tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71371902024-03-07T12:37:35.677+08:00Confessions of a Closet Blog AddictLife Without The Drama Is Just Boring.Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.comBlogger500125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-71935034176942986892013-06-25T12:04:00.001+08:002013-06-25T12:04:19.311+08:00Blogging again...<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Listening to:</b> Adele - Skyfall<br /><b>Feeling: </b>Free!<br /><br />It's been 2 years since my last post and suddenly... I feel the urge to blog again. Maybe because the haze is back and I need to bitch somewhat.<br /><br />My first post was on 6.22am 29 May 2004. OMG that's like 9 years ago. That's just crazy. It means <strike>I was up</strike>, strike that... I have yet to sleep. So much has changed. Now 6.22am is the time I wake up. 9 years can change someone a lot I guess.<br /><br />I sleep by 10.30pm and wake up by 7.30am. That's a lot of hours of sleep but hey, older people sleep more ok. LOL</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Writing this, I feel rusty. Like it's hard to convey what I feel. I'm looking back at all my old posts and feel "OMG did I just write all that raw emotions down?" Seriously, it's not easy to pour my heart out nowadays.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think 9 years had changed me much. I've learnt that talking about someone behind their backs don't pay and there will be people who claim to be your friend but they are not. I've learnt this a few years back the hard way.<br /><br />I've also learnt that it's easier to be a friend than an enemy, so I've learnt to forgive. But I've also learnt that not everyone forgives. It's OK, because you'll feel better. :)<br /><br />I am 31 this year and I started this blog when I was 22. I'm trying to re-read all my posts without cringing. I guess we all go through a bratty phase.<br /><br />Right now, I think things are going alright. I am trying to gently steer life to where I think is right. It's tough but that's life and nothing in life is easy.<br /><br />And now, I'll abruptly end this blog post. LOL.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-45057670335677869662011-04-19T00:18:00.001+08:002011-04-19T00:20:22.956+08:00Why?Have you forgotten how to appreciate or love me?Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-82044059870953622172010-11-26T21:36:00.004+08:002010-11-26T22:36:09.331+08:00It's been a long, long time<span class="Apple-style-span">When was the last time I blogged? </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Oh... more than half a year ago. I admit I'm a lazy bum. I still am but I have some time to kill so here I am.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Trust me, when you click clack on the keyboard almost 12 hours a day, the last thing you want to do is to click clack on the keyboard once again at the keyboard, regaling non-existent readers about your life.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">But well, since I'm already here, here's what been happening...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>I moved</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Yes, we finally did. Home Sweet Home. Not that it all happened without any drama... Loads of blood sweat and tears. Mostly sweat and tears. Now we're kinda settled in. Furniture about 70% done, boxes mostly unpacked and we're gonna be hosting our house warming in about 2 weeks time. I bet there will be more tears coming from that one. Never knew moving can be so emotional.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>I am still dating</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Yes I am... Are we getting married? We try... Are we happy? At this moment, I am blissful. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>I is Editor</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Yes I is editor now. I can has power! Not really.. I am 'just the editor' according to the client. But I won't take heart because she has no idea what the publishing industry is like. I can has power again! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>I am travelling... ALOT</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I have been travelling like a mad horse this year. Not that I don't like it.... It's just that it's a little disruptive waking up in different hotels every two months once. I love my house (and pink room... did I mention I got the room of my dreams?) and I don't even get to spend enough time in it. Soon... soon! But it's for work... For leisure, I was in Japan (dream came true!) and Krabi and a few more other states in Malaysia... All I can say is, LOVING IT!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">So far so good... Till the next time I update... This blog is not dead yet! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I promise...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">For now...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-61332565786792308202010-03-26T11:14:00.002+08:002010-03-26T11:34:59.529+08:00What to say, what to do?<span style="font-family: arial;">I bite my nails.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I count to ten.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I shall endure the sanfuness in my heart but for how long?</span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-88920587740332141042010-03-08T10:46:00.005+08:002010-03-08T11:16:56.353+08:00Don't burn my fuse too short<span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;">Listening to: Eason Chen - 幸福摩天輪</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Feeling: A little Emo-ed</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">So they tell me that a relationship is not a bed of roses. I know that from day one but I never expected it to be this hard.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Me being naively me, thought that all problems can be solved if we talk it out. Reality check! Doesn't work that way. Not that I'm having probs with The Boy but it's little things that makes things well, a relationship. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Being part of The Couple-dom makes me realise how hard it is for some to maintain a long-term relationship. Often both sides claim that they make the most sacrifice. Me? I just feel that I keep quiet when I'm annoyed or angry. Why? Cause it's easier to let him win. Or is it?<br /><br />I can be the first to tell you that I am a person with a very short fuse. But I'm all loud sounds and then I'm OK within the next hour. OK, let me rewrite that. I have a short and hidden fuse. With friends, I have this amazing patience but with my family, I am a live wire. That's what Mom tells me.<br /><br />I think that's the case with me and The Boy now. I am patiently letting him give me the Silent Treatment <span style="font-style: italic;">(for no reason)</span> or the Naggy Treatment <span style="font-style: italic;">(what? I thought it was only me who gives the Naggy Treatment)</span> because I know that he will get over it in a bit. This is how it works right?<br /><br />Right?<br /><br />Cause I think my fuse is getting shorter by the day. I'm just praying that my patience level is recharged before I hit his next 'emo' session. Because I might just blow. And when that happens, it's not gonna be pretty.<br /><br />Thing is, we're not fighting. Nor are we in this relationship rut. What rut? It has only been two months and a half. I think I need more time to understand this funny little thing called Love.<br /><br />P/S: Katy Perry's Hot & Cold is my anthem of the mo.<br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-79603013938762208622010-01-18T11:14:00.003+08:002010-01-18T11:37:57.932+08:00A quick note<span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Listening to: Fergie - Glamorous</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Feeling: Shiawasete</span><br /><br />OK, cancel all previous emo entries. 2010 is a good year. More on that later!<br /><br />Happy New Year and anticipating Chinese New Year!<br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-5321208243733961812009-11-29T15:06:00.002+08:002009-11-29T15:09:25.806+08:00On a happier note...<span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Li</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >stening to: Dragon A</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >sh - Life goe</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">s on</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Feeling: Unloaded</span><br /><br />I am going to Japan for 2 week in April 2010. Now I can die happy!!!!<br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-78747134589476514142009-11-29T14:13:00.005+08:002009-11-29T15:03:18.945+08:00Back to where we have started...<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Listening to: Zee Avi - First of the Gang</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Feeling: Left behind</span><br /><br />It has been almost half a year since I last blogged. It has been a whirlwind year, with the purchase of the house, change of jobs, weddings all year round, gym and Japanese classes. Though there had not been much freelance jobs, I feel I don't have much time for myself.<br /><br />I have yet to welcome the arrival of Hayley, Cin and BK's second bundle of joy and the latest princess for me to dote upon. Caden is now all grown up, a natural heartbreaker, cute as a button and cool as ice. I feel so old typing this but yes, Caden is 1 year and 4 months old now. Really, time flies when you're having fun no?<br /><br />I was thinking of giving up blogging <span style="font-style: italic;">(right)</span> cause I just don't have much to write about. But really, what is life without drama right? There had been loads happening, it's just that it's just too petty to put it down in words. Nothing witty or funny happened. Until yesterday...<br /><br />You see, it had been a year of weddings and reunions during the said weddings. Frankly, at the right old age of 27<span style="font-style: italic;"> (though many might disagree, thanks guys I love you too)</span> and at the last count, nil relationships to my name, I am starting to worry.<br /><br />Questions of "When was the last time did you actually feel a fluttering in your stomach when you meet someone new" arose. I mean, the last that happened was when I read Twilight and fell in love with Edward Cullen. And then when I read Matthew Reilly's Scarecrow </span><span style="font-family:arial;">storie</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s. I mean, how fucking </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sad i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s that. And on top of ALL that, I get que</span><span style="font-family:arial;">stion</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s from all around. People can't comprehend the </span><span style="font-family:arial;">singledom that I have embraced. I couldn't too at time</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s...</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> I feel emotionally inept. It'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s a little </span><span style="font-family:arial;">strange and hard to explain cau</span><span style="font-family:arial;">se I can't even explain it to my</span><span style="font-family:arial;">self...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />And </span><span style="font-family:arial;">so after much contemplating and </span><span style="font-family:arial;">support, <span style="font-style: italic;">(thank</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >s guy</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">s, you know who you are) </span>I have finally decided to give in, to give it a try. Apparently, thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s one per</span><span style="font-family:arial;">son who had once took a liking to me had waited. Hey, I have waited before and it'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s not </span><span style="font-family:arial;">something ea</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sy or plea</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sant. I felt bad. Extremely! But oh well, never too late. Waiter </span><span style="font-family:arial;">say</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> that he waited, all alone...<br /><br />And </span><span style="font-family:arial;">so I</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> find</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> out ye</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sterday that waiter had lied. It'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sad. I wonder how can I tru</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st another guy after thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s. Not the fir</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st time, I don't think thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s will be the la</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st a</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s well. It'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s not that I <span style="font-style: italic;">liked</span> thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s guy to begin with. I thought, let'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s give thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s a try. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">But fact i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s, he lied. And really, I am angry at my</span><span style="font-family:arial;">self yet again for being </span><span style="font-family:arial;">so naive...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Ye</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s ye</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s, thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s boring </span><span style="font-family:arial;">stuff... Nothing juicy but </span><span style="font-family:arial;">something that bothered me more than I would ever admit. While writing thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s po</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st, I checked out po</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st</span><span style="font-family:arial;">secret.blog</span><span style="font-family:arial;">spot.com...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmJGU_TZYscMv3LP0K_BcqK0fzpqNQoyPFt5VUGfeZciAa7J1Y3A0WqxkrvwtMwbdmjoTA37J75phLYnDZpM5UozRThLap77hm_0rtf8vrG0YDL_T8WSIHlu7UMYDyTsdnfUB3A/s1600/weare.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmJGU_TZYscMv3LP0K_BcqK0fzpqNQoyPFt5VUGfeZciAa7J1Y3A0WqxkrvwtMwbdmjoTA37J75phLYnDZpM5UozRThLap77hm_0rtf8vrG0YDL_T8WSIHlu7UMYDyTsdnfUB3A/s400/weare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409416495109762338" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Credit</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >s: Po</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >st</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >secret</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >s.blog</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >spot.com</span></a><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I'm not feeling </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sorry for my</span><span style="font-family:arial;">self I promi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">se but thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s ju</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st too weird becau</span><span style="font-family:arial;">se thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s one </span><span style="font-family:arial;">secret </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sorta conclude</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s how I feel about thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s whole </span><span style="font-family:arial;">situation that I my</span><span style="font-family:arial;">self don't really under</span><span style="font-family:arial;">stand.<br /><br />And here I am, back to </span><span style="font-family:arial;">square one... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-15411732590204862072009-06-18T21:08:00.004+08:002009-06-18T21:12:37.646+08:00and so I can finally sleep... restlessly<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Billy Joel - Lullaby & Robert Pattinson - Never Think</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Sleepy</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span>I am getting a little desperate because I'm about to finish Breaking Dawn and Midnight Sun. Sigh.. What am I gonna do?<br /><br />And, I am pissed off. Maybe I should really take some anger management classes... or something.<br /><br />T^T<br /><br /><br /></span></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-31506724763582602772009-06-16T16:24:00.003+08:002009-06-16T16:27:09.073+08:00and fuck you too...<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Muse - Supermassive Black Hole</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Icky...</em></span><br /><em></em><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span><br />Point to ponder...<br /><br />To be nice only to know later on that people think you're an idiot...<br /><br />OR<br /><br />To be mean only to be called a bitch?<br /><br />Sometimes life really a sonofabitch<br /><br />I wish I am in Forks Washington!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-5853667246846834832009-06-15T12:31:00.004+08:002009-06-15T12:43:56.331+08:00Twilightitis<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Paramore - I caught myself</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: OHNO-ish<br /></em></span><em style="font-family: arial;"></em><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5FK8GSRNQELaEooFLN-yr6adyaxssmMCp1pTvFPDp4ES1meWwGp9IQKUzrZS12G-AhgOkhHM6cAX9RbL7RzfcmcJ-8QRziYiB0DyYck9pdqz-Q0_oHDmgae24Xz1XjGKwxorTKA/s1600-h/lrg-2483-robert_pattison_gq_03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5FK8GSRNQELaEooFLN-yr6adyaxssmMCp1pTvFPDp4ES1meWwGp9IQKUzrZS12G-AhgOkhHM6cAX9RbL7RzfcmcJ-8QRziYiB0DyYck9pdqz-Q0_oHDmgae24Xz1XjGKwxorTKA/s400/lrg-2483-robert_pattison_gq_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347410274981900866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Am reading the Twilight saga now and I wish I am 19 again. While age never really mattered to me, this stupid story (that I dearly love) made me wish I'm in college again. I feel so unhealthy!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It was scary when Seems & WP started obsessing about Twilight and all I could do was look at their emails and grimace, wondering if this two perfectly sane and sensible people have gone nuts. Having read the books, I totally understand why they went nuts, I'm standing at the brink of insanity too!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Edward is a gentlemen every straight girl (and not-so-straight guys) would want. Stephenie Meyer must have been looking for an Edward too when she wrote the Twilight saga.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I think the only reason why Twilight's sales skyrocketed because every hot blooded girl wants an Edward in their life! I mean, even all the </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >obasan</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s are going ga-ga over him. I never thought the name Edward could be hot, but now I'm thinking I should name my kid Edward. Tee hee...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">When can I find my Edward?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Back to reading Eclipse <span style="font-style: italic;">(and downloading more Twilight related wallpaper)</span>!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Edit:</span> HOMYFUCKINGGAWD, he sings too!!!<br /><br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-73264008332130714852009-06-05T00:25:00.002+08:002009-06-05T00:54:17.034+08:00Overactive imagination<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Clazziquai - I will give you everything</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Like </em></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">shit</span><br /><em></em><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">OK thi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s whole gym regime thing i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s kinna killing me, but in a good way I think... When I'm on the bloody cardio machine, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">set to an hour at level 4, I keep thinking of the way</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s I can parade around that bitch in the office in a woozah outfit + toned body. FUCK YOU!<br /><br />OK, I rarely hate people that much but when I do, I HATE THEM. Think Hitler.<br /><br />And really, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sometime</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s I </span><span style="font-family: arial;">space out and think of the violent thing</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s I really wanna do to her; like kneeing her in her face. OH! Or pulling out her hair. OUCH! Or punching her flat no</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se. Haha.. I'm </span><span style="font-family: arial;">scaring my</span><span style="font-family: arial;">self but it </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sure feel</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s good to imagine. Help</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s that I got a pretty good imagination.<br /><br />It'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s Friday tomorrow and I am glad! Mean</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s I can </span><span style="font-family: arial;">somehow eat </span><span style="font-family: arial;">something NOT tuna or chicken. Damn, I hope I'm not growin</span><span style="font-family: arial;">g </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sick of chicken too cau</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se that would mean I will eat NOTHING.<br /><br />T^T<br /><br />All for the better good. Think po</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sitive Pink, po</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sitive!</span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Anyhoo</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s, company trip kambing up </span><span style="font-family: arial;">soon. It'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s to Pangkor (not the I</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sland Re</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sort though I wi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sh) and AH, the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sea, the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sea! I wanna get a tan. Here'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s to hoping I can quietly read my book on the beach with a Pina Colada and ciggie</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s.<br /><br />I need a holiday! And I think Japan i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s canceled T^T I wanna go Japan!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">sigh... off to bed.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-11976376760118954682009-06-03T00:32:00.002+08:002009-06-03T00:46:54.114+08:00Operation DHPW - Progress<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Thunder!</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Yay! It'</em></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">s raining!</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Huzzah! It'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s raining!<br /><br />And ye</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s, I'm officially back to blogging again... La</span><span style="font-family: arial;">st year wa</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">shameful year for my blog... With only a pathetic 42 po</span><span style="font-family: arial;">st for the whole fucking year... I am gonna po</span><span style="font-family: arial;">st more than that within the next few month</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s I promi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se!<br /><br />Anyway</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s, rea</span><span style="font-family: arial;">son being i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s... I feel like talking to my</span><span style="font-family: arial;">self more nowaday</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s... If lappie behave</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s, I might be able to blog till Operation Dream Hou</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se Pink Wall</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s completed! Then I am getting a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">de</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sktop (hopefully a Mac T^T)<br /><br />It'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s gonna be a good year I'm telling you. Came home today to a cheque I thought I would never get... And it'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s raining! Prai</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se the Lord!</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Checked ODHPW'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s web</span><span style="font-family: arial;">site and found out that our future crib ha</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s wall</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s now! Goodne</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s!!! Another 10 month</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s to completion!<br /><br />*Pinche</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s </span><span style="font-family: arial;">self to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">see if dreaming...*<br /><br />OUCH!<br /><br />Not dreaming!<br /><br />Ah... off to bed!!!<br /></span><em></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span></span></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-16524917965966408872009-06-01T23:50:00.004+08:002009-06-02T00:24:22.034+08:00Birthday snaps...<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Sandy Lam - Zhi Shao Hai You Ni</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Tired... I </em></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >should be sleeping!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /></em></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5H_A5JsBIihBVsK4H2tDHPgMjJuRmis3x_keHuFQu6FSfdPLVLKNK9AsnvdWlRAxcn9b7TH9Rd7fHApkTIc7IvJ_yzh9JU9bA52uD05mqu1VhQ2bmJUW7SC3CEs7GlkOZlo1iNg/s1600-h/DSC03091.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5H_A5JsBIihBVsK4H2tDHPgMjJuRmis3x_keHuFQu6FSfdPLVLKNK9AsnvdWlRAxcn9b7TH9Rd7fHApkTIc7IvJ_yzh9JU9bA52uD05mqu1VhQ2bmJUW7SC3CEs7GlkOZlo1iNg/s400/DSC03091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342391847520273986" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">On my birthday, we were at Bijou... This wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s me trying to be arti</span><span style="font-family:arial;">stic..<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIa_7_nV1dsyYx9eVrQVZSj5Uf8x3AhsepLZdhkWp7EjpqnqlJDcZ0oRjA7BSP9VrypLn5iagYFdYf1yhPbyJusrZYJGWT01HyzHBPqA52VwRthKs_rO8swmQKLN_ypc3d41wq0g/s1600-h/DSC03097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIa_7_nV1dsyYx9eVrQVZSj5Uf8x3AhsepLZdhkWp7EjpqnqlJDcZ0oRjA7BSP9VrypLn5iagYFdYf1yhPbyJusrZYJGWT01HyzHBPqA52VwRthKs_rO8swmQKLN_ypc3d41wq0g/s400/DSC03097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342393460188580962" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s Ollie </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sharing a Berryliciou</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s Chocolate Pavlova at Deliciou</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s with me...<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk8qyTDu2IknrABj8Jz57tKSjW5E9ZkuKWpqAH9Y-2DmmhUhmmu6TryU6C8SlHsA9MhsXMiaDKZLO8hLofYHiNlPcmi-qVKUnSONeTuN2YtHWuW5Q9GgYXN5BB-iVSRih74fXDug/s1600-h/DSC03050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk8qyTDu2IknrABj8Jz57tKSjW5E9ZkuKWpqAH9Y-2DmmhUhmmu6TryU6C8SlHsA9MhsXMiaDKZLO8hLofYHiNlPcmi-qVKUnSONeTuN2YtHWuW5Q9GgYXN5BB-iVSRih74fXDug/s400/DSC03050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342394500285146466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s the </span><span style="font-family:arial;">spread we had at Bonga with D, Panda, Jhan, Mama</span><span style="font-family:arial;">san, Vnie, Eunice and Eleen... Yummer</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s~<br /><br />I forgot to </span><span style="font-family:arial;">snap </span><span style="font-family:arial;">some pic</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s with Gem when we were out for our little celebration and mani pedi </span><span style="font-family:arial;">se</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sion</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s but what the hey.. It'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s the memorie</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s that la</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s... :D My little bday celebration in 3 quick </span><span style="font-family:arial;">snap</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s...<br /><br />Now waiting for Jojo & Nini to upload the re</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st of the picture</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><em></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span></span></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-62620166984587721972009-06-01T00:38:00.003+08:002009-06-01T01:41:23.438+08:00Otanjyoubi Omedetou!<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Jo</em></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >s</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >s </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >stone</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" > - The Chokin' Kind</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Extra weepy<br /></em></span><em></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">After bitching </span><span style="font-family:arial;">some </span><span style="font-family:arial;">some, let me blog about my bday celebration</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s... tee hee<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Celebration 1~</span><br />zozo, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">seem</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s, lo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shy threw me and jojo a pool party. Well, it wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">suppo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sed to be a pool party in lolo'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s place</span><span style="font-family:arial;">, but it rained. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">so in the end, we </span><span style="font-family:arial;">settled for pot luck. I mi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s them!!! Zozo made pa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sta. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">she </span><span style="font-family:arial;">should cook all the time. It wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">so fucking good!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Celebration 2~</span><br />Went out with co.bday girl, Gem for a countdown and Big D, Panda, mama</span><span style="font-family:arial;">san and Vnie joined u</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s! Got mighty embarra</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sed by their lovely and loud Bday </span><span style="font-family:arial;">song </span><span style="font-family:arial;">singalong out</span><span style="font-family:arial;">side </span><span style="font-family:arial;">starfuck</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s. Loverly!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Celebration 3~</span><br />The big day~ Went for Jap cla</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s and </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >sen</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">sei </span>got me a <span style="font-style: italic;">amamori</span>. For love, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">she </span><span style="font-family:arial;">say</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s. <span style="font-style: italic;">Koi no kami </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >sama... Onegai</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >shima</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >su!</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> Big D, Panda, mama</span><span style="font-family:arial;">san, Vnie, Eunice, Eleen, Jhan bought me Korean food... Protein ma~ Wanted to go home and </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sleep initially but Panda a</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sked... and I thought, what the hey... turned out to be a wonderful day!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Celebration 4~</span><br />Fun, Jye, Nini, DickON, Zoey and </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sarah brought me and Gem out for dinner at Bijou. I LOVE BIJOU! I love them all too... But all love for Fun and Jye who pooled money to </span><span style="font-family:arial;">spon</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sor me a D</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sLite in Pink. LOVE ALL AROUND!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Celebration 5~</span><br />Wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">suppo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sed to go to the Butterfly Park with Nicmylifebouy, Joethecarebear, Taniaprince</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s, Bryanthecleobachelor and Ollietheconfu</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sed</span><span style="font-family:arial;">starfi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sh</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> but due to the crappy haze, adjourned to Deliciou</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s in 1utama. Will not give up in my que</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st to wear my pink floppy hat </span><span style="font-family:arial;">so we promi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sed to make another date after the haze clear</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s.<br /><br />Apart from di</span><span style="font-family:arial;">scu</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sion</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s about getting me a tuna cake, I had a loverly bday!! OK, well the tuna cake wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sn't that bad... but I'll remember that for a long time! I'm 27! 3 more year</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s to go!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Love to everyone who wi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shed me!<br /><br />I know I have not been po</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sting a</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s much a</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s I </span><span style="font-family:arial;">should but laptop i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s pooping on me. Battery died and I am ju</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st lazy to re</span><span style="font-family:arial;">set the damn time everytime I bloody </span><span style="font-family:arial;">switch the laptop on. Now contemplating if I </span><span style="font-family:arial;">should get a de</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sktop before we move to ODHPW. Initial plan wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s to wait till I'm all </span><span style="font-family:arial;">settled in and for me to get a de</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sktop but now I'm praying that MaccyBaby will la</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st till then.<br /><br />Finger</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s all cro</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sed.<br /><br />Blog more.<br /><br />Live long and pro</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sper. *randomne</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s, but I'm in love with </span><span style="font-family:arial;">spock. Bite my ear</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s!!*</span><span style="font-family:arial;">squeeellllll</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s*</span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-91454305686059946982009-05-31T23:52:00.003+08:002009-06-01T00:36:57.668+08:00Looking for someone<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Kangta & Vane</em></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >ss - 127 Days</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Weepy~<br /></em></span><em></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I am an idiot!! I forgot my key today and the whole family wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s out with Fan Yee and family for a </span><span style="font-family:arial;">seafood dinner. I had to </span><span style="font-family:arial;">spend 4 hour</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s waiting for them to get back before I could get back into the cool comfort</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s of my room.<br /><br />Wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s out with Gem for mani & pedi </span><span style="font-family:arial;">se</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sion and after we fini</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shed we headed to Pick & Brew for </span><span style="font-family:arial;">some coffee and ciggie</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s and</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">sat there bitching until 7.30pm when </span><span style="font-family:arial;">she had to go for dinner with Bi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">scuit. Only real</span>i<span style="font-family:arial;">sed I had no key</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s around 7pm but mom wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s already out by then...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s trying to think of </span><span style="font-family:arial;">someone I could call out to fill four hour</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s but decided to </span><span style="font-family:arial;">stay at Pick & Brew to read the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Chicken </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >soup for the </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >soul at work </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Gem gave me (<span style="font-style: italic;">thank</span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">s Gem, lovelove</span>). By the time I fini</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shed the book, ye</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s i fini</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shed the book, 1U wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s already clo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sing and I had no where to go.<br /><br />Didn't want to di</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sturb anyone either cau</span><span style="font-family:arial;">se all I wanna do i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s to go home and </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sleep. I really, really, really wanted at that point of time, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">someone I coud call. Maybe hide out in that per</span><span style="font-family:arial;">son'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s hou</span><span style="font-family:arial;">se for a little while I rant and rave about how </span><span style="font-family:arial;">stupid I wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s to leave key</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s in my room when I already knew everyone wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s gonna be away! ARGH!<br /><br />It'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sad when you reali</span><span style="font-family:arial;">se that there i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s no one to call and nowhere to hide...<br /><br />I want to hide!<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-67175575666507770472009-04-13T22:35:00.002+08:002009-04-13T23:08:07.415+08:00He says, she says...<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Mika Naka</em></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >shima</span> - <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >Resi</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >stance</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: </em></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >sleepy!</span><br /><em></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">OK, </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">so today </span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">someone</span> told me that he'll give me tip</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s on m</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">sn </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">on how to pick up guy</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s... And </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">so...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s</span>: OK, thi</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s i</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s what you </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">should do... When you find your target, pretend flip on your phone and </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">say while walking toward</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s him... "Ah yah, Mun Fen, how ah? How to get there ah? Huh turn left? Aiyoh I am not familiar with thi</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s place la... You al</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">so ah? How ah?" and 'accidently' bump into him...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s: </span>Err...... <span style="font-style: italic;">*Why am I talking to thi</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >s per</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >son in the fir</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >st place anyway</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">s?*</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s:</span> And then ah, you </span><span style="font-family:arial;">apologize loe... And then you </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">say to him "Execute me.... Do you know how to get to thi</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s place"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s:</span> WHAT? EXECUTE ME?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s:</span> Ya la... can </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">strike up conver</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">sation with him then ma... If it'</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s me I would do it loe...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s:</span> Execute me? <span style="font-style: italic;">*</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >sputter</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >s and </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >spit</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >s onto </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >screen in </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" >silent laughter...*<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">He </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s: </span>Ya la... if not </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">so rude ma.. interupt without excu</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">sing your</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">self...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" >say</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">s: </span><span style="font-style: italic;">*</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">long silence*</span> Why in the world am I taking advice from thi</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">single guy anyway???<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*die</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">s of laughter... </span>*<br /><br />Execute me while I laugh my a</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">s off!<br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-26856383230798555852009-04-13T00:24:00.001+08:002009-04-13T00:57:46.801+08:00Randomly, I post...<span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" ><em>Listening to: Blue Sorbet - Sati</em></span><em style="font-family: arial;" face="arial">sfy Me</em><em style="font-family: arial;"></em><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: I </em></span><em style="font-family: arial;">should be a</em><em style="font-family: arial;">sleep!<br /></em><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">One week ha</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s pa</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sed in the new office. Load</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s of work to be done but feeling great and having load of fun.<br /><br />I am </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sleeping early nowaday</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s to get up before 7.30am (I do try, I really do) and trying to balance work, gym, freelance, Japane</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se cla</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sleep.<br /><br />Hopefully by thi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s time next year I'll be fre</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sh back from Japan and ready to take on another year of hard work and the impending move.<br /><br />Now while I know thi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s year will be a hard one, I hope with all my </span><span style="font-family: arial;">strength that we will pa</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s thi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s year </span><span style="font-family: arial;">safely like every other one.<br /><br />Freelance i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s like my </span><span style="font-family: arial;">second full time job, but hey, if one year of hard work tran</span><span style="font-family: arial;">slate</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s to 2 week</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s of Japan, I'm all for it.<br /><br />Finger</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s cro</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sed and wi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sh me luck.<br /><br />Wi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">sh I have more time to blog too... T.T<br /><br />Nothing exciting happening anytime </span><span style="font-family: arial;">soon, but that'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s great...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><em style="font-family: arial;"></em>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-83825721616635173362009-04-04T04:10:00.002+08:002009-04-04T04:38:20.485+08:00Update Already!<span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" ><em>Listening to: Utada Hikaru - Merry Xmas Mr. Lawrence - FYI</em></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" ><em>Feeling: Troubled</em></span><br /><em style="font-family: arial;"></em><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">It's been</span> <span style="font-family: arial;">such a long time </span><span style="font-family: arial;">since I've updated my blog. Many thing</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s happened like Operation Dream Hou</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se Pink Wall</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s being </span><span style="font-family: arial;">starting, went to Bangkok for the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fir</span><span style="font-family: arial;">st time, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">started </span><span style="font-family: arial;">saving for Japan for real and changing job</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s.<br /><br />I know changing job</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s at thi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s point of time might </span><span style="font-family: arial;">seem </span><span style="font-family: arial;">silly becau</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se Bintang i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s of cour</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se a much more </span><span style="font-family: arial;">stable place, but I cannot take it anymore! It'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s ju</span><span style="font-family: arial;">st </span><span style="font-family: arial;">super complacent there. I do my work for the week and waiting for another a</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s</span><span style="font-family: arial;">signment. I feel like I'm gonna be kicked out of the department at </span><span style="font-family: arial;">someone'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s whim.<br /><br />Working on my gut feeling, I took on another job offer a</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s a copywriter and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">left.<br /><br />With three week</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s of leave, I thought I can bum around but boy wa</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s I ever </span><span style="font-family: arial;">so wrong. With a few freelance job</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s under my belt, I felt a</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s thought I wa</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s doing more than I wa</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s at The Bintang. But it'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s extra income </span><span style="font-family: arial;">so I'm not complaining.<br /><br />Been </span><span style="font-family: arial;">soul </span><span style="font-family: arial;">searching whenever I had free time. Not that I had much, but I did.<br /><br />Realized that friend</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s are not what they </span><span style="font-family: arial;">seem to be.<br /><br />Realized that there i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s money to be earned everywhere but do you have the time and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">stamina to get them all?<br /><br />Realized that one per</span><span style="font-family: arial;">son'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s heaven i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s another per</span><span style="font-family: arial;">son'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s hell.<br /><br />And al</span><span style="font-family: arial;">so, mo</span><span style="font-family: arial;">st importantly, what i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s money compared to having the time to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">spend with my god</span><span style="font-family: arial;">son?<br /><br />Thi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s three week holiday did me good and without reali</span><span style="font-family: arial;">zing it, I'm </span><span style="font-family: arial;">starting work thi</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s Monday. I am </span><span style="font-family: arial;">super glad I made </span><span style="font-family: arial;">some time to go </span><span style="font-family: arial;">swimming with baby Caden before Cin and family left for Au</span><span style="font-family: arial;">stralia.<br /><br />That boy i</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s gonna grow up to be a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">super heartbreaker!<br /><br />I have yet another BFP </span><span style="font-family: arial;">shoot tomorrow. Hurt my leg during my Bukit Tabur climb<span style="font-style: italic;"> (dramatic drumroll plea</span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">se</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">)</span> when I rolled down on the trek down. Will write about that later. It'</span><span style="font-family: arial;">s 4.30 in the morning and I have to be at BU around 10am~!<br /><br />Meanwhile, ju</span><span style="font-family: arial;">st wanna </span><span style="font-family: arial;">show off that I got 100% for my Japane</span><span style="font-family: arial;">se Beginner 1 exam!<br /><br />More tomorrow~<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-144522018215302582009-02-04T03:33:00.004+08:002009-02-04T03:37:25.370+08:00Outside looking in<span style="font-family:arial;">Popo, if you're looking in on us from above do know that we are not doing well. Do know that shit has hit the fan and do know that we are missing you.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Do know that we loved you all the way till the end and until now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's just that we don't show it but that doesn't mean we don't love you. I think you know too and I think you understand.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">If they don't then it's ok but it hurts to know that they think you died alone. You did not. Like how you are with us now, we were with you.<br /><br /><br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-75211282850497568132009-02-04T03:20:00.004+08:002009-02-04T03:32:59.869+08:00My December<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Princess Mononoke soundtrack</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Is there anything to look forward to anymore?<br /></em></span><em style="font-family: arial;"></em><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Dear all</span><span style="font-family:arial;">,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's been a long time since I last blogged and boy had it been a crazy one. I think nothing can describe 'crazy' apart from the word shit. This must be as bad as it can get.<br /><br />First off a friend of mine jumped and died. From what god knows...<br /><br />Then my grandma's condition worsened. Then two months down the road, she went peacefully in her sleep. Well, at the very least she went in her sleep peacefully.<br /><br />Then my favourite grand aunty went too.<br /><br />All this within two months.<br /><br />Wait, it gets better.<br /><br />Problems with money, bills, dad and extended family.<br /><br />Money earned from extra work goes straight somewhere else. I can just forget Japan NOW.<br /><br />I wonder somehow now if there is a god. And if there is, what did we do to deserve this? I question my very existence.<br /><br />If this continues, is there even a reason to live anymore? There is nothing to look forward to, nothing to celebrate.<br /><br />I just feel so damn tired. I hate this part right here...<br /><br />And I hope the only way is up from now onwards...<br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-81781295325528725562009-02-02T13:17:00.002+08:002009-02-02T13:21:00.760+08:0025<span style="font-family:arial;">Just for the sake of updating...<br /><br />1. I prefer soft pastel pink to just pink.<br /><br />2. I will drive the extra mile to get to Burger King.<br /><br />3. My obsession with manga started off with Dragon Ball but somehow I am not too excited to watch the movie version of it.<br /><br />4. I don't like watching TV.<br /><br />5. I have a few books waiting to be written.<br /><br />6. I wish I am connected to the internet 24/7.<br /><br />7. I wish I have every gadget in the world in my pocket ala Doraemon.<br /><br />8. Diamonds make me go a little weak in the knees.<br /><br />9. Pumpkin rawks!<br /><br />10. I wish to buy a house for my own and convert one of the rooms into a library (with floor length bookshelves please) filled with manga on one side and books on the other. Another room will be turned into a pink shrine.<br /><br />11. My biological clock is ticking. Just so you know....<br /><br />12. I love cooking without the veggie peeling and prep work. And I think I can be a pretty darn good cook.<br /><br />13. I am Japanese in my past live.<br /><br />14. I don't wake up until after 2pm.<br /><br />15. I love playing mahjong and can go on and on like a freaking Energizer bunny.<br /><br />16. I love my family and wish we can be a little more abnormal (like the Addams family or something)<br /><br />17. I believe in all Chinese hocus pocus.<br /><br />18. I am low maintenance.I don't eat seafood and buy expensive clothes. I just want to travel the world.<br /><br />19. I have so much junk in my room I probably need a month to clear it up.<br /><br />20. I get annoyed when people are repetitive.<br /><br />21. My dream house has pink walls and an island kitchen with an in-built oven. And (read no.10)<br /><br />22. I smoke too much for my own good.<br /><br />23. I only own 6 pairs of shoes. 2 pairs of sneakers, 3 pairs of highheels and 1 pair of flats. Out of the 6, I only wear the flats. EVERY SINGLE DAY! And out of the 6, I only bought 2 of them.<br /><br />24. I am taking Japanese language class to prepare myself for my homecoming to Japan, where I am SUPPOSED to be born in.<br /><br />25. I wish I can go on a holiday with my whole family.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:+0;"></span></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-53493989753572969982009-01-19T02:32:00.003+08:002009-01-19T02:44:58.894+08:00Wait until when?<span style="font-family: arial;">Do you know how it feels to know that someone is gone forever when you have always thought she will always be there waiting for you by the door?<br /><br />she was waiting for us all the time...<br /><br />I miss you popo. Rest in peace.<br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-37136454649438612672008-09-11T03:02:00.002+08:002008-09-11T03:08:13.542+08:00Happy Birthgay ogay...<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Landy</span> Wen - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Zhu</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sheng</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ri</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Kuai</span> Le</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Feeling: Tired & Tired</em></span><br /><em></em><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br />It's tiring to go through heartbreaks. Not my own, but others. Even though at most times we bystanders try not to get involved, it's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">inevitable that you're sucked into the middle of that nasty whirlpool of sadness.<br /><br />Especially if it's someone you're close to. I guess when you're thinking of what to say <span style="font-style: italic;">(gently now...)</span> you imagine you're in their situation too. I've been through too many to know that it's something to stay away from but yet here I am again.<br /><br />It's painful and I'm afraid.<br /><br />I should be single forever...<br /><br /><br />Happy Birthday and Happy Breakup. There is always something better out there that is better. It's just that you don't know it yet.<br /><br /></span><br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137190.post-78860852488312916502008-09-09T23:40:00.014+08:002008-09-10T00:35:44.399+08:00Fast forward 3 weeks.<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Listening to: Clazziquai Project - Fie</em></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >sta </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" ><em>(Dai</em></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >shi Dance remix)</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />Feeling: Melancholic</em></span><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><em style="font-family: arial;"></em><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br />No matter how I look at thing</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s it i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">still depre</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sing. How </span><span style="font-family:arial;">should we handle thing</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s? Can I make it for my Mecca? What i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s the </span><span style="font-family:arial;">situation now? It'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s a blank canva</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s of confu</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sion.<br /><br />Pu</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shing the depre</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sion to the back of my mind (in </span><span style="font-family:arial;">some culture</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s, thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s often labeled a</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s 'running away from reality') I had </span><span style="font-family:arial;">some fun over the pa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st three week</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">...<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5AzKUEAQbCRQXyTXUSBzMZcsiFKOfRefViMDGhwREzLZOcEmdorKkyeIyuPIVLjrxw2k6l7eKK-z0zKCsFrS-vmmIEdL4sCQd7GeDNuhSHVDd3Niy5LpXUKgM_QUix6yDsnWGPA/s1600-h/n605042398_968435_7833.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5AzKUEAQbCRQXyTXUSBzMZcsiFKOfRefViMDGhwREzLZOcEmdorKkyeIyuPIVLjrxw2k6l7eKK-z0zKCsFrS-vmmIEdL4sCQd7GeDNuhSHVDd3Niy5LpXUKgM_QUix6yDsnWGPA/s400/n605042398_968435_7833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244052398817368530" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br />We went white water rafting in Gopeng. I promi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">se you thi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s i</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s the be</span><span style="font-family:arial;">st anger management/</span><span style="font-family:arial;">stre</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">therapy anyone can get. I </span><span style="font-family:arial;">screamed my heart out and came home a</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s tired a</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s a dog. Had a great night'</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sleep.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6I1jK5WX5zAuldA9T7WNSXfuCrCbOBuvpImn5NvBYH63Q7jT1hAo_b0SS4LM12iTjXcsVghm45KY-WVaiLzqG0pGIWbCpiVs-ei25SMw0ZR1FNn3YGpkdnyNL0j476VjP21GcA/s1600-h/n605042398_968436_8800.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6I1jK5WX5zAuldA9T7WNSXfuCrCbOBuvpImn5NvBYH63Q7jT1hAo_b0SS4LM12iTjXcsVghm45KY-WVaiLzqG0pGIWbCpiVs-ei25SMw0ZR1FNn3YGpkdnyNL0j476VjP21GcA/s400/n605042398_968436_8800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053067323685618" border="0" /></a> <a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-y1THi9bPwTzoa_iBApJwlW9kasg02YpRYB7u_qpn_YLMARDlp1vWAW4YWKhJgYIE-p2B8DZAXtaZ3l7HYDPSKnzGMHqqDPpeCheb0d6lzBt6NstAmTNiY4NSa8V0fvzotb9h7w/s1600-h/n605042398_968438_3307.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-y1THi9bPwTzoa_iBApJwlW9kasg02YpRYB7u_qpn_YLMARDlp1vWAW4YWKhJgYIE-p2B8DZAXtaZ3l7HYDPSKnzGMHqqDPpeCheb0d6lzBt6NstAmTNiY4NSa8V0fvzotb9h7w/s400/n605042398_968438_3307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053072469692306" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">But let me warn you that water might be </span><span style="font-family:arial;">spla</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shed around. It wa</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s fun though me and Fun went with a bunch of people we don't know except for Jae Han. Woot</span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" >s!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I al</span><span style="font-family:arial;">so went for the Complete 5 BMW drive two week</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s back.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUAaPeoxEMPC5Ipl3ITIgyJwUWIVCTrmddCbI4ibPcidJOKwC8LdSU7bTL2FekvWdcZU7iVgOUvTv7cMPkCRlj5mtK321pbvPFLwnEX55MS87CWkSuaBkE04pK6Hi9IcJROfC0Pg/s1600-h/n670161663_795236_5883.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUAaPeoxEMPC5Ipl3ITIgyJwUWIVCTrmddCbI4ibPcidJOKwC8LdSU7bTL2FekvWdcZU7iVgOUvTv7cMPkCRlj5mtK321pbvPFLwnEX55MS87CWkSuaBkE04pK6Hi9IcJROfC0Pg/s400/n670161663_795236_5883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244055396179960802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">We drove the X5 and the 5 </span><span style="font-family:arial;">serie</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s, naturally.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5WDViQI7N8SVQcKT7ar9A-w3wEGWpNbFFOc93dHAV6WQIUMJfD4vTsWZt-6z4SKfSIkddgJtWQ-eAKSxrF08tOUq4mBy-c_i8Iz8HeABZIPLBJc7bjioX4AMUfKEvWTffF4cmtw/s1600-h/n670161663_795306_4063.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5WDViQI7N8SVQcKT7ar9A-w3wEGWpNbFFOc93dHAV6WQIUMJfD4vTsWZt-6z4SKfSIkddgJtWQ-eAKSxrF08tOUq4mBy-c_i8Iz8HeABZIPLBJc7bjioX4AMUfKEvWTffF4cmtw/s400/n670161663_795306_4063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244055398192664306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Drove on beautiful road</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s I never knew exi</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sted.</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz08z2iBJhc8j_sePvQ0xHtz7icGbccQkuzmmVhLeIQGF6O8HJA8fZkMykzLF9nctg5HRzGOHiqdQRRMQXUCVb5uTiFE-6b8gOL7mAFf1YdjPuPNIB-f1xb9zci1OXJ15_0ttyfg/s1600-h/n670161663_795333_7159.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz08z2iBJhc8j_sePvQ0xHtz7icGbccQkuzmmVhLeIQGF6O8HJA8fZkMykzLF9nctg5HRzGOHiqdQRRMQXUCVb5uTiFE-6b8gOL7mAFf1YdjPuPNIB-f1xb9zci1OXJ15_0ttyfg/s400/n670161663_795333_7159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244056638202303842" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">Witne</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s</span><span style="font-family:arial;">sed the beauty of nature from air.<br /><br /></span> <a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfgk65dxdr2U5a60EWQNsYKSZCNsrU_K6nvtQQs87gCDzOZlBxSImIkdr_u0q5RQ_HBe1rWDCL11Br8IGIJ_FjYoc9WxzI9Xntq1Ahc9f-k_zhdEC2kw7y8FrzYIrUgo03dz-8Q/s1600-h/n670161663_795338_3445.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfgk65dxdr2U5a60EWQNsYKSZCNsrU_K6nvtQQs87gCDzOZlBxSImIkdr_u0q5RQ_HBe1rWDCL11Br8IGIJ_FjYoc9WxzI9Xntq1Ahc9f-k_zhdEC2kw7y8FrzYIrUgo03dz-8Q/s400/n670161663_795338_3445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244056644977742354" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">Roughed it out at the Four </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sea</span><span style="font-family:arial;">son</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s Langkawi.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG_bzYEWrfNEGo47hbCeK5dy2TkUlQKSeBXbcl5WhIGWlQWFxhOhTSqnK4rTsENm3A-DKCBHAigxRgGZoxGMMmZE3afdNNgiODh1uGptzlEPERppJmTGSLrsRDeuLMjfPv00oyhg/s1600-h/n670161663_795384_5270.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG_bzYEWrfNEGo47hbCeK5dy2TkUlQKSeBXbcl5WhIGWlQWFxhOhTSqnK4rTsENm3A-DKCBHAigxRgGZoxGMMmZE3afdNNgiODh1uGptzlEPERppJmTGSLrsRDeuLMjfPv00oyhg/s400/n670161663_795384_5270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244056648745711634" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Magnificently </span><span style="font-family:arial;">showered like a queen in the outdoor bath in the room (in the Four </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sea</span><span style="font-family:arial;">son</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s)<br /><br /></span> <a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-YePHVBfRP20RWJOKycRH2q-s1d9n9eTmToLeaqfeAxOC8XefocV737WP32ankRgIBDuPkmI5NXeVzMixmlahbW-9PJiOoGrb1u4iCCaruwsHVuUo_qVCxNYBEX5RFjmQfXm-Q/s1600-h/n670161663_795418_955.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-YePHVBfRP20RWJOKycRH2q-s1d9n9eTmToLeaqfeAxOC8XefocV737WP32ankRgIBDuPkmI5NXeVzMixmlahbW-9PJiOoGrb1u4iCCaruwsHVuUo_qVCxNYBEX5RFjmQfXm-Q/s400/n670161663_795418_955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244056652542284050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Did a Pari</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s and Nicole <span style="font-style: italic;">(again)</span> and enjoyed life on a mega yacht.</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:arial;" ><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBwxpWIfrrSC7gHwFNk4pdRjjWWu7CvWrYnAOH2bqziepFET-rYGIUGzGth0tzMiaPIcsLhvxODuVEOAHJSNpIQWWcJfVfQVADRIQd3kW46KK6KlNHJ-zsKGxx1k-h8eJyX8XJXw/s1600-h/n670161663_810462_2955.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBwxpWIfrrSC7gHwFNk4pdRjjWWu7CvWrYnAOH2bqziepFET-rYGIUGzGth0tzMiaPIcsLhvxODuVEOAHJSNpIQWWcJfVfQVADRIQd3kW46KK6KlNHJ-zsKGxx1k-h8eJyX8XJXw/s400/n670161663_810462_2955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244056650909152082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Had a </span><span style="font-family:arial;">spla</span><span style="font-family:arial;">shing time on the banana boat.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8wS9-rGVDTdldDtH4cJEB9UwrjldJYcvOzlIN-HlfAcTTcXu5q8YPzvGodaW3NCQBU9XUbRp7lT4xBPoa4bSfVpp_Z5ZFNCssb1jCZ6qcnH4QRUGQtdeDFbmSC-PHZveb6BVwg/s1600-h/n670161663_795474_3242.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8wS9-rGVDTdldDtH4cJEB9UwrjldJYcvOzlIN-HlfAcTTcXu5q8YPzvGodaW3NCQBU9XUbRp7lT4xBPoa4bSfVpp_Z5ZFNCssb1jCZ6qcnH4QRUGQtdeDFbmSC-PHZveb6BVwg/s400/n670161663_795474_3242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244059434721484050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Watching the beautiful </span><span style="font-family:arial;">sun </span><span style="font-family:arial;">set while I enjoyed my dinner.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-KeGaGSdKAhR08bPzjIzHwXrSMYcQ07tL8Qg1AZDksZ_pAKyHYlzycq233igxzbu1ePlr-JrsCNxc_ZLcPGPjAAawwGfox7mzJbIdRs6nK8h8C7gi-nqFZ4Ilkt4w4gbRu20adg/s1600-h/Picture+098.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-KeGaGSdKAhR08bPzjIzHwXrSMYcQ07tL8Qg1AZDksZ_pAKyHYlzycq233igxzbu1ePlr-JrsCNxc_ZLcPGPjAAawwGfox7mzJbIdRs6nK8h8C7gi-nqFZ4Ilkt4w4gbRu20adg/s400/Picture+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244059439304198498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Cam-whored with my </span><span style="font-family:arial;">si</span><span style="font-family:arial;">ster one weekend.<br /><br />Yeap. My life in 3 </span><span style="font-family:arial;">short week</span><span style="font-family:arial;">s. More </span><span style="font-family:arial;">soon!<br /><br /><br /></span>Pinkityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01630294023266300675noreply@blogger.com1