for it today..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally we were ready for WEEBS! We took teatyboy on the ride of his life and headed down to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Yureka-Teppanyaki-Restaurant/130605000310591"&gt;Yureka Teppenyaki Restaurant&lt;/a&gt; which was such a sweet little spot (I almost didn't know how to finish this sentence hehe) somewhere out there! Weebs recommended this place and it sounded great and it WAS MAGNIFICO! Cosy little place, good crowd, great service and sweet, sweet food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 635px; height: 476px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9623.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this strawberry float called Diablow. Haha windy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 615px; height: 460px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambal Stingray at a Teppenyaki place! Makcik celup jepon kepe.&lt;br /&gt;But it was gooood!&lt;br /&gt;There were quite a few sambalistic items on the menu to cater to the halal crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 468px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9601.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 3 mysterious sambals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 597px; height: 447px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9602.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The almighty sushi platter!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Weebs for the treat!!!&lt;br /&gt;*SEDAP GILS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 458px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9613.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Sharbie didn't touch the raw stuff :p&lt;br /&gt;Takut dia gigit balik kepe.&lt;br /&gt;But Weebs cannot talk, because she also did not touch her long-time archrival..&lt;br /&gt;THE TAUGEH PLATTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 486px; height: 648px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9625.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, IKR that's a holy-shizzload of taugeh right there.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was named 'vege' but only taugehs arrived and I think you know my feelings about labeling taugehs as vegetables and calling it a day (yeah I'm talking about you, makciks who sell epok2 sayur with only taugeh inside) but this was nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;But Weebs still didn't touch lah.&lt;br /&gt;Actually she touched the plate for some pics haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/yureka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 698px; height: 580px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/yureka1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy BDAY Weebs!&lt;br /&gt;Sharbs attempted to cook the raw stuff with her eyes but not so successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 678px; height: 508px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9622.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing on the table was the PRAWNS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rolled in some saucy stuff which was so good.&lt;br /&gt;When the waitress suggested the prawns, I asked if they were peeled or not haha.&lt;br /&gt;Legitimate concern right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 602px; height: 470px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9618.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chickies stuff was good too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 590px; height: 442px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9617.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my bento set!&lt;br /&gt;With delicious and suspectedly-cheesy prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 582px; height: 436px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9611.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We totally enjoyed ourselves!!! Weebs, hope you enjoy fully your Kat-tun stuff and your 18th bday card! We will go with the complete Teamteaty set again in mid 2011!!! By then you'll be almost freshly 18 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's the last day of 2010 and I don't think I'm gonna do any summary post for 2011 (although its not too late for you, Weebs!) because you can just look at my archives to see what's been going on in my life and if there's anything else, I probably never wanted you guys to know anyway :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, in short, 2010 has been pretty special to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Good things about 2010&lt;br /&gt;1. Sweet times with shippuden&lt;br /&gt;2. Many many iPhone covers came into my life&lt;br /&gt;3. Online shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out intending to do '10 Good Things about 2010' then went down to 5 and then I settled for 3 haha! A lot of great stuff with a LOT of amazing people happened lah, I'm just not in the mood to look back. I wanna look forward! To 2011 and all the amazing new stationary I have in my cavalry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2011 EVERYONE!&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/234595945299866054-5073296028589576121?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5073296028589576121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/lick-lick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5073296028589576121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5073296028589576121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/lick-lick.html' title='Lick Lick!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6122447085805163581</id><published>2010-12-30T09:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:14:31.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen Obscene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quick shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/29shots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 561px; height: 1116px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/29shots.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. AWESOME mail from Pearlynne! More later!&lt;br /&gt;2. OMG I HAVE FOUND A NEW FAVOURITE KUEH Y'ALL&lt;br /&gt;3. Sianz&lt;br /&gt;4. Free ricola haha I LIKE IT&lt;br /&gt;5. Uhh yeah, cue the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xz7_3n7xyDg"&gt;*whatever*&lt;/a&gt; song&lt;br /&gt;6. Found it after 3 whole months zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;7. IKR&lt;br /&gt;8. SUCCESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to google on any possible side-effects from sniffing too much minyak kapak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been following Mr Brown &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-ktu93x5bo&amp;amp;feature=mfu_in_order&amp;amp;list=UL"&gt;(he of the highlarious army commercial parody)&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://instagr.am/"&gt;Instagram&lt;/a&gt; and this guy takes amazing shots (surprisingly clear too, think he's using the iPhone 4, le sigh!) and he's on some kind of trip to the US so he's been taking these pretty shots of many, many sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mrbrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mrbrown.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I was tickled by that comment! Encik Coklat seh kena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte have a beautiful Thursdoinks everyone! I know I'm gonna have a supermilky one!&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/234595945299866054-6122447085805163581?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6122447085805163581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/queen-obscene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6122447085805163581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6122447085805163581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/queen-obscene.html' title='Queen Obscene'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8972598650244788104</id><published>2010-12-29T18:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:22:29.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I heard this young little punk this morning refer to FRIENDS as vintage! I literally spaced out and saw my whole body spinning into one of those 60s twilight zone vortexes as my mind tried to take back control of my senses and regain balance so my hand could properly direct my burger back into the correct hole on my face. Vintage! FRIENDS isn't vintage, FRIENDS is a classic! Like Chanel or KFC! Sure, you have fun at Popeye's and take out Wendy's for a night out or two, but FRIENDS, my friends; FRIENDS is forever. You eat KFC, you turn on FRIENDS, you feel like a wee little sperm again swimming in timelessness and background laughter. You giggle at Rachel's shiny hair and you laugh at Chandler Bing's bingology. There's nothing like it. Urgh kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back and I had a really good time today! Shopping alone! Spending A FULL 30mins at the stationary section at times bookstore where I met not a single soul, not a single pesky little schoolkid, not a single breath of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mommy mommy I want this &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mommy mommy please get a freaking leash and clamp it on one of my nipples so you can yank me away from the nice sexy man who wants to be left alone&lt;/span&gt;, ahhh so liberating! I think its the first time I got everything I wanted and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a superfranticko productive night! Ttyls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be there for you :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8972598650244788104?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8972598650244788104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8972598650244788104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8972598650244788104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/forever.html' title='Forever'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5098774275137286788</id><published>2010-12-29T06:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T06:35:39.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Oh My</title><content type='html'>SO IT'S A BEAUTIFUL WEDNESDAY!!! I HAVE SO MUCH TO DO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was online &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;browsing&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and I saw something funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/funny3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 727px; height: 313px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/funny3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha I was tickled by (1)! Bitchy kepe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-5098774275137286788?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5098774275137286788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/fly-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5098774275137286788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5098774275137286788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/fly-oh-my.html' title='Fly Oh My'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5450790992146994323</id><published>2010-12-28T05:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T06:42:23.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascada</title><content type='html'>It's Tuesday! Which means 3 more days till I get to use all my 2011 stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go all out and start using my brand new iphone cables too, even though the old one is still juicing up my phone pretty well, because for all it's unfailing functional dedication, it looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/iphonecablecrazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 509px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/iphonecablecrazy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right, it's like a horror movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its funny how almost every single woman I know right now is newly obsessed with facial masks. The industry has clearly staged some kind of grand revival we never saw coming. (Every time I think about this, I think back to &lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/quiz/243000/243240_1245999085972_300_397.jpg"&gt;Leo DiCaprio in The Man in The Iron Mask&lt;/a&gt; and it's not a pleasant association)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some fruit-flavoured masks at Watsons and I think I even saw a chocolate facial mask? The rest was a blur because next thing I knew, I was in line at J.Co and the chocolate donuts were audibly singing praises of how my mouth was the ultimate gateway to heaven and how my stomach was actual heaven itself and how dearly I needed to salvage their souls from the ravages of the evil donut display tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelv: So how would the mask work, you tap it on your face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Tap? It's not like ezlink card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: I think you take it out and just put it on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: And then leave it on FOREVER haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Daz was telling me that I should get a Skype account and I finally decided to explore this new world of fantastic skypulage, and so I downloaded the Skype app on my iPhone and it was asking for username and password so I thought I was registering for a new account and I entered a username and password and THEN IT JUST LOGGED IN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/4-19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/4-19.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha apparently I already have an account! (Actually I kinda remember having an account long ago but I never thought I'd remember the username and password so I just wanted to skip all that brain-frying drama and just get a new account) I am so tickled by this. I just think its so funny and cool that my default random username and password in my head HASN'T CHANGED SINCE THEN haha. How awesome is my mind, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a pretty boring week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 475px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And playing around with Hipstamic a lot hehe. Right now there's only one thing on my wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 461px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like a makeover but at 5am it looks just perfect this way! Have fun in Morocco and keep safe, Dizzoids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week's about to get really exciting so I'm charging in and revving up the cavalry with some satay today hehe will keep you guys updated on my meatfest later on :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-5450790992146994323?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5450790992146994323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/incoming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5450790992146994323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5450790992146994323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/incoming.html' title='Cascada'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2886535631233322598</id><published>2010-12-27T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T05:53:12.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Monty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good night world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/112127123202808701165/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCJz3pebRwrzj8wE#5555377915143049666"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/TRiqx7km0cI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_S2AhNEQ2gU/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px; width: 501px; height: 501px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/112127123202808701165/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCJz3pebRwrzj8wE#5555377933303883266"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/TRiqy_OfJgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Fop47TSGSMI/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px; width: 495px; height: 495px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/112127123202808701165/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCJz3pebRwrzj8wE#5555377955767365362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/TRiq0S6MrvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/qS_YSEtewmg/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px; width: 530px; height: 530px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken with Hipstamic and Instagram apps on iPhone!&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/234595945299866054-2886535631233322598?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2886535631233322598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/full-monty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2886535631233322598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2886535631233322598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/full-monty.html' title='Full Monty'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/TRiqx7km0cI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_S2AhNEQ2gU/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2607985173995572142</id><published>2010-12-27T03:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T04:14:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirousa Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/wjbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 500px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/wjbday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha HAVE A HAPPY BDAY GIRL! Your appreciation for triple exclamation marks and rare alien specimens of nflowers is what makes our friendship !!! !!! !!! Triple TRIPLE exclamation marks for you today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2607985173995572142?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2607985173995572142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/shirousa-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2607985173995572142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2607985173995572142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/shirousa-says.html' title='Shirousa Says'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6933507190152524008</id><published>2010-12-26T06:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T06:59:48.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 2 3 OKAYYY</title><content type='html'>Happy Sundoinks everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/tumblr_lcmlg7xrHz1qzb7tbo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 367px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/tumblr_lcmlg7xrHz1qzb7tbo1_500.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOAMfUJ3tsc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOAMfUJ3tsc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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/234595945299866054-6933507190152524008?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6933507190152524008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/down-low.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6933507190152524008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6933507190152524008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/down-low.html' title='1 2 3 OKAYYY'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6824177325948917867</id><published>2010-12-25T19:56:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T07:53:48.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Holy RANT</title><content type='html'>So, get this. I've been trying to find this thing online for my mom (some legendary tea she's been searching for that's been magically rendered out of stock throughout all of makcik-verse) and finally I found it and so I texted this person who claims to get them from the supplier, and maybe I'm so used to prompt and no-nonsense online shopping that this person catches me off-guard by asking me my age and what I'm doing right now and what I AM WEARING (seriously, this person literally queries me (politely, I'll give her that) on what fabric is currently enjoying the leisurely touch of my skin, albeit not in these specific terms) and you'd wonder why I'd give in to this crazy chick who's clearly out of her mind but I've been desperately seeking this thing my mom wants and so I'm totally nice until I find out it's a guy (because he suddenly asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh wait are you a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm a guy too!&lt;/span&gt;) and I was like, dude YES I AM A GUY. I just told you I'm wearing singlet and my boxers, seriously. So are we still flirting, because I can do this all day. Until I get my mom's freaking tea haha. So of course he backs off, and then OF COURSE my mom CHANGES HER MIND about her desire for the magic tea of legends so I told him to forget about the item and then now he's been texting me non-stop and asking me to add him on FACEBOOK (??) WHY WHY WHY I DO NOT UNDERSTAND THIS! Because even if this randomly frisky stranger bats for his own team, this guy doesn't know who I am even! I could be the little twin brother of godzilla or a freaky old man who rears vampires to do my bidding, vampires that will seek your blood at night and poke you where it really counts. I could have spiky nipples growing out of my forehead that glow in the dark and sing Nickelodeon theme songs. Like a little choir of singing nipples. On my forehead! (Actually that's kinda awesome) I could be Sadako from The Ring!!! He could be antagonizing the president of Murderers Anonymous for all he knows! SO WHAT IS UP with this guy? I feel so harassed, I wish I could block off contacts from my iPhone. Because I hate getting persistent texts that I can't reply, they make me feel so guilty!!! I mean yes, I could be a werewolf with a tiara that shoots spiders at my enemies from great distances, for all he knows. But for all I know, he could easily be a lost little boy sitting on the ledge of some 20th storey corridor with the sole purpose of ending his lonely miserable life of abuse and torture and this shining light comes to him in the form of my text (asking about my mom's freaking tea) and he thinks that maybe, just maybe, this godsent miracle will befriend him and lead him towards a life of happiness and bouncing around in fields of chocolate chips and caramel popcorn! Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I'm totally over it now. Thanks for letting me rant, OMG SIANZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6824177325948917867?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6824177325948917867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/big-bad-rant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6824177325948917867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6824177325948917867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/big-bad-rant.html' title='Oh Holy RANT'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8588508804939930434</id><published>2010-12-25T06:37:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T07:34:00.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas!</title><content type='html'>Perfect morning for kaya toast! I'm totally not feeling in the mood for Xmas this morning but that's the thing I love about Xmas. I'm so completely under no pressure to be feeling the Xmas spirit 100% because I don't even legitimately celebrate it and obviously I'm not a christian. But to all you criss-cross fans out there, MERRY MERRY XMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I'm sure the spirit of Xmas will come forth into my earthly vessel once I hit the sales next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really I NEED TO GO SHOPPING! Gap is having 50% off and I think I want new jeans. Actually something unimaginably awesome and fantastic has dropped into my life and I think I've fallen deeply in love with this whole thing (not a human being) and I can't speak about it here because it's not something conventional or conservative and it's a very guy thing (and highly related to my guy parts) so I guess you can just be incredibly happy for me (or specific regions of me) this jolly, jolly season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other updates. I had a mega petai festival a few days ago but I've no pretty pictures to show for it (operative word being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;) and this weekend looks like it's gonna be super cozy without anything to report back on so perhaps I'll finally get the JB and bird park posts done! Have an awesometastic weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LD1BWcf8vhE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LD1BWcf8vhE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8588508804939930434?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8588508804939930434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-xmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8588508804939930434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8588508804939930434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3355454384948840617</id><published>2010-12-24T05:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T06:13:15.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I hope you don't mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hope you don't mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;That I've put down in words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3355454384948840617?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3355454384948840617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-wonderful.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3355454384948840617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3355454384948840617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-wonderful.html' title='How Wonderful'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-380120957800515119</id><published>2010-12-24T03:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T06:05:09.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Love Has A Body Count</title><content type='html'>Ahhh Woody Allen at 3am, is there anything like it! This movie is from the 90s and yet it still feels so vibrant and alive that I almost feel like it's literally drawing in from the oxygen supply in the room and giving off carbon dioxide! Well, more alive than most movies we get these days, I'm just saying. I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna make a list of 80s movies that I've always heard of and that I've always thought of watching and instead of reeling them in my mind as a fantasy list of videotape covers any longer, I'm gonna get each movie and watch at least one a week until my head is swimming in the lexicons of boombox declarations of love and tap dancing on a weekday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WsiIPY_vzFU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WsiIPY_vzFU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I've already watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTmpKgocyYg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;the best one there ever was&lt;/a&gt;, but I'm pretty sure there are many more classics I can squeeze out of the 80s and the early 90s. Why? Simply because I need inspiration! I need the soaring winds of simplistic spontaneity to grab me out of my state of sonic sianzification! I'm stuck somewhere and I can't get out; you have no idea. My mission for next week - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFV7FnbhBRY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Say Anything!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-380120957800515119?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/380120957800515119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-love-has-body-count.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/380120957800515119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/380120957800515119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-love-has-body-count.html' title='Our Love Has A Body Count'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7368962956490951562</id><published>2010-12-22T19:14:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:01:18.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flying Ballerina</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen my original simians for so long, so last night was a long time coming. I have missed my bebehs so much! AND my cherry mocha frappe! Which has pretty much overtaken my peppermint mocha in the running to become my heart's next top model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 616px; height: 462px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9487.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my cherryfest, them girls decided they absolutely REQUIRED some nail colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 606px; height: 455px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9482.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright because I was too busy being distracted by all the colours on Yan's crazy cirque du soleil face. She just came back from make-up training, UMM YES I KNOW RIGHT. Being a singapore girl is apparently a lot like being in the army but instead of SAR21s, you attack and stun your enemies with your crazy make-up skills. And your cracked ribs come not from physical combat but from your own killer kebayas and a constant need to smile at people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 467px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9494.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till this day, I still find the concept of nail colour weird even though my own sister is a veritable rainbow factory of sparkly fingers. So moving on, we obviously dealt with some mono!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/star1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 523px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/star1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the mahjong and the random japanese games I've been trying out with my boys, delving back to my roots was oddly refreshing. Also, the coffee chocolate log at starrybucks was really good and creamy in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 614px; height: 460px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9525.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 458px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9530.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 622px; height: 467px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9510.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yes my sexy mat shoes were there too. I LOVE MY SIMIANS! And our quiet little dinners are dabombz :) Here's to a whole week of trying hard to study! Pls pls pls be productive, me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7368962956490951562?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7368962956490951562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/flying-ballerina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7368962956490951562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7368962956490951562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/flying-ballerina.html' title='The Flying Ballerina'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-4245051973631903945</id><published>2010-12-21T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T10:56:35.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Won't You Come</title><content type='html'>And in more festive and less melodramatic news! Introducing my brand new iPhone cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/iphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 583px; height: 437px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/iphone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was begging for a new outfit this Xmas and now she sparkles like the snow! Well actually she sparkles like the twinkly glass decorations on Xmas trees along Orchard Road, since real life action snow doesn't so much sparkle as it does flutter like feathers from an exploding white chicken. But I still love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel incapable of starting my day right now even when I've had my morning whack of coffee to the arteries (my blood is black gold) and there's the sweet light of seeing my simians later today shining bright above me. I'll give the coffee 10minutes to kickstart my system and then I'm bringing in the big guns and blasting some Mimi Carey into my head to lightly saute my brain cells into waking up. Haha I love this crazy bitch. And in case you need some help too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqlNQ5szlWc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqlNQ5szlWc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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/234595945299866054-4245051973631903945?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/4245051973631903945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-wont-you-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4245051973631903945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4245051973631903945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-wont-you-come.html' title='Santa Won&apos;t You Come'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5730763039960585551</id><published>2010-12-21T03:58:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:01:04.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>So the weekend was two days ago but foodpics are forever! We had some EwF at Somerset 313, cinnamon buns at Orchard Ion food hall, and a double shot of smokin hot Al-Ameen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 672px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/food.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you can tell, I'm totally not feeling the blogging this week (and maybe most of last week too) and I'm not sure what's really up with me but I haven't really been feeling like myself lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say I've changed but maybe I'm just slowly waking up to some people's bullshizz and re-examining my relationships with so-called friends and buddies. Honestly, it was much easier when I was younger (If we weren't getting it on, then we're friends. That's it. Good friends? Bad friends? Toxic friends? Never been an issue. The only line was the one between physical and emotional intimacy. And when I say emotional intimacy, I mean that in a very superficial sense. I've never truly learned to be emotionally intimate with anyone other than my mom. I've never had to be, and I don't know if I ever can be.) but now that I'm not throwing my wang at everything in sight, my life and spirit hangs heavily on my friends. My sense of worth and my sense of self hangs heavily on my friends. I rely on my friends to keep my spirit up, and to keep my mojo charging, instead of people with more lyrical declarations and more passionate inclinations and motivations. I think that's really the thing that's changed about me. I'm simply relying more on my relationships with people I know and love. And there are times when I can't figure out what I have to offer, to even deserve anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is great, but maybe too little too late? Have I inexplicably surrounded myself with so many superficial relationships that my heart is now grappling for something, anything that's based on something real and solid? I'm really not talking about any specific person here, haha these are just feelings and self-observations that I've taken into account as I look deeper into myself for answers and clues to navigate my way through the labyrinth that is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 26, and I hardly know who I am. I'm looking to the people around me for some semblance of what I stand for, what I love, what I feel. Because when I look inwards to myself, it's all white noise. I see nothing I like, and I almost don't wanna even look! Its frightening. Its like a scary tangle of wires that's hissing at you and threatens to bite you in the face if you even come close! And just when you get up the nerve to come close and reach forward, it extinguishes and becomes nothing but smoke. Like there was never really anything there to begin with. Like it's simply emptiness that's remained empty all this time because you've been so afraid to reach inside and fill it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a sweetsupertastic Tuesdoinks everyone! I've been really into this song this weekend, hope you enjoy it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVk4vENObiI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVk4vENObiI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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/234595945299866054-5730763039960585551?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5730763039960585551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/heartbeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5730763039960585551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5730763039960585551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/heartbeat.html' title='Heartbeat'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-894041684106799642</id><published>2010-12-20T13:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T05:25:54.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabethtown</title><content type='html'>We watched a little bit of Elizabethtown yesterday (and when I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a little bit of Elizabethtown&lt;/span&gt;, that actually means quite a fair bit of sitting on the couch and eating leftover tortilla chips from saturday night because that same time frame would have constituted probably 3/4 of any other movie - Elizabethtown is insanely LONG omg) and it's such a sweet little movie (and again when I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;...) with so much blahness and such sparkling little spots of awwness in between. And sweet Kirsten Dunst in her best days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're not like anyone I've ever met before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;That's because I'm one of a kind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't have to make a joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I like you even without the jokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I failed, I lost a billion dollar company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So you failed, I don't care about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You don't understand what a big failure this was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You failed, you failed, you failed. You failed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just keep saying it and the word loses all meaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I failed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have the courage to fail and stick around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Make them wonder why you're still smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Alv is back in Indonland after his short time with us here. We hope you enjoy your time back home with your family, Alvin! See you in a couple of months!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-894041684106799642?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/894041684106799642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/alvintown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/894041684106799642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/894041684106799642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/alvintown.html' title='Elizabethtown'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-9029248791378517177</id><published>2010-12-18T09:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T09:26:50.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickelodeon Channel</title><content type='html'>So a bunch of guys ambushed me this morning and demanded to have a few words in honor of their beloved queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/weebs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 694px; height: 519px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/weebs1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*O tanjō-bi omedetōgozaimasu RIRIBONZIKINS!!!* (WOAH long-winded kepe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they tend to get Christmas and birthdays mixed up but that's okay, they're kinda cartoon that way hehe even their queen tends to get numbers mixed up at times! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha HAVE A HAPPY BDAY TODAY WEEBS!!! &lt;3 Even when the world is spinning in reverse, you always make me feel like things make sense again :) Thank you for being in my allies party all these years!!! Our hindustan-jap alliance ftw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-9029248791378517177?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/9029248791378517177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/nickelodeon-channel.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/9029248791378517177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/9029248791378517177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/nickelodeon-channel.html' title='Nickelodeon Channel'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2649539862097311864</id><published>2010-12-16T09:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:24:29.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E(l)mo Says</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling so emo this morning! Well, since last night. Its rare that I feel emo and its even more rare that I sustain this state of emosity for quite so long that I feel like I gotta treasure it and squeeze it dry for all its emoistureness. Sometimes I just wanna run away, not so that I can be happy, not so that I can be miserable alone, but just so I can stop pretending to be happy and awesome. But its hard since I'm naturally so awesome. And yet. I do wish sometimes that I had the choice to just end it all. To just press delete and everything will just be nothing. Just pitch black. And peaceful. I'm not a romantic, but fantasizing about this at night makes me feel more alive than anything else in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awesome emo song for you this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RS-0-z1_zwc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RS-0-z1_zwc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2649539862097311864?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2649539862097311864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/elmo-says.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2649539862097311864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2649539862097311864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/elmo-says.html' title='E(l)mo Says'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-514770271183975614</id><published>2010-12-15T07:21:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:37:36.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>My Bamboo Birdie</title><content type='html'>Ahhh Wednesday mornings give me butterfly bellyaches! Especially when my fridge decides to give birth overnight to the most spectacular little specimen of Christmassy joyousness known to mouthkind! For someone who doesn't even celebrate the birth of Christ, I sure throw way too many seasonal soirees in my tummy in honor of this special time of the year when peppermint-everything comes into fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/santa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 458px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/santa2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/santa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 458px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/santa3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/santa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 457px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/santa4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that I did! Sweet sweet santabutt's never tasted so creamy! Thanks Dahtin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been dying to show you guys my latest and greatest acquisition from the gleaming world of online shopping. This one is pretty special and close to my heart,  seeing as how I've just only last week mastered the ridiculously noisy art of playing Mahjong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my mini mahjong set from &lt;a href="http://yawnandsleep.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fion&lt;/a&gt; last week but I've been pretty busy so I only got to open it this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 615px; height: 461px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weehee!!! *Size as compared to Strawberrybutt Santa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 622px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_9426.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Size as compared to Serena VDW's magnificent head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and perhaps more relevantly, my laptop keypad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 596px; height: 446px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 593px; height: 445px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 593px; height: 445px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even comes with scrabble-inspired benches for your tiles to sit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 586px; height: 440px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't have a box to put them in so I keep them in an old videotape cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 584px; height: 437px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fits perfectly!!! Haha Winona approves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a really teeny set with amazingly tiny tiles but even a hardcore international mahjong sensation such as myself could use a highly mobile set for portable use. So if you're looking for a cute Xmas gift for your mahjong-inclined buddies or just something for you to keep your skills sharp for battle, visit &lt;a href="http://yawnandsleep.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fion&lt;/a&gt; now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even threw in some eye masks for me haha! Perfect for the mandatory catnaps that punctuate my days with such fervent regularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 587px; height: 441px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/mah7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayte have a smashtastic middle of the week, everyone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-514770271183975614?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/514770271183975614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-bamboo-birdie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/514770271183975614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/514770271183975614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-bamboo-birdie.html' title='My Bamboo Birdie'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-19706936356831363</id><published>2010-12-14T08:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T09:15:44.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Cherie!</title><content type='html'>It's good to be back! Well almost, I'm not so sure if this is the best move right now but I think I was getting restless at wordpress and I needed some old-time loving from my dearly-demented blogspot so here I've come, my sweetheart! Embrace me, for I might run off again at any second, like the poofy cloud of poofness that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This restlessness has been stirring within me for quite some time actually. Remember this post a few weeks back on &lt;a href="http://kinokuniyaki.wordpress.com/2010/11/30/709/"&gt;Kinokuniyaki?&lt;/a&gt; That was actually all about me missing my blogspot and how somewhere deep within me, I always knew we'd be back together again like old times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right. So its Tuesdoinks and everything's shiny in my world. I WILL STUDY TODAY and I will not be distracted by food or fundomanicals! I will listen to sweet sweet music and sway my head (whipping of the hair might also come in somewhere) to bring forth the mystical overlords of HRM and MSM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZJLi0f0ZIA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZJLi0f0ZIA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-19706936356831363?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/19706936356831363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-cherie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/19706936356831363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/19706936356831363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-cherie.html' title='Oh Cherie!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5781581860798711386</id><published>2010-09-18T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:44:20.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kinokuniyaki.wordpress.com"&gt;http://kinokuniyaki.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*NOW ON TRIAL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-5781581860798711386?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5781581860798711386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/introducing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5781581860798711386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5781581860798711386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/introducing.html' title='Introducing!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-531604983283488195</id><published>2010-09-17T09:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:56:43.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivor 21.01</title><content type='html'>So I'm gonna sound like a major bitch this morning because that is the colour of my mood right now. Over nothing! Sometimes I'm just a big pile of bitchy goodness and there is no reason behind the freshness of my zingers and my slappermakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh Survivor 21.01 yesterday wasn't quite so bad btw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 627px; height: 630px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the try-hard Parvati wannabe, right from the start.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101brenda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 642px; height: 499px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101brenda.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay she's breath-taking, but seems too sensible to be any kind of interesting. I'm hoping she's secretly EEEEEVILLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesomely and unexpectedly bitchy black dude. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tyrone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101bitchy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 630px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101bitchy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overly-confident guy who can't even hide his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Omg-People-Don't-Like-Me?&lt;/span&gt; facial expressions during tribal council. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h58m05s83.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h58m05s83.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fool who falls for the hot girl. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h57m21s152.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h57m21s152.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty guy, who's also secretly the biggest bitchy-supremo of all the lands. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h54m50s186.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h54m50s186.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CRAZY WHACKJOB who digs her own grave. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h54m23s167.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h54m23s167.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potential evil mama. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Holly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h54m12s57.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h54m12s57.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The defective person. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h50m23s78.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h50m23s78.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underdog bimbo! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jud / Fabio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h55m14s166.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-09h55m14s166.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the poor girl whose name will be spelled wrongly for like twenty-thousand times this season! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-10h24m15s160.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-10h24m15s160.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-10h25m02s115.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-17-10h25m02s115.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, compared to Survivor 20.everything, Survivor 21.01 smelled like funky undies and tasted like oolong tea. But oh well, I have some faith that it will get better and raunchier and rowdier and crazier and some psychos will be unveiled before our very eyes and gaping mouths mwahahaha! You should see my face right now, I'm wearing a semi-crazed expression and my eyelids are tingling with anticipation for Survivor 21.02!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if nothing else, we have the awesome Jeff Probst and the family of dimples living on his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101jeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 669px; height: 598px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/survivor2101jeff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yeah he's pretty breath-taking too, our Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte TGIF EVERYONE! Have a superdoodletastic weekend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-531604983283488195?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/531604983283488195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/survivor-2101.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/531604983283488195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/531604983283488195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/survivor-2101.html' title='Survivor 21.01'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-624363375522627566</id><published>2010-09-15T07:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T08:26:15.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl 4.01</title><content type='html'>Don't play coy, you knew what I'd definitely blogging about this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*AND YES THERE WILL BE SPOILERS GALORE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the last time we saw her, Serena was growing a vineyard across her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h27m06s208.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h27m06s208.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only rational solution for this inexplicable predicament (together with a whole chest-load of other issues, pardon the pun) was for both girls to fly to Paris and FIND LOVE. Because apparently, its all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h46m53s42.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h46m53s42.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h47m02s126.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h47m02s126.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love! Oh Serena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet they were also thinking, "You know what, lets blame the French people for all our misery and sexual frustration, and seek wild raging revenge by assaulting their eyes with as many crazy outfits as we can possibly find!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h31m13s121.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h31m13s121.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mwahaha!!!" But somewhere along the way, Blair clearly had enough of Serena and her psychotic need to make people froth in the mouth and lay wriggling on the cobblestones with her choice of wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h33m20s45.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h33m20s45.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena, as usual, can't stay out of trouble! Just when she manages to cure her little pesky affliction with the neck-vineyard, she somehow falls right through a basketball hoop (a really fancy basketball hoop) and then just decides its fashionable enough to walk all over Paris in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h37m32s67.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h37m32s67.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h35m37s204.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h35m37s204.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h43m09s121.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h43m09s121.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h43m27s28.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h43m27s28.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she wonders why these crazy French people kept throwing basketballs at her face all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/ser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/ser.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back in Manhattan, everything seems pretty much the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring people being boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h45m01s202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h45m01s202.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And crazy people being deliciously crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h45m23s180.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/vlcsnap-2010-09-15-07h45m23s180.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, okay while the episode was mildly entertaining, the trailer was way better. And yet I'm anxiously awaiting the next one, what's up with the whole chuck biznizz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisou Bisou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-624363375522627566?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/624363375522627566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/gossip-girl-401.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/624363375522627566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/624363375522627566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/gossip-girl-401.html' title='Gossip Girl 4.01'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8137289533857833366</id><published>2010-09-14T08:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T09:49:03.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shazzam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its Tuesday morning and the noise of the traffic outside my window woke me up even before the sun did! Its time to get over the whole raya shazzam so I'm putting away my raya bling this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 608px; height: 456px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By which, I mean my huge rockylicious pakdatuk-ring. Your work is done, my friend; till next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to gear up for my new sem schedule! I'm too cheap (and maybe too particular haha) to buy a dayplanner so I just print my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 605px; height: 453px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gmail calender is awesome, but I'm just the kind of old fogey who likes to hold things in my hand and write out my plans in coloured pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my babysis is at home this morning! I love it when she has no school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 546px; height: 411px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO that's not my babysis haha. She wakes up even earlier than me just to play with her Dora The Explorer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laptop&lt;/span&gt;! How cute is that little dora in the plastic dome; it waves its hands everytime you press the correct letter on the keyboard haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting pretty awesomely. I posted a request on an online forum for anyone who'd be willing to sell me textbooks from last year, and 2 kind souls replied me and wanted to GIVE me their texts! So I'm getting both, for myself and for Jess since we're both taking the mod this sem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay have a grandtastic morning everyone. I have my Class95 to keep me productive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/class95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 720px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/class95.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/234595945299866054-8137289533857833366?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8137289533857833366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/shazzam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8137289533857833366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8137289533857833366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/shazzam.html' title='Shazzam'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6025675750850905391</id><published>2010-09-13T10:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T12:01:43.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow Lapis Raya!</title><content type='html'>I wasn't planning on doing any jalan raya with friends this year since so many are MIA and out of the country and school is starting really soon, but you know what they say about the best laid plans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Daz's place on time! He's in Germany right now but his mom invited us over since we've been going to each other's houses for so many years now since way back when our pimples were as big as raya cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 694px; height: 409px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog1-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of cookies came along to play in our mouths and of course, the legendary kek lapis sarawak. Everyone's been going crazy about kek lapis sarawak this year, me included. I'm totally getting some for our house next year lah, how pretty is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 695px; height: 570px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog2-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daz's mom prepares 3-course meals for us every year haha! And yet we're still caught off-guard each time we finish eating and she tells us there's more coming. She should come up with a menu next year so we can be prepared for the awesomeness that's coming! Laminated please, Jinshun's mouth might just explode while reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had roti kirai and mutton curry! My favourite! With egg salad and crunchy peanut sauce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 690px; height: 647px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog4-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog3-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 686px; height: 484px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog3-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 681px; height: 508px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6984.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the great food and cheeky chats, Daz's parents! (Daz, your mom asked shah when she wants to get married! That's kinda like the future-in-law equivalent of a blank cheque?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed to Faye's place, with some random pictures in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 648px; height: 648px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog5-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a whole forum of world issue discussions with the cabbie, including debates on acid attacks and hostel killings! How randomly festive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 490px; height: 653px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6987.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always look forward to the brownies at Faye's house! And this year, the brownies lived with other friends in a multi-storey duplex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 632px; height: 648px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/blog6-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW AWESOME DOES THAT LOOK, EVERYONE! My favourite was the kek lapis with the black jelly in between the lapisans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 697px; height: 522px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest were strangely captivated with the seedless grapes? Which is practically invisible to me when there's lapis in the room. Also, the tea was the BEST EVARRR, I must find out the exact brand and whatever from Faye! It's some kind of longan and red date tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 664px; height: 497px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_7008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to life, back to reality! Thanks my peeps for our little rainbow lapis raya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6025675750850905391?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6025675750850905391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainbow-lapis-raya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6025675750850905391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6025675750850905391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainbow-lapis-raya.html' title='Rainbow Lapis Raya!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7132865537641945605</id><published>2010-09-12T09:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T10:01:36.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like The Sun!</title><content type='html'>So we're being dragged by sharbie to see her sasooma today! Which means I get to rock my new buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 644px; height: 483px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6919.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For low-maintenance visiting I usually wear my baju kurung so I can be comfy! And so I won't have to suck in my tummy when taking pictures haha. And its golden like the sun! Which is infinitely fabulous and very me. Faye's wearing red today and okay, I admit, I did look for a red baju in my wardrobe so I can surprise him (or rather ambush him; my friends somehow always reject the idea of wearing the same colour? haha) and take matchy pics! But its okay, more shiny colours usually make pictures way more awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7132865537641945605?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7132865537641945605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/like-sun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7132865537641945605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7132865537641945605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/like-sun.html' title='Like The Sun!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3181927929026556726</id><published>2010-09-11T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:01:30.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Bill Raya!</title><content type='html'>Raya 2010 was pretty much perfect! Thanks to everyone who made it so special :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/rayarafsmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 648px; height: 648px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/rayarafsmall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone reading had a joyful one too this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3181927929026556726?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3181927929026556726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/double-bill-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3181927929026556726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3181927929026556726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/double-bill-raya.html' title='Double Bill Raya!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-4461121218066080430</id><published>2010-09-10T07:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T07:25:40.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody!</title><content type='html'>Its a day of celebration! Which calls for the best raya song ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GF1b1pf9DRY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GF1b1pf9DRY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes! Coffee in the morning! Coffee in the morning while the sun is up and my body is not physically rejecting the idea of being awake! I wasn't feeling the whole raya mood last night at ALL but this morning its finally here in the air! Its uncanny, oh raya I just can't quit you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like there's still a lot I need to learn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Selamat Hari Raya Dora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Amy: Selamat Hari Raya Diego! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Haha so how are you spending raya morning in Germanyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Amy: Gonna mandi raya and go raya prayers hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Mandi raya? Haha mandi kat jalan raya kepe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I seriously thought she was kidding!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Amy: Huh no, actual mandi raya, it's sunnah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Are you kidding me, I never knew about no such thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Amy: Yeah, its like mandi hadas but specially custom made for raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Oh I know mandi hadas, I've done that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Amy: EWW Diego!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yes I've been good but I've still got a long way to go till I'm really down with all this holy shizznit. So I've just had my mandi raya btw, (although mine might consist of a lot more shaving and trimming and pimple-plucking than most others') and I'm feeling super refreshed with minty raya juice all over my body and evaporating off my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-4461121218066080430?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/4461121218066080430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/everybody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4461121218066080430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4461121218066080430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/everybody.html' title='Everybody!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7532333707468047481</id><published>2010-09-09T14:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T15:01:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to everyone!&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for the wishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7532333707468047481?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7532333707468047481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-to-everyone-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7532333707468047481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7532333707468047481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-to-everyone-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6551695421477025886</id><published>2010-09-08T05:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T05:14:52.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwloose!</title><content type='html'>Oh wow is it Wednesday already? Insanity! I've finally sorted out my issues somewhat and I've decided that being on the ball all the freaking time is really quite tiring and unsafe for my mental health. I'd much rather just stand still and wait for the damn ball to hit me in the face for as many times as it's little ball-heart desires. Because life is life! And life is beautiful! And quite frankly, balls will be balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 2 more days to Raya! What manner of madness is this! Somebody please explain to me how time flies by so fast! Soon life will be back to normal again with my coffee injections every few hours and my eyeballs flying into raging bitchfits from contracting and expanding so often. And little splashing sounds in my head from my microwaved brain cells exploding in random symphonic pleasure-orchestras! Aiyee lets talk again later when I'm not quite feeling so high aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your midweek mojo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cpy9dPz1x4w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cpy9dPz1x4w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6551695421477025886?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6551695421477025886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/screwloose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6551695421477025886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6551695421477025886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/screwloose.html' title='Screwloose!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2190736302316638358</id><published>2010-09-05T18:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:44:10.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comexxx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Content is unsuitable for 16years &amp;amp; below*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Comex 2010 on Saturday! Every year the crowd gets crazier and crazier! Nobody ever learns to JUST NOT GO (including us) and as always the bargains were pretty blah at best. I don't think I molested enough people this year (perhaps the fasting month has mellowed me greatly) but there's always next year to try harder! Haha I know right, I whine so extensively about these things that I go to completely on my own free will. I went with Jonjon and Daryl and as usual they're the slowest walkers ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard these two bitchy guys talking somewhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Extra guy: The keypad is too small, I keep pressing the wrong letters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Awesome guy: Your fingers so big meh, I can press leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Extra: Yah what's wrong with this thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Awesome: Use your other finger lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Extra: My other finger also quite big mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Awesome: Then use your dick lah sure can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW RIGHT! I guess comex brings out the conex in everyone! (Hehe can you guess who these two boybitches were?) Jon got his laptop, which was a strange hybrid between a netbook and a laptop. And I got a really cool blue external hard disk but it wasn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched HAUNTED CHANGI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying true to it's documentary feel, there were no credits rolling at the end of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dar: Hmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: MmmmmHmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dar: How come got no credits rolling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Maybe nobody wants to take credit for this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, the movie was beautifully shot and the comedy bits at the beginning were pretty funny. But obviously it's not a good sign when the best thing about a horror movie is the funny dialogue at the start. There was so much potential here and the setting was PERFECTLY EERIE but the scares were just too far and few between. And they weren't even that scary! Oh what a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayte have a great new week ahead everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2190736302316638358?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2190736302316638358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/comexxx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2190736302316638358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2190736302316638358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/comexxx.html' title='Comexxx'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6923193692096358247</id><published>2010-09-04T05:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T05:55:08.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Roses &amp; Clover</title><content type='html'>I'm so damn sick of my life right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I WILL MAKE NO PLANS FOR NEXT WEEK* AND I WILL BE PRODUCTIVE! Somehow my life becomes busier when there's really nothing to substantiate or justify it at all haha. I've got no job, school hasn't started, I'm basically a nun. And yet I haven't had a night off with myself *ehem* for ages. Anyway, we've got the great battle of ECR coming next week so I'm gonna have to be home 24/7 to hunt for my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay more soon! I guess? I'm in a no-mood kind of mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW-GsU4IMPk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW-GsU4IMPk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6923193692096358247?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6923193692096358247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-darling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6923193692096358247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6923193692096358247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-darling.html' title='Like Roses &amp; Clover'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6697081808519943771</id><published>2010-08-31T05:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:23:32.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Back To Sleep Now</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what this means (although I'm pretty sure I can't possibly be held accountable for my dreams) but I dreamt that I was doing shots of vodka and it was pretty amazing. I know right, how highly inappropriate is this! Its the holy month! I've been so good so far, but then apparently my subconscious is getting wasted behind my back. Its like how Dora/Diego The Explorer tries to be all factual in teaching us about the various species of animals in the mexican rainforest, but then one of the main cast members is a freakin' blue monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just checked my account (yes at 5am in the morning) and my pay is in! And its SO BEAUTIFUL to look at, I don't think I've ever had this amount in my account before. Although, this semi-hurts because I'm giving it all to my mom (for school fees blah blah, so technically I'm not giving it to HER, I'm just being a much less useless-leech-of-a-son version of myself than is typical of me) and throughout this whole time, I've been like, oh whatever its just SOME money and its not like I have anything to do with it. BUT NOW I DON'T FEEL like giving it up at all. Just right now even, I can think of so many things I can possibly get with this shizznit haha. Which is why I need to transfer it away away away asap before I do any damage, god forbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, this is kinda cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wulQz1OHQcw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wulQz1OHQcw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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/234595945299866054-6697081808519943771?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6697081808519943771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-back-to-sleep-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6697081808519943771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6697081808519943771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-back-to-sleep-now.html' title='Going Back To Sleep Now'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8807400426463522580</id><published>2010-08-28T05:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T06:47:09.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear DIARY</title><content type='html'>Eeeeks they're back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2eeyhdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 671px; height: 893px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2eeyhdy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time, my little ponies.. Daddy's been so restless! Although this new promo poster brings some worrying topics of discussion. Katherine/Elena here (Oh YES people, that one girl plays two whole characters who live in different wavelengths of an entire spectrum of pure psycho) looks like she's missing a huge chunk of her arm. And she's wearing extremely weird socks that seem to defy the very definition and purpose of socks worldwide. OH THE CONTROVERSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you know how its very magical that when women in movies lie flat in bed, their boobs are still right there, perky like scoops of ice cream instead of spreading out like normal boobs in real life? It seems that Katherine/Elena's earrings have mastered that wily trick! So, anti-gravity accessories AND partial invisibility (presumably spreading through her body starting from her left elbow, how inconvenient! Also how intruiging! This potentially means that there will come a time when her left boob will be completely invisible and her right boob might just die of utter confusion, or simply become very depressed and overladen with abandonment issues, oh the HUMANITY!) seem to be what plagues Katherine/Elena this season. I MUST know more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, here's the trailer to season 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzj0g1IlwhM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzj0g1IlwhM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"911 what's your emergency?"&lt;/span&gt; girl has SUCH a perky voice like she's behind a krispy kreme counter or something! She sounds like exactly the kind of reliable person you'd want to depend on while your hands are swimming in someone else's blood. Haha ohhh the little things. And also seriously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Year of The KAT?&lt;/span&gt; LOLness abound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, this season's promo soundtrack came from none other than little J:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wBosw8wH66A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wBosw8wH66A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN MORE STRANGELY, she actually sounds freakishly awesome. Make that a lot of freaky and some sprinkling of awesome, which thankfully negates the creepy see-through fiesta at hand. I'm amused by how the camera tries SO HARD to not focus on her skirt because if you've seen photos of her walking into that studio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesometastic weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8807400426463522580?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8807400426463522580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8807400426463522580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8807400426463522580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-diary.html' title='Dear DIARY'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-4621689913399369</id><published>2010-08-26T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:11:57.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good is GOOD!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh one of my favourite songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/37__tQesKm8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/37__tQesKm8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally realized that the only way to get over someone, is to do well for yourself :) AFTER MANY MANY YEARS but yeah its still good to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-4621689913399369?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/4621689913399369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4621689913399369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4621689913399369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-is-good.html' title='Good is GOOD!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6690161133132227551</id><published>2010-08-26T05:17:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:25:54.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say Yes?</title><content type='html'>My morning is just bursting with fruit flavour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not really. I'm actually in quite a pissy mood and I have no idea why, and that totally makes perfect sense since pissy moods usually present themselves in this way, in a sudden appearance of utter surprise-inducement revealing no clue to their distant magical origins. What the hell am I going on about. And everything I'd usually do to cheer myself up is apparently against the rules and regulations of life on the fasting lane, which is slowly but surely driving me to insanity and beyond. And speaks volumes about how I handle this fragile state of affairs called my life. OH WELL enjoy your thursday! I will try to survive mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just one piece of wisdom to impart this morning. Think about what you want, who you want, which flavour ice cream you TRULY WISH TO HAVE when you're dropping your time, your heart, your dessert money. If you can't get what you want right now, hold off on it. Don't be settling, or choosing to taste something else for the time being. Because we all ultimately get what we really want, and so if you wanted mint chocolate the first time and it was out of stock, chances are you'll be coming round again and pointing your damn finger at the mint chocolate through the glass display and the poor caramel coffee that satisfied your urges with such sweet dedication to your tastebuds only yesterday will only get hurt. Don't be causing pain to ice cream, its ungodly and very cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this revelation came to me while watching old episodes last night. I think I live my whole life purely via deep analysis of tv shows. Although the whole episode brought the message across in quite a different direction with totally no mention of frozen dessert. I've been that caramel coffee, and I've been that damn finger. I'm suddenly wondering how it feels to be the mint chocolate. Hmm. Did it ever get to have a say in any of this? Seems like the damn finger gets all of the power and none of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the world is simply divided into 2 types of people; on either sides of the glass display. Maybe, just maybe, every finger just wants the mint chocolate. Perhaps some begin to prefer caramel coffee only once they've tasted it, while their ideal choice was off the menu. Perhaps they were just thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What if mint chocolate never comes by again?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6690161133132227551?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6690161133132227551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-say-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6690161133132227551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6690161133132227551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-say-yes.html' title='Just Say Yes?'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6480393856986123547</id><published>2010-08-25T04:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T07:10:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little MORE</title><content type='html'>I finally have time to blog again! About everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I woke up thinking I'll have a sandwich sans coffee and then I'll go straight back to bed and wake up at normal humane hours but then I saw my coffee and I smelled her sweet scent and I swear it was like old romantic comedies and hardcore porn melted down into a silver bullet shooting straight for my heart. And so here I am, awake again, naturally! Until like 8.30am when I'll crawl back into bed and then wake up 2 hours later like the world's most hungover writer with no deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going swimmingly though, I actually had a productive day yesterday and I've got chores planned for today. Which may or may not stretch out all the way till Sunday because I've really got nothing on until then. No deadlines, no objectives, no consequences for sleeping in bed all day with my comics. Other than getting myself into shape to fit back into my old raya threads, I have no other goals! Actually I can start shopping around for next year's modules and see what's what. OR PERHAPS NOT. (Hmm shopping... Interesting choice of words, o mighty great mind... I like where you're heading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yesterday was pretty fun! I broke fast with my bebehs and we had our favourite crunchy food in all of Singaporeland, Long John Silvers! The menu seems to have gotten a lot smaller and the plates are way less pretty (They used to have those black plastic ones but they've changed to using white paper plates in an effort to make gentle love with the environment blah blah everyone's getting such a hard-on for the environment these days) which honestly I don't appreciate. You can do your part against global warming and still have pretty plates, come on. But oh wells they're still banging my balls in the crunchy foods department!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND agent scully was tres magnifique last night! Its been so long since we've had such special moments together (my camera and I) and we got some really awesome group pics last night of our little entourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 616px; height: 461px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 603px; height: 804px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me really likey!!! Haha maybe its not time to resign yet, agent scully, you're finally getting your shizz together. Although, in all fairness, the crystal clear photos were taken with my camera resting on a flat surface instead of my usual shaky hands. So anyway, we got Sri hooked on monopoly deal! AS USUAL. Everyone seems to fall head over heels for this little game no matter how hard they try to resist at first. For the record, I surrendered myself completely at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/6-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 607px; height: 809px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/6-15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/5-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 609px; height: 609px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/5-16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/7-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 601px; height: 451px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/7-12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh monodeal! Plus I heart my bebehs! I also kinda gave in to my white chocolate venti, simply because I'm gonna be so free in the coming days and so obviously I will be devoting much more time to some overdue exercise anyway (mmmhmm..) so this giant tub of whipped cream is simply a tribute to the gods and a prelude to my self-whipping routine and also to recharge for battle with my boos! Ayte have a wonkytonky wednesday everyone :) If it is, in fact, wednesday today.. I'm not very sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesomely freshly baked current earwax:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iX1kje16HW8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iX1kje16HW8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6480393856986123547?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6480393856986123547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6480393856986123547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6480393856986123547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-more.html' title='A Little MORE'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-841512890713502302</id><published>2010-08-24T05:08:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:09:02.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rolls and flows of angel hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And ice cream castles in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And feather canyons everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've looked at clouds that way.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of those mornings when my coffee gets lukewarm before I drink it and then after I down the entire cup of lukewarm coffee, I'm wondering if that even counts or if I should make another cup. Or I should say, another mug. Because my coffee cups/mugs are so large they might as well have nipples on them. (Hehe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; reference) I had this incredible compulsion to listen to Joni Mitchell this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFPIWLR17zo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFPIWLR17zo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm free! From work! From the morning bus! From standing face to face with strangers and falling asleep standing and banging my head on the bus poles! I'll definitely miss Jan and Ken &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the team&lt;/span&gt; but really I think I'll survive! From my very limited experience with working, I can somehow surmise that work will ultimately define one's life (or perhaps that's simply the way I operate when I work anywhere) and I'm realizing the importance of entering a field that truly inspires me and makes me value myself and enjoy my environment and allows for my own contributions to that particular area. I still think its all about luck in getting a great job that fits you, so I hope I get really lucky. WHEN THAT DAY COMES. By my calculations and popular belief, the world is slated to end first before I even graduate. Before I ever get to see my Paris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I mention Paris, people tend to look at me like I'm crazy. They'd either say, "Well maybe you could take traveling one step at a time, perhaps try Bangkok next, and then Indonesia, and go further and further every time," or they'd say, "Just save up enough and do it! There's no time to waste!" Its hard to explain my feelings about the whole thing, but Paris isn't about traveling for me. I hate traveling! And Paris isn't about getting to France; its not about an air ticket. Its about meaning something, earning something, knowing I've deserved it. Its really not about being financially ready either, its about finally getting to a stage of emotional maturity that's still eluding me for now. Its about knowing that I've grown up enough; that I'm proud enough of myself to be able to introduce myself to my beloved Eiffel Tower haha! I can't be the guy I am today and see Paris. It wouldn't mean anything for me. Its not about one picture, its about everything else up to that moment and the person I'd become. Its about being able to sit alone at a cafe and feel complete. Its about going to see the Eiffel without a camera. Sometimes, I feel like its about having someone to come back home to. Haha okay scratch that last one. Its about accepting myself completely on my own, and never looking back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its even just about preserving the dream, and keeping the hope alive. Perhaps its simply about having something to look forward to. There are so many things I don't believe in anymore. But I still believe in my Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But now old friends are acting strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They shake their heads, they say I've changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well something's lost but something's gained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In living every day.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-841512890713502302?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/841512890713502302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/illusions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/841512890713502302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/841512890713502302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/illusions.html' title='Illusions'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7218494504140988693</id><published>2010-08-22T16:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:45:33.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazons Steamboat!</title><content type='html'>My little agent scully (yeah that's my camera aka the love of my life) had her very first outing back into the world yesterday since the whole ISO fiasco that rocked our relationship and almost spelled an end to our longtime romance. Yesterday was the day of Jess's unofficial housewarming party! Jess managed to snag a really sweet pad with the new hubster and we're all in awe of her walk-in wardrobe, penduluminous lighting and sparkly wallpaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 1023px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 632px; height: 632px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ikr its mighty sweet! Of course we didn't come empty handed. Since Jes didn't have an actual maid yet, we brought along the next best thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 802px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And since she doesn't have any kids yet, we let loose a wild animal into her new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/9-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 441px; height: 588px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/9-10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual people were late (twin, voo &amp;amp; mimi) so we first feasted on monopoly deal (!!!) and snacked on FOUR DIFFERENT BAGS of chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 568px; height: 632px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linah was just learning how to play and she was lucky as she was being treated to a wealth of diverse examples to observe and learn from yesterday. There was the bad example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/17-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 611px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/17-7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slow-learner example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/14-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 612px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/14-9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the AWESOME example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/15-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 531px; height: 398px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/15-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's Rubes-cube's hand) And Rubes won haha obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ran into Melinda totally by accident! (Mio tv is kinda awesome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/5-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 393px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/5-15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally everyone except mimi arrived and we had our steamboat dinner! The girls made sure everything was halal for me (thanks amazons) which was super sweet, seeing as they care more about these things than I actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 636px; height: 636px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 639px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 637px; height: 637px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jes7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fell in love yet again with the Canon S90!!! Vivien's been using it for half a year and its AMAZING. I need it in my life right now! (But I shall resist..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 585px; height: 439px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6553.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scully's been behaving well lately so I'll hold on this for now. Thanks for the smashtastic steamboat dinner, Jess :) Happy making babies in your new home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7218494504140988693?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7218494504140988693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/amazons-steamboat.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7218494504140988693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7218494504140988693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/amazons-steamboat.html' title='Amazons Steamboat!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7577274798196538626</id><published>2010-08-22T04:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T05:42:05.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohwo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I can't handle this right now, I have a birthday looming!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my annual version of doomsday approaches, I'm getting more and more aware of the fact that 30 is almost here and that I should be way past some of the things that I'm still wearing, a few habits that I'm still caught up in, and many things I'm still obsessed with. The fact that I already look way past 30 thanks to my receding hairline and my untoned body really doesn't help. But somehow, I don't seem to be feeling any older inside, which complicates matters greatly. Many days, I feel like I could be 19 again just by thinking it. And as such, I feel like I have to keep reminding myself to act my age, to stop saying inappropriate things, to panic when I think of impending responsibilities that other men are already carrying, to worry about deadlines that are way overdue, to feel some sort of absence in my life that needs to be filled. Which I totally don't. And to stop using the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; because I'm no longer in that demographic! I should have transformed into an adult 2 years ago, why is it still not happening!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thinking, I realized that my odd predicament could be derived from the fact that I've never truly been committed to anything real my whole life. Not to any person, not to any job, not to any cause, not to any passion. So I've decided to commit to something in my life, I have no idea what but I'll keep a look-out for anything that comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway! I've been really hooked on this song, although I have no clue what she's going on about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rzJafv2GSto?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rzJafv2GSto?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really some kind of awesome! And I don't need to address the hotness at hand. I think it speaks for itself. Daryl is infatuated haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a long day, I've got lots of loose ends to tie up before my final day at work! AND I'M ALREADY BORED!!! Time to focus on school again! I've been really tempted to get a part-time job while I study this semester but I've decided its not worth the energy if I'm simply working to finance my dinners out with friends and shopping with what little money I'd get. I'll suffer my budget for one more year. I'm gonna ride this semester harder than anything I've straddled before in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7577274798196538626?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7577274798196538626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/ohwo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7577274798196538626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7577274798196538626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/ohwo.html' title='Ohwo!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-4246359261069984341</id><published>2010-08-21T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T10:15:22.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm</title><content type='html'>Omg I really miss daytime coffee. NOW I remember why I get so excited and happy and relieved when Hari Raya finally comes every year, I'll be able to have my daytime coffee again! OH WHAT JOY! Because honestly at the start of every fasting month, I'd be like, Mmm raya? Okay yeah whatever like I truly care. BUT NOW I CARE. It's the sacred festival of coffee coming back into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My babysis is having prata in the kitchen and I can hear it here in my room, she's like the noisiest eater ever. She chews her food like she's conquering russia. We had a small adventure yesterday in the exotic rolling hills of tampinesmartland, and I found the best thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 627px; height: 469px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6432.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its true! And its really full of little kit kat bites!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babysis wants everything in sight! Seriously, I think the only reason she holds my hand so tight is so she can direct my traffic flow to anything she wants! So anyway, have a great great weekend everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-4246359261069984341?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/4246359261069984341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/mmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4246359261069984341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4246359261069984341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/mmmm.html' title='Mmmm'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8811080196323311480</id><published>2010-08-20T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:41:01.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Libra</title><content type='html'>After a VERY interesting chat with Daryl (which was interrupted by lotional requirements) about horoscope signs and how unreliable and thoroughly nonsensical they usually are, I looked up my own sign and found these few gems of wtf-land:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Libra is the only zodiac symbol that's neither animal nor human -- but surely that doesn't make you any less human. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Generally, a Libran is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not very noticeable&lt;/span&gt;, but has a pleasing appearance. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY THANKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Once a Libra wins someone's heart, he/she is not too sure what to do with it and this is when         the problems start. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHUT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Libra man needs someone who can affirm that they are a treasure to behold. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ARE YOU KIDDING ME with this needy bullshizz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You like to check your appearance in mirrors or as you pass a store window. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It is a Libran habit to spend time deciding what to wear each morning and to change clothes during the day if the occasion demands it.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OR MAYBE, JUST A HUMAN HABIT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Typical Libras have a tendency to become SICK if they are obliged to live or work alone for long periods. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You can be jealous of a friend who is better looking than you are. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UHHH???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your friends should never forget that the worst thing for you is to be left alone for too long. You will become irritable and sulky and lose your self-esteem. Stay close to your friends. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Likes candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say! And the best ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/libra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 305px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/libra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WTF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha seriously, you can find this final bit of wisdom here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberspacei.com/englishwiz/library/names/zodiac/libra.htm"&gt;http://www.cyberspacei.com/englishwiz/library/names/zodiac/libra.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8811080196323311480?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8811080196323311480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/libra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8811080196323311480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8811080196323311480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/libra.html' title='Libra'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-4842582962175606809</id><published>2010-08-20T07:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:05:17.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH BTW!</title><content type='html'>PS. Faye: I'll be coming online much later than usual today, I've got meetings up to my eyeballs which will be closed throughout all of them haha. (Because I'll be in bed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-4842582962175606809?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/4842582962175606809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-btw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4842582962175606809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4842582962175606809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-btw.html' title='OH BTW!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6879757103715178412</id><published>2010-08-20T05:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:09:09.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMD</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhh what a week its been! If my life were a tiny little book meant for adults only and strictly banned from any place of worship, it would have one page dedicated to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other days&lt;/span&gt; and everything else completely filled with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FRIDAYS&lt;/span&gt;. TGIF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GLAD I made the choice to have my coffee and stay up after sahur, because it's kicking me so fabulously in my nuts right now. There is no better feeling, my friends, than coffee rebooting your system. I had dinner with my boys last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 675px; height: 506px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6427.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishopulous! And of course we monodealed. Okay this post has been officially interrupted by something and I gtg brb ttyl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caught me off-guard haha I guess they're back. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gossip Girl Season 4 Official CW's Trailer [Exclusive]!!!&lt;/span&gt; My thoughts? Firstly, if you'd just look up the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exclusive&lt;/span&gt; in the dictionary, I'm pretty sure it doesn't include anything that you can find on youtube. Otherwise, the trailer looks good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OYKQLR6MNw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OYKQLR6MNw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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/234595945299866054-6879757103715178412?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6879757103715178412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/omd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6879757103715178412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6879757103715178412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/omd.html' title='OMD'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2389548902248862678</id><published>2010-08-19T05:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T05:34:55.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Don't Blow Me AWAY</title><content type='html'>Alv was talking about his sandcastle premiere yesterday and all I could think about was this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIUWzGxxFEY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIUWzGxxFEY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it not in my ipod? Haha, it's going in now now now. I totally need to stock up on my songs! Let's do that on Tuesday! Yes that's right, I officially end my stint at sls on Monday! Boys night out tonight! Amazons this weekend! A lot of things next week that I can't fully remember! Simians night! And Simians Expansion Pack night! Haha alrighty then. Its amazing how an awesome song from years ago can totally perk me up and make me LOVE MY LIFE. Well at least until I look in the mirror to do my hair. I tend to look AWFUL during the fasting month, I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bitch about my week tomorrow :) TGIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2389548902248862678?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2389548902248862678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-dont-blow-me-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2389548902248862678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2389548902248862678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-dont-blow-me-away.html' title='Baby Don&apos;t Blow Me AWAY'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6589396094122234300</id><published>2010-08-17T05:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T06:22:59.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Up The Ante</title><content type='html'>So life on the fasting lane has been pretty challenging this year. I've been having sore throat since yesterday and it's way annoying since I can't smother it with strepsils and I'm just left to suffer in my state of silent soreness! The only thing motivating me to wake up this morning was my new episode of The City and we all know, nothing gets me higher than a gentle dose of bitchy. The new season of Survivor looks awfully promising, and I'm saying this based purely on how the contestants look because sometimes you can just spot a raging bitch from a mile away simply by his or her scent, let alone the psychotika burning in their eyes. I really hope there's a new Jerri or Parvati or Russell in there somewhere, I will go mad without some other distracting madness in my life to balance everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because yes, there are mad things going around me and I am in serious danger of stepping into some high drama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6589396094122234300?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6589396094122234300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-up-ante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6589396094122234300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6589396094122234300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-up-ante.html' title='Let&apos;s Up The Ante'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-314910736503993210</id><published>2010-08-16T05:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T05:22:40.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH GOOD LORDIES</title><content type='html'>I WAS IN NO MOOD TO WAKE UP THIS MORNING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even in the mood to watch kathy griffin this morning, honestly. I have coffee swirling inside me making splashy noises and having fun with last night's dinner and still I am in no mood to even switch on some katy perry and just dissolve into the katy perryness. Okay maybe I'm slightly in the mood for that. LETS JUST TRY DAMMIT okay have a good new week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-314910736503993210?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/314910736503993210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-good-lordies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/314910736503993210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/314910736503993210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-good-lordies.html' title='OH GOOD LORDIES'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2588814754278523397</id><published>2010-08-15T04:59:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T16:25:16.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinematic &amp; Dramatic</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I see pretty young boys with startling bright smiles, such easy smiles. And I remember myself long, long ago and I just wonder if I was ever so careless with my moments, if I was ever that happy and carefree and so generous with my mirth. And I remember that I was; and then I remember how dispensable those smiles were, how cheaply they came and how massively I marketed them. Oh youth! But I see so many young boys with some spark behind their eyes, some semblance of smarts and worth behind all that shine, some extension to their place in the future. I never had that. I was just a polariod picture; my smile never meant anything, never got me anywhere. I hope I'm smarter now! I'm not sure why, I feel like its easy to watch younger people but it strikes such a nerve when I suddenly see something so much like yourself way back then, in them. Its almost painful haha. And I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY! I had mucho mucho fun with my boybitches incorporated yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha most of my life right now has come to revolve around this little thunderstealer called MONOPOLY DEAL but we somehow managed to squeeze some time in for shopping and a really nice dinner. Like I said, I'm trying my best to have an all-halal month so we had Swensens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommended the Lasagna to Daryl because I remember how much my chemgeeks RAVED ABOUT IT and how I also tried it with chemgeeks once at Ion and it was mindblowing to say the least. But apparently the mindblowingness has been reduced to a smaller scale, more accurately deemed as mindfartingness. And I'm talking about tiny little farts because its now TINY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6392.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha unacceptable! It was delicious but oh so teensy! DESPITE THE PRICE. Although, my meatball spaghetti and Jon's whatever baked thingy were quite spectacular in both yumness and portion. So I'm just saying, I wouldn't recommend ever getting the lasagna if you're a full-grown adult and if you're a kid, you'd wanna get something cheaper because well I'm assuming you have a kiddy budget. And I guess that's basically saying that nobody should ever get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of blogging about this dinner on simblogs because it would be like throwing the proverbial boner to the halal fanatics who seem to be on a rampage on my simblogs. OMG GET OVER IT ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Daryl and I took cab home (!!!) and our conversation steered towards love and relationships (this doesn't GENERALLY happen, like EVER fyi) and I kept saying that it's all nonsense and it comes when it comes, and all my usual ammo. And when Daryl dropped off at his stop, the taxi uncle got REALLY chatty and asked me about my life (!!!) and out of the blue, he was like, "Why you everything nonsense nonsense nonsense.. Somebody broke your heart is it?" UHH!!!??? I was speechless haha! So all I could say was just, "Uhhh no lah haha where got such thing," which is so lame but mindfarts provoked by mouthbombs are rarely articulated in a sophisticated manner. And of course I had to wonder later, did anyone break my heart? But I guess if you have to think about it and ponder, then I don't think anyone did. I mean, there were REALLY trying times that I don't want to remember, and I guess I've been through some painful stuff, while I was young and stupid. But I don't think any of that has changed me. I mean, yes my view on love has changed and deteriorated. But that's just maturity and perhaps just ME GETTING SMARTER. Because honestly, the thought of any one person changing me or killing anything inside me is much scarier than anything else. And I just don't think I was ever that much of a fool to have let anyone in that deep anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So btw! I'm in love with this one song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lLJf9qJHR3E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lLJf9qJHR3E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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/234595945299866054-2588814754278523397?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2588814754278523397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/cinematic-dramatic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2588814754278523397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2588814754278523397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/cinematic-dramatic.html' title='Cinematic &amp; Dramatic'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5339978491591394830</id><published>2010-08-14T04:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T07:18:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Like The MOVIES</title><content type='html'>I'm not at my brightest hour right now (I just tried to take a picture of my sandwich with my coffee mug? AND IT HAD NO BUTTONS..) so some of my early morning declarations might be slightly incoherent. Today is SATURDAY so I might go back to sleep later after I've sufficiently burped and digested my sahur. (Sahur is the early morning breakfast we take before our whole day of fasting and furious non-sinning) Maybe I'll do some shopping! I am officially SO SICK AND TIRED of my iphone casing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a perplexing call last night and apparently my reservist adventure camp in November has been CANCELLED wtf. Its amazing how they can just cancel it out of thin air, like its just a romantic date between friends who're kinda like into each other. No its not, its OUR THIRD DATE ARMY! I was gonna go out and get a boyzillian and everything. My landscape artist will be so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright, I had a nice night out with the bff last night and its always chillaxarious with my honey b! She likes to get randomly and thoroughly fascinated with strange things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when we were passing by that koi pond below Suntec:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yan: Hey look at that one fish at the side, the top fin is sticking out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Lets pull it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yan: NO!!! Wow look at her belly, its much rounder than the rest ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Umm she can hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yan: I think she's pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Or she just broke fast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the month of ramadon so we decided to go someplace halal haha. I'm taking my fasting duties this year very seriously btw. We had pastamaniacals! I went with the chickietons alfredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 611px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1604.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh so good. AND CHEAP!!! Plus we had our awesome ice milo which comes with lashings of melty chocolate at pastamania. Its basically THE MAIN REASON why we always go pastamania. And why yan can't open her mouth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 614px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1603.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom packed some korma (dates) for me!!! Haha and they're seedless ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 608px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1602.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the combo with these cheese-sticks which WERE DABOMBZ. So unhealthy! AND YET hwowwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 598px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my spags with lotsa chilli flakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 595px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1607.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN OF COURSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 593px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1614.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ohhhhhhh tgif! Anyway just to be clear, Yan is not my girlfriend or ANYTHING like that, haha please don't even TRY to take an interest in my love life because its never landing here on my blog. Umm and also right now its in a state of non-existence due to my complete disinterest (how shocking I KNOW) in developing this segment of my life movie. Of which yes, I am the star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing is Katy Perry, I just can't dismiss this girl. I really like this new one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ewTkrfaWtA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ewTkrfaWtA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Mike Posner guy (where'd he pop out from?) has a new one too, which I also like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSu7uSRgM0E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSu7uSRgM0E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE AN AWESOME WEEKEND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-5339978491591394830?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5339978491591394830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-like-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5339978491591394830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5339978491591394830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-like-movies.html' title='Not Like The MOVIES'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6520392878275716433</id><published>2010-08-13T04:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T05:22:49.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!</title><content type='html'>I've realized that the G6 song below only works in the morning; I blasted it up my ears yesterday after work and the effect was minimal at best. Haha but right now, at 5freakingam, it sounds amazzzzing. (Yeah this is exactly the kind of valuable analysis slash commentary I'd magnanimously offer to the masses when I have absolutely nothing else to talk about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been pretty great, I love it there! I'm not sure if it's my grand impending exit making this speech or my coffee wiping away all the bad memories from the windscreen of my mind (haha okay, there are no bad memories about my very short stint at sls lah) but I think I'm gonna miss that place. When I leave like next week! But I'm pretty sure getting my pay will somewhat lick my wounds a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharbie and I have been looking into the fascinating world of kek lapis for raya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Raf: So I'm looking for online shops selling kek lapis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Daz: Oh yeah I saw your facebook status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Daz: Did shah put you up to that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Raf: Haha hmmm yes totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be reporting more in this later, because its still 5freakingam and I'm totally not in the mood. In other news, OH HOW I LOVE my scissor sisters! New video out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="flashObj" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0" width="416" height="358"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/28107384001?isVid=1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=506920335001&amp;amp;playerID=28107384001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;dynamicStreaming=true"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com"&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/28107384001?isVid=1" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=506920335001&amp;amp;playerID=28107384001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;dynamicStreaming=true" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" width="416" height="358"&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/234595945299866054-6520392878275716433?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6520392878275716433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/tgif_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6520392878275716433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6520392878275716433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/tgif_13.html' title='TGIF!!!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3959992781834856679</id><published>2010-08-12T05:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T05:47:17.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sober</title><content type='html'>So I have no food shots today obviously, because my daytime life is now sorely lacking in food exploits and well, no shutter-speed in this known universe could have been fast enough to have captured my dinner last night. Everything was A BLUR, yeah you know it. I don't really know why, but fasting morphs into a way meaner bitch every time it comes back around (new season of GG, pls take pointers) as we're getting old. But I guess I do take it more seriously each time, and I don't do all the other things I'm not supposed to do, like gossip or orchestrated murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reallyyyyy into this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GvgJEznqtms&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/GvgJEznqtms&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I know, its doesn't quite fully capture the ramadhan spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3959992781834856679?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3959992781834856679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/sober.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3959992781834856679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3959992781834856679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/sober.html' title='Sober'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-438583663783023598</id><published>2010-08-11T05:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T05:33:10.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rah Rah Ramadonz!</title><content type='html'>Happy sahuring to all my muslim bitches :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/sahuria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 416px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/sahuria.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp those who are away and probably have to sahur at very weird hours! (Weebs, Dizziebobs, Dora!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually started fasting yesterday cos I still owed one day from last year (haha procrastination skills ftw) and I had the best buka evah with my boys and some fishy manhattanites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 594px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1584.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh yeah I love my deep fried fish. RARRRR I must start bringing my camera to work everyday with my hectic last-minute dinnerzoids schedule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY LIVING GAWD GG COME BACK ALREADY!!! My life is but an empty, empty shell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-438583663783023598?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/438583663783023598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/rah-rah-ramadan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/438583663783023598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/438583663783023598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/rah-rah-ramadan.html' title='Rah Rah Ramadonz!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8972391829286628667</id><published>2010-08-10T05:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T05:35:37.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boomz!</title><content type='html'>Well well well its finally tuesday and I'm back to waking up at ungodly hours and trying to download kathy griffin as fast as possible on my tiny little netbook because god forbid I ever have any foresight to download it the day before I have to psyche myself up for life in general and taking the bus in the morning which is as you should know, quite a feat of incredible proportions. I've spent the last few minutes being shocked and aghast that people actually read the simblogs (well, MY simblogs, because the rest pretty much have been showering in hits all their livelong days like a celebration of international keypad punching) and so I'm pretty much encouraged to write more soon. Also because very soon my life will not have much else left to sustain my hunger for things to do! Which I'm looking forward to! I'm also looking forward to waking up after the sun rises! AND THEN MANY MORE TIMES before it sets haha! Oh coffee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8972391829286628667?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8972391829286628667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/boomz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8972391829286628667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8972391829286628667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/boomz.html' title='Boomz!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6736927715345475496</id><published>2010-08-09T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:46:59.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictosummary</title><content type='html'>I'm watching the National Day Parade on tv and let's just say my eyeballs are feeling less than entertained. On the other hand, my week's been quite the joyride of endless excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to surrender my throne of ultimate fabulousness and move into my cubicle, which turned out to be quite fun and happening, well way more so than my initial kingdom of solitude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 614px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I have exactly two weeks left here, including this week, so my long-awaited freedom is very much within my grasp indeed! I love working here, but I love my days of slackadaisical carelessness much more duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having Jap Bento set every single day this week at the canteen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 614px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1539.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because it never has any queue (I suspect it's gonna close down soon lah, nobody ever buys anything from them! Well nobody &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;else&lt;/span&gt;) and also because it incorporates my two favourite things, deep fried stuff and mayo! Its basically Olchangkee with rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly night out with the bff and monodeal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 614px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1550.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite chin-chow (grass jelly) coffee is back at starrybucksss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 614px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1558.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh how I love my whipped cream. Can lah, I'm gonna start fasting this week anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cozytime breakfast with Faye with a pinch of SALT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 614px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1566.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this week flies by FASSSSSSTTTTTTTT :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6736927715345475496?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6736927715345475496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/pictosummary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6736927715345475496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6736927715345475496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/pictosummary.html' title='Pictosummary'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-1076519916954694941</id><published>2010-08-09T08:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:53:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red White &amp; GOLD</title><content type='html'>The reason why I love blogging in the morning is because I haven't read anything yet and I haven't spoken to anyone yet so its purely my voice, my thoughts, my nonsensical crapzilla. Because I happen to have the world's most absorbent personality and I literally change when I have new friends or when I hang out more with specific people haha. Its mostly because I'm empty inside and always eager to change, like a really spongy chameleon. There's nothing wrong with that, that's just me! I mean, if you've been reading my blog long enough, you'd probably understand that I'm slightly schizophrenic, which explains why I can't ever commit to anyone or anything and why I'm always optimistic. Because a new personality/friend/adventure is always just round the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My primary school english teacher will decapitate me if she ever read this previous paragraph haha! She used to bitch endlessly about how we should never start a sentence with 'And' or 'Because' and I still don't, but this is hardly serious writing. My writer's block has been driving me CRAZY!!! Somehow I managed to &lt;a href="http://www.sim.edu.sg/sge/pub/blogs/rafiq/post.cfm?entry=salt-1"&gt;squeeze out another movie review on simblogs&lt;/a&gt; but honestly, its shitty like hell. (This description is the best I can do, which was why that entry came out.. shitty.. like hell) I need inspiration! I need a muse!!! I CRAVE UNEMPLOYMENT haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRB TTYL &amp;amp; Happy National Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-1076519916954694941?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/1076519916954694941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/red-white-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1076519916954694941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1076519916954694941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/red-white-gold.html' title='Red White &amp; GOLD'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3086179055598030823</id><published>2010-08-08T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:22:10.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramellopops</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda sick today, and I'm not trying to be an ungrateful son or anything.. But all signs point to my mom being totally responsible for my state. And perhaps also my well-known inability to control my mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence 1: I was beyond delighted to finally see my favourite ice cream again in the fridge today, but it wasn't meant to be. Instead it was something better!!! (And way more unhealthy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 479px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6310.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 646px; height: 484px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6316.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 645px; height: 484px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6319.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a crazy amount of durians, and then there was Evidence 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 646px; height: 484px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe oh well sometimes sore throats are worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3086179055598030823?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3086179055598030823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/caramellopops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3086179055598030823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3086179055598030823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/caramellopops.html' title='Caramellopops'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7122466305026335275</id><published>2010-08-07T21:19:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:36:22.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicuspids</title><content type='html'>Haha I'm actually tearing up watching this show on ch5, and its Willy Wonka. Its that part where Willy's dad realizes its his son by looking at his BICUSPIDS. (No its not because of all that chocolate, I don't even like chocolate! Umm but I'd eat it if it's in front of me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, its been a horrifyingly tough week and I totally forgot that I was supposed to be waiting for something coming in the mail, esp since I paid for it like 3 months ago! Bryan and Glenn (aka the spastic lovebirds) finally settled down in the states and they had a bunch of coach stuff for their aunties and friends since its so cheap over there, so I picked out one of the cheapest things on their list for mom! (I love you guys, sorry for not making any profit on me haha I will send over some.. mmhmm? lol even more exclusive ah) It wasn't easy for them to recommend something to me btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bry: Its basically a wristlet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Okay so what's a wristlet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bry: Its.. a wristlet lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: That just sounds to me like a tiny little replica of my wrist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Gle: Or a mutilated baby wrist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: I'm pretty sure its not THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be the size of ez-link card but it turned out much bigger, so now I really don't know what the purpose of this thing is? (And it has NOTHING TO DO with wrists in general, where is that connection?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/hugezilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/hugezilla.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually almost did not want to give it to my mom after I saw it because it has no compartments and honestly, its was too huge to be a little purse and too little to be a handbag (what's up with that?) and I was thinking of giving it to my babysis to play with or something but luckily I just gave it to my mom because she acted like it was LV! (Which it is not, just to be clear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom: Wow its so nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: Umm no, my wallet is nicer, its LV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom: But yours is fake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I don't think she knows yet what to do with it but she's definitely exhausted her daily limit of theatrical facial expressions from showing me how happy she was. So yay! Thanks again to Brygles!!! May you have many little bryglets to keep you from driving each other insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7122466305026335275?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7122466305026335275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/bicuspids.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7122466305026335275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7122466305026335275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/bicuspids.html' title='Bicuspids'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7875509137225580151</id><published>2010-08-06T05:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T05:28:16.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow I miss Ghost Whisperer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've spent a couple of weeks now in my private kingdom of high and mighty fabulousness, and yesterday I've finally moved into my actual cubicle which I was NOT looking forward to, given what a shy creature of habit I am. BUT its turning out much better than I expected! I'm enjoying my time there way more than while I was in exile as unofficial royalty, and somehow time passes much faster when you're inside a cubicle, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I discovered yesterday that Monday is a holiday and also apparently its National DAY!? Haha I LOVE YOU SINGAPORE! I can't explain why these things just pass me by without my knowledge, like how the 2nd Grand Prix in Singapore totally sneaked by me without me every knowing it happened until like last week. Seriously, I only remember us having 1 before, and yet! This puts me in an awkward position with myself, because I clearly remember having grand dreams of actually watching the show if it ever happened in Singapore again. Without knowing that it was slated to happen every freaking year for the next freaking 10 years. Oh me! No wonder they never took down the stands and stuff, I totally thought they were keeping them around for sentimental value or something, since it was such a historical event blah blah woof woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I passed by this small night bazaar last night (I've been passing by in my bus since forever and finally last night I dropped off the bus to check it out by pure impulse) to check out iPhone casings!!! (I am SO sick of mine right now, I don't even want to look at it) But unfortunately, the ones at the bazaar were of the SUCKFEST variety so I didn't get any, something I got very relieved about later on when I realised how truly broke I am right now. The agency actually told me long ago that I could get my pay in batches, the first batch being sometime last week and I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh no no no I'm not so hard-up haha please woman&lt;/span&gt;. But now I know. How very very hard and up I truly am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, ITS FRIDAY!!! I had NO TROUBLE waking up today, like a little bouncy boy bouncing up from bed because someone killed him in the middle of the night and now he's one of those bouncy ghosts that bounce around with hands outstretched, yay! I AM SO EXCITED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7875509137225580151?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7875509137225580151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7875509137225580151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7875509137225580151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/tgif.html' title='TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2933053384382541469</id><published>2010-08-01T19:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:12:03.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISOmetrics!</title><content type='html'>I've recently noticed a drastic drop in the quality of photos taken with my camera (aka, the love of my life) and I've kinda been bitching about it non-stop to anyone and everyone around me. I'd almost resigned to the fact that my camera was finally dying of old age (well it IS almost 5 years old) or perhaps just reached early retirement since I dropped it and smashed the lenses last year on new year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But finally, while I was googling newer camera models online last night (haha yes I was actually planning on replacing poor mully), I came across this whole ISO thing which opened up a whole new world for me! Apparently, I've been using the wrong ISO settings for the past few months!!! AND APPARENTLY, I've been using my camera for 5 years without knowing anything about ISO settings!!! (Fyi, I'm using a &lt;a href="http://asia.cnet.com/reviews/digitalcameras/0,39005881,41072561p,00.htm"&gt;Canon Digital IXUS 860 IS&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the dealio. High ISO settings (such as ISO 1600, which I'd been using unwittingly) produces photos with a lot of noise (noisy photos = grainy photos) so I should have been using lower ISO settings (such as ISO 200) to get clearer pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to demonstrate, I took some pictures of my various girlfriends. Notice the difference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO 1600: Grainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/high1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 390px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/high1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO 100: Gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/low1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 521px; height: 392px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/low1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO 1600: Grainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/high2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 519px; height: 389px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/high2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO 200: Gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/low2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 390px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/low2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to be extra clear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO 1600: Not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/bollies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 494px; height: 304px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/bollies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO 200: AYE CARAMBA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/EFBE733173779DA8820566F86F916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 534px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/EFBE733173779DA8820566F86F916.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the difference?? Haha Kareena approves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if any of you will be benefiting from this info, but I'm just totally psyched that my camera is working great again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2933053384382541469?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2933053384382541469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/isometrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2933053384382541469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2933053384382541469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/isometrics.html' title='ISOmetrics!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7564162758000149478</id><published>2010-08-01T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:07:00.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesedale Jeans</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was excellent! We had a full day of sweet relaxation punctuated violently by jolts of monopoly deal haha. OH HOW WE LOVE THIS GAME! And we had dinner at a secret lair below marinasquarepants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/10-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 484px; height: 484px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/10-10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh its gonna be Monday soon!!! Where did my Sunday go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7564162758000149478?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7564162758000149478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/cheesedale-jeans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7564162758000149478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7564162758000149478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/08/cheesedale-jeans.html' title='Cheesedale Jeans'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5727209846411782850</id><published>2010-07-31T10:35:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:24:12.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>So its been a whole freaking week since I've been here and that's because my life has evolved into something so pitiful and mundane that if you pat my on my chest, I'd burp out dust and cobwebs. Haha well not really, I still managed to find some time for emotional turmoil and mental upheaval and a variety of exciting conquests to make my well-rounded existence. That you will not hear about, trust me I'm sparing you from a world of heartpain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photoshoot went excellent although I felt like a shredded pulp of beaten-down humanity after a whole day of chaos. Everything else on the agenda is progressing beautifully, poised towards my impending exit in 2 weeks haha. And my cushy entry back into the world of.. ohhh what do I call it, my so-called life of infinite nothingness and absolute bliss? What words can define it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a little movie moment last night while I was walking home. Well it was more of a trudge than a walk, with the shadow of my usual cheery self being dragged along by my heavy feet. I got into the elevator with this girl who reached out at the same moment for same the button I was about to hit. And as we both withdrew our hands, my mind registered this other person for the first time, and I noticed how her hair seemed to float softly about the side of her face, like it's keeping from me a whole new chapter of my life that I'm not yet ready to see. I never actually saw her face but somehow I could feel her smile. We walked out at the same level, and went in opposite directions but something tugged at me and I turned back, after a few steps, to have a last look and I saw her turning back to smile. And I knew I'd probably never see her again but I couldn't help feeling just a little lighter after my heavy, heavy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, movie magic DOES happen once in a while in real life! Haha. Maybe not the happy endings, but you'd never know for sure until you actually die and end your life story. So I'm contented with relishing those small scenes you watch over and over again in your head, that make you less focused on your happy ending because you realize there's so much more that's waiting in between, and so much more you've never felt before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-5727209846411782850?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5727209846411782850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5727209846411782850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5727209846411782850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-1681225702643283374</id><published>2010-07-26T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:33:00.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGG ITS MONDAY!!! WHY WHY WHYYYY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-1681225702643283374?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/1681225702643283374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/omgggg-its-monday-why-why-whyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1681225702643283374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1681225702643283374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/omgggg-its-monday-why-why-whyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3241265020312758587</id><published>2010-07-24T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:41:01.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today-ay</title><content type='html'>So its SATURDAY! This week has been pretty looooooooooooooooooooong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Daz guess what, just after I read your tag about Robin Sparkles, I got this on Wheel of Fortune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1438.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1438.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay LETS GO TO THE MALL EVERYBODY!&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/234595945299866054-3241265020312758587?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3241265020312758587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-ay.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3241265020312758587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3241265020312758587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-ay.html' title='Today-ay'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2695781382735935097</id><published>2010-07-23T05:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T05:58:09.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teegee</title><content type='html'>OMG I AM SO GLAD ITS TGIF!!!&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH&lt;br /&gt;MYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;GAWDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just one thing on this weekend and then for the rest of my satsundays, I will be making sweet, glorious, noisy love to myself and drooling waterfalls on my pillows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2695781382735935097?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2695781382735935097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/teegee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2695781382735935097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2695781382735935097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/teegee.html' title='Teegee'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-1816928449525242531</id><published>2010-07-22T05:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T05:55:30.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woinks</title><content type='html'>Haha I've been browsing some blogs and I've realised that people who blog (I'm talking about the real hardcore old-timers who were here when blogs were born from the sticky self-loving womb of our generation and will still be here long after the dust has settled on our generation's long overdue implosion from overexposure) are mostly and purely living in their own world. Which is alright, because well so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is awesome and the shoot went amayzing. The next one is gonna be kinda brain-churning and probably epicly jaw-crushing and spine-pureeing but I'm gonna have time to chillax before that one. And by chillax, I do mean shopping for new iphone casings because I'm bored-shitless of my doraemon already. I need something AWESOME to just live by!!! I'm just so happy I have my iphone in my life so I can feel this emotional hunger for new casings every week, this must be love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-1816928449525242531?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/1816928449525242531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/woinks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1816928449525242531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1816928449525242531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/woinks.html' title='Woinks'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-5021759623606386507</id><published>2010-07-21T06:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T06:57:35.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning, Workerbee!</title><content type='html'>I woke up super late today!!! So I'm taking cab haha. Which means I will have some time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work started this week, its been pretty awesome and comfy. I'm the best version of myself when I'm working because I'm at my least self-indulgent mode. But of course, I've been supremely lucky to have only worked with nice people before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a new team aside from Jan, but I think everything's going to go well. Its just a temp job for like a month anyway, so they don't have to adore me or worship my living embodiment or name their most vital organs after me. And I'm under no pressure to grow unicorn wings from my backside or anything, my job scope is pretty simple and direct. And fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the temp cubicle is occupied and as such, they gave me my very own private office space, which is actually the conference/discussion room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 566px; height: 423px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1419.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I KNOW RIGHT. Its actually pretty spectacular! And as long as I have my desktop and telephone and free Newater, I'm good. But today is photoshoot day! Which means no office time today!!! Anyway, Gary passed me the blogger folder yesterday and wow it looks amazing, they did such a good job with the publicity this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/bloggerfile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/bloggerfile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have more than just one! Maybe I'll ask him for more haha. I might just seduce him with cucumber pringles lol. Ayte ttyl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-5021759623606386507?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/5021759623606386507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-morning-workerbee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5021759623606386507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/5021759623606386507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-morning-workerbee.html' title='Good Morning, Workerbee!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8725417717201410833</id><published>2010-07-17T18:43:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T19:37:32.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstage</title><content type='html'>So Christy Turlington is back in our lives for the Vogue Italia July 2010 cover, as the world's most glamorous construction worker. And here she is, on a typical &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bring-your-ballgown-day&lt;/span&gt; at the construction site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 687px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/9-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 521px; height: 696px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/9-9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/11-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 523px; height: 346px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/11-9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/12-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 531px; height: 712px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/12-8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/6-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 705px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/6-12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right, if hair could kill. Or just knock you flat-out unconscious with a swing of the neck! A lot of these gowns (for me, at least) fall under the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unidentified-freakish-object&lt;/span&gt; catergory but I do think they're mighty great shots. &lt;a href="http://forums.thefashionspot.com/f52/christy-turlington-98811-11.html"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also a videolog of the photoshoot, which is pretty cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2WSbjaBA6k&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/i2WSbjaBA6k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a soft spot for Christy. I can still remember this one movie (one entire movie dedicated to the life of Christy Turlington and her magnificent career as part of the whole supermodel phenomenon back then, and this was back when she was just 27?) back in 1995, I think, and it was truly truly fucking magical. She has this softness about her that seems so fragile and yet so uplifting at the same time, much like her hairspray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8725417717201410833?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8725417717201410833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/backstage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8725417717201410833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8725417717201410833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/backstage.html' title='Backstage'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3390257499356326402</id><published>2010-07-17T10:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:06:55.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoobi Doobi</title><content type='html'>So I finally watched the amazing &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3 Idiots&lt;/span&gt; movie!!! (Thanks Dizziebobs &amp;amp; Sharbie!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DL9FQlUJBE4&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/DL9FQlUJBE4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this song! And when you see a total of 6 exclamation marks in the first line alone, you know how much I LOVED the movie! Its such a brilliant and special story, you've got to see it, is all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fully understand why this would earn my sweet Kareena Kapoor a Best Supporting Actress nod, because her role in the movie was pretty blah. But oh wells, perhaps the community is finally surrendering to her insanely electrifying awesomeness in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/kareena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 522px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/kareena.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Kareena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, no bollywood movie could ever be complete without at least one scene featuring a combination of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Dancing in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. WET SAREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Wet shirt with maximum nippular exposure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-Idiots2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 553px; height: 445px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/3-Idiots2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the first human nipples I'd ever seen in my entire life that didn't belong to me were those of Shah Rukh Khan's back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was shopping online last night, I like browsing online forum marketplaces for things that make my life worth living. And I found something that might justify my will to survive for weeks to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/doraemon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 416px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/doraemon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: Look at what I just bought online!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: WOW I LOVE IT!!! HOW MUCH???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: Its imported from Japan, so its $89&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Oh okay. Yay I want to see it when we play monodeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: HUH? ARE YOU CRAZY? $89 is OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: I was just kidding, its only $10!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf:  OMG woman, now I understand how your shopping can KILL haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: Who would buy an iphone casing for $89&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Well I dunno?? Might be worth it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sha: Cos once you buy Doraemon, it can give you anything you wish for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!! I was actually being softly seduced by World Cup 2010 Germany jerseys but this Doraemon thing derailed my passions, which is a good thing because I saved money this way. The jersey was $79!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3390257499356326402?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3390257499356326402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/pagal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3390257499356326402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3390257499356326402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/pagal.html' title='Zoobi Doobi'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8928407024064915331</id><published>2010-07-16T19:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:23:58.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Idiots!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't be upset, you never really loved him anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What do you mean I never loved him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you see him, do the winds whisper a melody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your scarf flies in slow motion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The moon appears larger than ever before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;That happens in movies, never in real life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happens in real life too, you've just never been in love before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And you'll spend your whole life waiting for your crazy definition of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I'll spend my whole life believing in something beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rather than living with anything less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8928407024064915331?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8928407024064915331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-idiots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8928407024064915331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8928407024064915331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-idiots.html' title='3 Idiots!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6088047767097292496</id><published>2010-07-14T11:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:31:55.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind The GAP!</title><content type='html'>So I'm not sure if there are little elves playing on my laptop and changing all my passwords while I'm out but I'm having trouble logging into a lot of things this morning! Thank god my cafe world is still working, otherwise I don't think I can handle this! And guess what, I forgot to serve my dishes yesterday with all of my madcap adventures in the outside world distracting me from my entrepreneurial duties to my cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/cafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 274px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/cafe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also this new game I'm hooked on (thanks to Sharbie, she's the source of all my facebook addictions, used to be Amyliaks, but we all know Sharbie's game-psychosis is legendary), which is WHEEL OF FORTUNE!!! But sometimes the puzzles get way too easy for our brilliant minds. Case in point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 549px; height: 323px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/jpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right, it could only be more obvious if Vanna White herself materialized on my desk for a spontaneous taste testing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, speaking of my madcap adventures, I dedicated the entirety of yesterday to look for new jeans for work and I went straight to Levis (because, as much as I love the prices at Levis Signature, my liaisons with their many discount jeans have been bumpy and unkind to my precious man parts, they rarely get violent but sometimes I can literally hear my little one-eyed snake hissing at the jeans while I'm putting them on) having been betrayed by Levis Signature jeans for too many times but the prices at Levis (130 for a pair of jeans? I object!) were slightly venomous to my eyes and also I didn't see anything I liked at all. Their ENORMOUS range just completely confuses and pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was walking around sadly (since I had this long vast expanse of time between signing on for my new temp job and meeting Azianeh for drinks and discussions and planetary updates) and looked at a couple of things and SOMEHOW I walked into GAP despite the fact that I have never never had any positive feelings towards GAP. I was just totally seduced by new possibilities and the fact that the store was so empty and inviting. AND GLORY BE TO THE HEAVENS! I found my perfect jeans (99!) AND I overfound some polo-tees (3 for 2!) so the damage was extensive but completely satisfying, I won't have to worry about clothes for a long time now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've stumbled upon this magical age where getting my shopping done fast is SUCH a relief so I don't ever have to think about it again! Although I think some people may never grow out of the earlier phases haha Faye I'm looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all the lecehness over and done with, we got down and dirty over hot chocolate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1275.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPICNESS!!! Okay I gtg rush, TTYL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6088047767097292496?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6088047767097292496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/mind-gap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6088047767097292496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6088047767097292496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/mind-gap.html' title='Mind The GAP!'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8092451560556867136</id><published>2010-07-13T07:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:29:28.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mochi</title><content type='html'>So Dahtin's back from Japan! With a gigantic box of pretty little things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 521px; height: 390px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all gone now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 390px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 521px; height: 389px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I just can't resist them soft little mochi balls. They're so good.. Haha now I have a reason to want to go Japan! But Japan still needs to get in line behind Paris and Germany and the republic of Sentosa Universal Studios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite one was the black one with little sesame seeds covering it and red bean inside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 391px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 521px; height: 389px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6116.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How precious are they!!! And my mom made pumpkin soup, which is also amazing. There aren't many words in any vocabulary qualified to describe my love for pumpkin soup or sambal petai. She made the sweet pumpkin soup and this malay pumpkin soup which is spicy and overloaded with random vegetables, which was crazy fascinating. I had the longest lunch ever yesterday, it was the lunch that wouldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 398px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6129.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 536px; height: 399px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_6144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't stand pumpkin soup when I was a kid because it would always remind me of Cinderella, and omg I hated that whiny bitch. But now I love it! They're so soft and squishy, and I've gotten over pretty much all of my childhood psycho issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was a little bit crazy, but in a good way, and also in a very productive way. Apparently, I won the lucky draw for voting for &lt;a href="http://www.fateha.net/"&gt;Fateha&lt;/a&gt; in the singapore blog awards! Haha amazing, right! I've never won anything in my life!!! (Which I unwittingly verbalised to the man on the phone who called to tell me) It was all very lucky (aside from my name getting picked) because he called me while I was eating so it was a missed call and I called him back (I very rarely pick up calls from numbers that I don't recognize, much less call them back!) and then he asked for a DAVID E KELLEY.. Which, if you've known me long enough you'd know, was what I called myself back in secondary school when I had this dream of directing Ally McBeal and The Practice (I know right) and so I instructed all my friends to call me David E Kelley, and also sometimes I very randomly enter this name when I fill out online forms till this very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I was feeling extremely patient yesterday so I asked him what it was regarding (instead of how I'd usually just say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry wrong number &lt;/span&gt;and hang up) and he told me about the lucky draw and asked for my IC number and THANKFULLY I voted with my actual IC number so everything got sorted out! AND IT WAS TOP PRIZE LAH how lucky is that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/davidwins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 572px; height: 342px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/davidwins.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/davidwins2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 198px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/davidwins2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shah: WOW what phone is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: Haha let's just enjoy being very excited first, because I won!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raf: Cos when I tell you what phone it is, it won't be so exciting anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shah: Huh what phone did you win?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: Its an ASUS phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shah: WOW WHAT IS THAT BRAND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: ASUS is a laptop brand lah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Raf: But yah I never knew they even made phones!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raf: I was like, did ASUS shit it out their Assus? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah, EXCITING LIKE WHAT! I'm hoping to sell it off and buy new jeans and tees for work next week. Ayte today's gonna be a long day, TTYL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8092451560556867136?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8092451560556867136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/mochi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8092451560556867136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8092451560556867136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/mochi.html' title='Mochi'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-495547425155756850</id><published>2010-07-11T19:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:27:03.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strepsalsa</title><content type='html'>Today seems like exactly the kind of day where I'd be compelled to swallow down tons and tons of fried kway teow and then blow off my boo because obviously after such a momentous meltdown, you can't seriously think about showering and shaving and picking out the least wrinkled item in your wardrobe for a night out. Oh wells that's the spirit of sunday! I should know better than to make plans for a sunday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-495547425155756850?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/495547425155756850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/strepsalsa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/495547425155756850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/495547425155756850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/strepsalsa.html' title='Strepsalsa'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-3203133317180109950</id><published>2010-07-10T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:36:35.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy &amp; The City</title><content type='html'>So I've been watching The City, mostly because I wanted a break from all the heavy-duty drama of The Vampire Diaries and the semi-duty drama of Chuck and the psycho-drama of Fringe and the try-hard-drama of Gossip Girls. And I thought The City would be all about THE CITY and New York and how actual people work there and rise up the ranks and do their business and coordinate their schedules. BUT NO. Drama drama drama. Every-freakin-where, Every-freakin-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is them discussing last night's scrabble game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city6.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city7.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city5.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city3.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/city2.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently one of them's not quite so elated about the other WINNING AT SCRABBLE the previous night and thus, agitation and awkwardness and intense facial expressions ensue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is just this one particular model-model couple, there are many others in the mix but I'm late now so TTYL and have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-3203133317180109950?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/3203133317180109950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/crazy-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3203133317180109950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/3203133317180109950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/crazy-city.html' title='Crazy &amp; The City'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-8227235702101591963</id><published>2010-07-09T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:55:08.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody</title><content type='html'>Alright I'm up, with sun in my eyes and a fistful of cherries and butterflies exploding from my very disturbed psyche. That will suck your blood mwahahaha. I've been watching La Vampire Diaries (as I've mentioned) and (also as I've mentioned) its pretty good for a show with the word "Diaries" in the title, something that usually does not bode well for the actual storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I found a job!!! Actually, the job kinda found me! But whatever it is, it's news worth celebrating! No longer will I wake up everyday only to question the purpose of my continuing existence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-8227235702101591963?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/8227235702101591963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/bloody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8227235702101591963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/8227235702101591963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/bloody.html' title='Bloody'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-2660829019602134210</id><published>2010-07-08T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T17:08:27.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspension Balls</title><content type='html'>I'm so over this whole kelvotronics thing and I need to vent about other things consuming my life in general! Firstly, twitter!!! You are annoying my balls!!! Why is it so hard to get you to work on sim blogs??? I finally open my heart up to you after dumping you many, many times and this is what I get, sheer exasperation in the face of my love? Secondly, The Vampire Diaries!!! How could I have ever doubted you??? You are quite awesome and deeply watchable, given my rogue status from the world of the useful people who contribute to the economy. Thirdly, why can't I stop eating!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-2660829019602134210?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/2660829019602134210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/suspension-balls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2660829019602134210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/2660829019602134210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/suspension-balls.html' title='Suspension Balls'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-7496577882701990606</id><published>2010-07-07T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T09:15:08.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 431px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5756.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-7496577882701990606?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/7496577882701990606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/yums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7496577882701990606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/7496577882701990606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/yums.html' title='Yums'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-6402048561378800766</id><published>2010-07-05T22:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T14:18:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger THAT</title><content type='html'>So our intern team had dinner again last week at the strange land of Novena which apparently holds many wonders, one of which are the pretty empty restaurants. Big boss Janice took us to Kenny Rogers which I've actually never been to. The food at Kenny Rogers is pretty reasonably priced, if you choose the right things :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had BBQ chicken pita, which turned out to be HUGE. And behold, it's every bit as amazing as it looks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 547px; height: 410px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5738.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so stuffed like you wouldn't believe. Janice had this HUGE chicken pie thing, which I think was bigger than her face. She rejected the sides, because she'd had it before and she knew she couldn't possibly finish everything. (Amazingly, they actually deduct the cost if you don't want your sides, we did not expect that at all) I had my sides and I ate them all up, you can see above that I had the pasta salad and potato salad, same sides I always have at Astons. The sides were so good, although the pasta salad is way better at Astons. The potato salad is better here at Kenny Rogers, and the portion is much more generous here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check out the size of Janice's chicken pie thingy, it looks like the thing that ate the chicken pie. And then didn't get to digest well enough before watching a really gory horror movie about cannibalistic chicken pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 547px; height: 395px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5740.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiwai had some grilled half-chicken or quarter-chicken thingy. This one was surprisingly teensy compared to the rest and I forgot to ask her if it was any good but she didn't even finish it. Although, taking into account that she ordered one side of random vegetables, (...) maybe that's just her female diet issues talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 546px; height: 410px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5739.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST THING at Kenny Rogers were the banana muffins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 544px; height: 408px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5729.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 544px; height: 408px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5730.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were soooooooo gooooooooooooooood. Maybe I just really like banana muffins in general (are these even muffins?) or perhaps I simply have really low standards because these were just free muffins that came with every order or maybe somebody spiked them with pure ice-blended baby angels plucked from the clouds above, but omg they were heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Monopoly Deal! Apparently Waiwai HAS HEARD of Monopoly Deal and she totally lit up like an electric fence when I mentioned it. Does anybody not love this game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 544px; height: 407px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5749.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 441px; height: 588px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_5752.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, gossip was in the air like oxygen and little sparks of fire all throughout the night. We literally played and relayed stories until the place closed. And then we carried on at Coffee Bean (without buying anything, the nerve!) until it also closed and there was an announcement that the mall was closing, I know right. That was an awesome night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'm not in the happiest place in my life, but I'm in a good place. There are clearly things that are wrong with me, things I cannot hide from. And there are flaws on the surface that are simply worn-out disguises, a front for my fears. There are changes, far overdue and finally coming into play. Change is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'd rather be the shadow, than the candle that slowly burns itself away. How ironic then, that without the light of a candle, there can be no shadows cast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-6402048561378800766?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/6402048561378800766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/roger-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6402048561378800766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/6402048561378800766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/roger-that.html' title='Roger THAT'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-132850156776929776</id><published>2010-07-02T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:59:51.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flipped</title><content type='html'>Well well well look who's back. Oh yes its me. I'm still crawling in my self-imposed sewer system of boredom and internal drudgery but everything's dandy because in my mind, everything somehow becomes sunflowers and tulips and little baby jellybeans in white marshmellow diapers, pooping chunky bits of hazelnut coated in delicious dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, some friends are bugging me about watching the new twilight next week so I tried (for the 2nd time in my life) to watch that 2nd one, New Moon, just to fill in on what happened and I must have gone wildly insane in the middle of watching and then fainted from sheer desperation because I woke up a few hours later with cuts on my wrists and the words HELP ME scribbled on my laptop screen with my own blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234595945299866054-132850156776929776?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/132850156776929776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/flipped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/132850156776929776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/132850156776929776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/07/flipped.html' title='Flipped'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-1845157534642382126</id><published>2010-06-30T08:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T16:44:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Away Little Bird</title><content type='html'>Its been festering inside us for a few weeks now and its finally happened! One of our boybitches has flown the coop and will continue to fly free for the next 8 months! He's spread his wings and flown off to the land of Heidi Klum and World Cup 2010 winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/dazgermany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 476px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/dazgermany.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germanyland! (Dazzie will train in a secret ops mission with the german soccer team and then come home to lead our singapore lions to victory in World Cup 2014!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We saw him off at the airport last night, it was a hero's farewell. That was where we met Fran (an evil hyena-lady living within the catacombs of Changi Airportland luggage check-in) who was no friend to us; she basically rejected his luggage because it was too heavy!!! HELLO, the term is big-boned or curvy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daz obviously didn't appreciate having his luggage called fat but we had to repack anyway and remove some excess baggage such as his cast iron chastity belt (after Sharbie finally agreed to set his crotch free for 8 months and keep the custom-made metal undies she had made specifically to protect her boyfriend's honor) and his vast collection of live action figurines of me (for his bedside table) and his limited edition plush toys featuring me in different poses and outfits (for his bedtime blues when he's feeling lonely).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 516px; height: 387px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/1-14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/2-15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I helped to supervise the efforts, while discussing shoes with Sharbie in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/4-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 594px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/4-14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're both kinda obsessed with our shoes and apparently hers are called boat shoes according to Faye. So when she was worrying about how to get home from the airport (because it's midnight and there's no MRT service) I was kinda tempted to tell her to please "kayuh pelan-pelan in your boat shoes, maybe you'll get back home to jurong some day" (kayuh pelan-pelan = paddle slowly) but I totally didn't say that out loud because her leopard-skin bag might just back to life and devour me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dazzie may be in Germanyland for the rest of the year and a quarter of next year but our shoes promised to keep in touch and play monopoly deal regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/5-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 594px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/5-12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet right. So I'm totally cool with one of my bestest buddies leaving me to explosify his future and come home a total chemistry rockstar but Sharbie had to bite back her tears since it will be eons until she can pinch his cheeks again or terrorize him with her monopoly deal rules and regulations reading skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/6-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 594px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/6-11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it together, woman! Dazzie's mom (of Datin Diaries) got us these amazing shrek tarts which are THE MOST AWESOME things I've ever put into my mouth, so I was able to distract myself from the drama of the night. OH DAZZIE WE CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN! Please take many pics with your fabulous new camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Amy leaves for Germanyland!!! OH AMYLIAKS I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST on this pilgrimage to spread the word of monopoly deal to the germans! I can't think of a better ambassador for this holy war against monopoly original version. Epic moves FTW!!!&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/234595945299866054-1845157534642382126?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/1845157534642382126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/06/fly-away-little-bird.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1845157534642382126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/1845157534642382126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/06/fly-away-little-bird.html' title='Fly Away Little Bird'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234595945299866054.post-4566893815776756925</id><published>2010-06-28T08:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:20:14.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG HOLY SHIZZ I'm feeling like a bucket of cough syrup this morning, dizzy and woozy.&lt;br /&gt;LETS HOPE WASABI DOES ITS JOB LATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attention all my iPhone bitches!&lt;br /&gt;Have you updated to OS4 yet?&lt;br /&gt;Check out how much awesomeness it can bring to your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wallpaper on your home screen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1057.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1057.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Folders for your apps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1058.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad280/raffyqin/IMG_1058.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Multi-tasking!&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay I don't have a pic for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some confusion on whether this update works on iPhone 3G, but the iPhone website states that it works on iPhone 3G so you guys with 3G should still try it out.&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/234595945299866054-4566893815776756925?l=omgsian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/feeds/4566893815776756925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/06/spicy-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4566893815776756925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234595945299866054/posts/default/4566893815776756925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgsian.blogspot.com/2010/06/spicy-green.html' title='Spicy Green'/><author><name>Raf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15228496651222250900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bD4z-66WNdw/S3fKwW-sbdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PClD5JZtOg8/S220/gaga4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
