<?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-38395546</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:03:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*N O R A*~~]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1335274538337299279</id><published>2009-11-18T09:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:12:45.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*~~love makes the world go round*~~</title><content type='html'>[I] have been super busy with the preparation of the NE.mation 4 that i seriously didn't have the time to blog...I really miss blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]any things have happened recently...people are killing themselves, people ACCIDENTALLY killed themselves...it is pretty upsetting to see people who can't see the big picture when things go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Was i the cause of all this "bad karma"&lt;br /&gt;2) Since i have make a big mistake, am I am able to work hard to fix it&lt;br /&gt;3) If I really can't fix it on my own, can I look for help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]ee...if you think big, you get positive thinking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update our NYP set-up picture end of the week...see you all folks ~mauck~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1335274538337299279?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1335274538337299279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1335274538337299279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1335274538337299279' title='*~~love makes the world go round*~~'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7239497777187325835</id><published>2009-08-31T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:25:25.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD DOES EXIST!!!</title><content type='html'>A man went to a barbershop&lt;br /&gt;To have his hair cut and his beard trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;As the barber began to work,&lt;br /&gt;They began to have a good conversation...&lt;br /&gt;They talked about so many things and various subjects.&lt;br /&gt;When they eventually touched on the subject of God,&lt;br /&gt;The barber said,  'I don't believe that God exists.'&lt;br /&gt;'Why do you say that?' asked the customer.&lt;br /&gt;'Well,' reply the barber, 'you just have to go out in the street&lt;br /&gt;To realize that God doesn't exist.'&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, if God exists,&lt;br /&gt;Would there be so many sick people?&lt;br /&gt;Would there be abandoned children? If God existed,&lt;br /&gt;There would be neither suffering nor pain.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a loving God Who would allow all of these things.'&lt;br /&gt;The customer thought for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;But didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument...&lt;br /&gt;The barber finished his job&lt;br /&gt;And the customer left the shop.&lt;br /&gt;Just after he left the barbershop,&lt;br /&gt;He saw a man in the street with long, stringy,&lt;br /&gt;Dirty hair and an untrimmed beard.&lt;br /&gt;He looked dirty and unkempt...&lt;br /&gt;The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again&lt;br /&gt;And he said to the barber,&lt;br /&gt;'You know what? Barbers do not exist.'&lt;br /&gt;'How can you say that?' Asked the surprised barber.&lt;br /&gt; 'I am here, and I am a barber...&lt;br /&gt;And I just worked on you!'&lt;br /&gt;'No!' the customer exclaimed...&lt;br /&gt;'Barbers don't exist because if they did,&lt;br /&gt;There would be no people with dirty long hair&lt;br /&gt;And untrimmed beards, like that man outside.'&lt;br /&gt;'Ah, but barbers DO exist!&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when people do not come to me.'&lt;br /&gt;'Exactly!' affirmed the customer.&lt;br /&gt;'That's the point! God, too, DOES exist!&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when people&lt;br /&gt;Do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help.&lt;br /&gt;That's why there's so much pain&lt;br /&gt;And suffering in the world.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7239497777187325835?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7239497777187325835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7239497777187325835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7239497777187325835' title='GOD DOES EXIST!!!'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5497852779062425138</id><published>2009-07-10T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:59:01.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*A Return is Requested - Breakfast at McDonald's*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A very touching story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.&lt;br /&gt;The last class I had to take was Sociology.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher  was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human  being had been graced with.&lt;br /&gt;Her last  project of the term was called, 'Smile.'&lt;br /&gt;The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their  reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning...It was just  our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were  standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my  husband did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I did not  move an inch ... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and there standing  behind me were two poor homeless men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As I looked  down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was 'smiling'. His beautiful  sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for  acceptance. He said,  'Good day' as he counted the few coins he had been  clutching. The second  man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the  second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his  salvation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I held my tears as I stood there  with them. The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, 'Coffee is all Miss'  because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the  restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be  warm).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then I really felt it - the  compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate  tray. I then walked around the corner to  the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in  his eyes, and said, 'Thank you.' I leaned over, began to pat his  hand and said, 'I did not do this for you. God is here working through  me to give you hope.' I started to cry as I walked away  to join my husband and son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When I sat down my husband smiled at me and  said, 'That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me; hope...' We held hands for a moment and at  that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given  were we able to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We are not church goers, but we  are believers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That day showed me the pure Light  of God's sweet love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I returned to college, on the last  evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in 'my project' and the  instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said,  'Can I share this?' I slowly nodded as she got the  attention of the class. She began to read and that is when  I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. In my own way I had touched the  people at McDonald's, my son, the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a  college student. I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNCONDITIONAL LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5497852779062425138?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5497852779062425138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5497852779062425138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5497852779062425138' title='[~~*A Return is Requested - Breakfast at McDonald&apos;s*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-775752296812839983</id><published>2009-06-24T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:21:22.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*resign or not*~~]</title><content type='html'>[W]hat do you do if you love the job you have? You love the job scope, the enivornment, the bosses and even the location. Everything is perfect that you wouldn't mind working there all your life until you get old and have a million kids running around you. You smile after a tiring yet fruitful day. You never have to drag yourself up every morning to go to work and even if you have to work early or do Overtime, you're still happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do? You'll stay on in the company right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[N]ow let's add a few disadvantage to the all-too-good-to-be-true picture from above. The above stays ALMOST the same. The difference is that the people whom you work with, also known as your colleagues, are always having fun, talking and joking with each other. You try to fit in and have conversations with them but they are either not interested or the topic is boring and dry(work lah, what you doing after work lah etc...). However, they seem to laugh about everything and can have a simple yet fun conversation over oat breakfast or stuff like that. When they want to get breakfast from the coffee shop, everyone wants and can tag along but when you want to go, the excuse is that too many people go, bosses not happy. You realise that every time they talk, you are always quiet. Lunch is eaten with absolute silence for you and you only. This has made you drag feet to work, leave office when the clock strikes 6pm and look forward to teaching kids only so that you can break your own silence. You wonder what problems lies with you. You blame yourself and pull your self-esteem with it. You no longer know who you are because you are so lowly that to speak is a crime or just to make a fool out of yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do now? Will you leave or will you stay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-775752296812839983?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/775752296812839983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/775752296812839983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#775752296812839983' title='[~~*resign or not*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7750720546587693472</id><published>2009-06-23T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:55:00.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*when will it all end*~~]</title><content type='html'>He asked me a question last night...&lt;br /&gt;And I could not answer him...&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you still holding on to this relationship?"&lt;br /&gt;I kept quiet, I fake quietness...&lt;br /&gt;But inside, deep inside, it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I still love him?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it because I'm afraid to let go.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do not wish to be lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Because I am lonely everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;Home, work, church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home, the place of love and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;But all I hear is the screams of anger,&lt;br /&gt;The tone of dissatisfaction, discontentment&lt;br /&gt;Orders of a army camp within four walls&lt;br /&gt;The only love is when money is shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, a place where money comes&lt;br /&gt;The joy of children's laughters and smiles&lt;br /&gt;Yet the people whom you call colleagues or friends,&lt;br /&gt;Are always having fun and talking to each other!&lt;br /&gt;Yet you wonder why your always so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church, the holy of holy place&lt;br /&gt;Where God is the center of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Yet the gossips and judgements never ends&lt;br /&gt;And the christ-like are nothing but mask&lt;br /&gt;Where can you find a true face of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I wonder in my journey&lt;br /&gt;I wonder in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I wonder in my readings&lt;br /&gt;Is my existence a pain to others and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is all that surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;Death is all I'm looking forward&lt;br /&gt;Death is the day when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;And all the sadness will be gone&lt;br /&gt;But will anyone be there at my death...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7750720546587693472?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7750720546587693472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7750720546587693472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7750720546587693472' title='[~~*when will it all end*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1957541326850654095</id><published>2009-06-22T11:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:55:56.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*breaking apart*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[T]here so many sadness and I want to share it with him…my problems at home, my problems at work, my problems at church…but I can’t share it with him because every problem I tell him, makes him dislike them even more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m so sad inside…having him is like no longer having him…I don’t feel like marrying him anymore…how can I be with someone whom I can’t share my joy and sufferings…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m keeping my distance from him…I won’t talk with him, I won’t go out with him…I don’t even want to celebrate my birthday with him…It’s like I don’t even know him anymore…after what happened last Monday…it seems I can never tell him how I feel anymore, what is on my mind or what I am doing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[E]verything that is important to him I have to accept...but all the things that are important to me he does not like and if I ask him to accept, I am forcing him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L]osing all my dignity for him, becoming his pet...agreeing to everything he says and keeping quiet when his angry...his temper and anger is getting more frequent...and I am not allowed to be sad or angry or show my anger...I am just like a pig in the cage ready to get slaughter anytime now...I just some strength to stand up on my own two feet and run away from him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anymore love between us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1957541326850654095?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1957541326850654095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1957541326850654095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1957541326850654095' title='[~~*breaking apart*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4201435705230277476</id><published>2009-06-12T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:50:04.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Not letting go...*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I]s it too dependent... Is it insecurity... Is it fear of loneliness... Is it the lost of self... Or is it just some selfish reasons???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4201435705230277476?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4201435705230277476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4201435705230277476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4201435705230277476' title='[~~*Not letting go...*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4809175059665394150</id><published>2009-06-09T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:38:36.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*brace yourselves*~~]</title><content type='html'>[F]inally got braces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Si3Kg84JOjI/AAAAAAAAAz8/fjA14LX3NAY/s1600-h/IMG_8921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Si3Kg84JOjI/AAAAAAAAAz8/fjA14LX3NAY/s320/IMG_8921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345151000204884530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Si3KgzxQIjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4TYidaOehMA/s1600-h/IMG_8926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Si3KgzxQIjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4TYidaOehMA/s320/IMG_8926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345150997760057906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Si3KggCgbtI/AAAAAAAAAzs/G1_TD0n_67U/s1600-h/IMG_8927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Si3KggCgbtI/AAAAAAAAAzs/G1_TD0n_67U/s320/IMG_8927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345150992463720146" 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/38395546-4809175059665394150?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4809175059665394150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4809175059665394150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4809175059665394150' title='[~~*brace yourselves*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Si3Kg84JOjI/AAAAAAAAAz8/fjA14LX3NAY/s72-c/IMG_8921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8726008309480189328</id><published>2009-05-31T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:42:31.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*catch me if you can*~~]</title><content type='html'>[H]ad a lot to catch up with....*sigh*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[D]riving lessons are driving crazy...I got so nervous during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-test that i could not park, forgot about safety checks, mount kerbs, roll down the slopes and all kinds of stupid mistakes...how to go for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt; like this....argh..............but driving auto is so much easier....damn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; up with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; the other day for dinner and shopping...ended up with shopping and dinner...We couldn't stop laughing when we found out we were wearing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exact&lt;/span&gt; same bra at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exact&lt;/span&gt; same day...*laughs*...the irony of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] didn't make it for Amanda's farewell dinner...my legs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; talking no more...went straight home for a long long sleep...even missed out on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;camelia's&lt;/span&gt; run...sorry people...I was just too tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P]&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;entecost&lt;/span&gt; went well...I was just happy that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt; Xian came...Love you for it so so so so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eeting&lt;/span&gt; up with 1J later at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt;...haven seen the sun for a really long time...but not as long as seeing my good old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;frenz&lt;/span&gt; again...it will be great to see who has changed into what...at least i know I've put on lots of weight...haha...post back later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8726008309480189328?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8726008309480189328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8726008309480189328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8726008309480189328' title='[~~*catch me if you can*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7019137952444199355</id><published>2009-04-29T10:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:29:35.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*another failure*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;[T]his song best describe my feelings to you right now...&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;How much I never want to let you go&lt;br /&gt;This pain in me is unbearable...it hurts so much...I am lost and confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;If only you were there to show me the way &amp;amp; comfort me like you always do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Janice - Never Let You GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rain just never seems to bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The joy I feel the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everlasting pain of my loss remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart can’t seem to learn to part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hold you left you mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All that I dreamed of now it seems so stark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Though I told myself won’t hold my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a part of me was dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is nothing left for me to do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Live my life without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you know I’d never let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The way you left me on the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don’t know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember everything of that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can’t believe we’d never dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just need one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To share the sunset our one last romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Though I told myself won’t hold my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a part of me was dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is nothing left for me to do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Live my life without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you know I’d never let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Live my life without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you know I’d never let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7019137952444199355?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7019137952444199355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7019137952444199355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#7019137952444199355' title='[~~*another failure*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-95309385901140834</id><published>2009-03-31T17:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:12:39.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*photo update*~~]</title><content type='html'>[W]ent prawning 2 days ago on Sunday with Daniel &amp;amp; Kathy...it was pretty fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolxaVN6I/AAAAAAAAAxg/dD8_xKS4Q-k/s1600-h/P1050550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolxaVN6I/AAAAAAAAAxg/dD8_xKS4Q-k/s320/P1050550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319288370517850018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolivM-LI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7ozrLfMx6mg/s1600-h/P1050555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolivM-LI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7ozrLfMx6mg/s320/P1050555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319288366578858162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolvvya8I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Lo4_z8rR3pg/s1600-h/P1050557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolvvya8I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Lo4_z8rR3pg/s320/P1050557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319288370070973378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolBDQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAxI/uTojCT4v_mU/s1600-h/P1050561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolBDQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAxI/uTojCT4v_mU/s320/P1050561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319288357536200066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad a company dinner on 18 march to celebrate Ellery, Grace, Joshua &amp;amp; Shiling's birthday... Ate at this placed called Miss Clarity Cafe...pretty cute place (really pink and all...) and the food was fantastic! It was a special menu set by Chef Jonathan because he is a good friend of El...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfyHVDAVI/AAAAAAAAAxA/nee3fS9_0IE/s1600-h/P1050469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfyHVDAVI/AAAAAAAAAxA/nee3fS9_0IE/s320/P1050469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278686955045202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Lobster Bisque With Brie Cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: The lobster bisque being absorbed into the bread and cheese giving it an intense flavor to the taste buds. Smooth down the throat with a touch of sweetness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfyG6XrGI/AAAAAAAAAw4/7jvZTf7aa0o/s1600-h/P1050474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfyG6XrGI/AAAAAAAAAw4/7jvZTf7aa0o/s320/P1050474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278686843153506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;French Escargot backed in garlic butter sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: Easy to remove escargots and tasty too. Its smooth and buttery ...very good for people who hasn't eaten snails. Just think of it as eating Fish 'N' Co's butter garlic mussels...oh,the little crystals under the escargots are salt crystals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfyIqxOUI/AAAAAAAAAww/ILxJdUPauUU/s1600-h/P1050480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfyIqxOUI/AAAAAAAAAww/ILxJdUPauUU/s320/P1050480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278687314590018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Beetroot was baked in a salted crust-like cave for hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: The beetroot was very soft yet hard at the same time...like cutting through potato, but felt like fish meat in your mouth...no taste of beetroot at all...healthy dish filled with goodness for those who hate the taste of beetroots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfxggaNMI/AAAAAAAAAwo/PwFXvHPjBiI/s1600-h/P1050483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfxggaNMI/AAAAAAAAAwo/PwFXvHPjBiI/s320/P1050483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278676533720258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Eggs were placed in a sachet and cooked over very low fire for 2 hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: The egg yolk was a solid yet soft finish. The good ones look really nice...those eggs that were not cooked enough looked a lot like soft-boiled eggs. I was tempted to add soy and pepper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfQH6bo3I/AAAAAAAAAwg/I0rWFOSKhTQ/s1600-h/P1050488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfQH6bo3I/AAAAAAAAAwg/I0rWFOSKhTQ/s320/P1050488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278102996296562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Salmon packed into vacuum packs and cooked for 6 hours in the oven under low heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="photocaption"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result...soft, juicy, delicious salmon with no seasoning. Just it's own natural delicious taste. Even the cauliflower was soft and tasty...yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfPzGTUrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LZM_Mr5Ovmk/s1600-h/P1050490+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfPzGTUrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LZM_Mr5Ovmk/s320/P1050490+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278097408938674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Beef was cooked under low heat until medium-rare...The potato was lightly salted and roasted very nicely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: The perfect medium rare quality. Cooked on the outside but still red inside without the overflowing bloody mess...Potato was fantastically soft on the inside yet covered with a chewy skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfPjDdj7I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/2QMdkr9shHw/s1600-h/P1050510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfPjDdj7I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/2QMdkr9shHw/s320/P1050510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278093102059442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Cream, hazelnut mousse and chocolate ice-cream top with icing sugar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: Rich and creamy, very filling for a dessert. The ice-cream is home-made...take a bite of the ice-cream, you'll instantly feel it's much colder than any ice-cream you have ever tasted...very unique...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]ought a very nice and delicious cake from the shop...and had 29 candles for all 4 of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfPZO_o5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/MsN-cmbs16g/s1600-h/P1050499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfPZO_o5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/MsN-cmbs16g/s320/P1050499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278090466075538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before editing.....boring and mono-tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfOlVCgPI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nN2W28ijR88/s1600-h/Thoughts_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHfOlVCgPI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nN2W28ijR88/s320/Thoughts_edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319278076532785394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After editing...adding a few laughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-95309385901140834?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/95309385901140834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/95309385901140834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#95309385901140834' title='[~~*photo update*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SdHolxaVN6I/AAAAAAAAAxg/dD8_xKS4Q-k/s72-c/P1050550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5352081257435060877</id><published>2009-03-20T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:10:06.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*yet another negative blog*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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But at other times when I don’t think she is the most wonderful person, she can really be very demanding… Last night when I was falling asleep, I heard her screaming at the top of her voice… Putting down my brother and sister, saying things like how stupid and useless they are, comparing them to other children, complaining how she should not have gave birth to them and so on…it started out with the way my brother and sister were sitting(boy like girl, girl like boy) and she went on and on…never realizing the impact she is putting in them…their self-esteem put down, calling them stupid and useless and making them think they are, comparing them to others and making them feel inferior…these are the kind of words that drive them to be negative thinking people… they were soon want to be like their peers, and if they do follow the wrong peers, lead them into traps they can never get out of…I am sometimes worried that my siblings may turn out like me…and I don’t want that for them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]hen I think of all the negative thoughts that runs through my brain 24/7, I actually realize the impact she had on me when I was young…and this has brought me up, having bad thoughts of myself, being inferior to others, and always the slaves of others… sometimes it’s so bad you feel like the world is meaningless because all the negative thoughts just make you feel this way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]nd now, I have this resentment in office…everyone just dislike me…everything that everyone does is always accepted by everyone else but whatever I do is always wrong… If an argument arose, I am always the one who is trying to pick a fight, etc, never the one who is trying to defend herself, trying hard to make everyone to stop treating me like I am stupid or a brainless person… that maybe I am better than them in certain things that I have been doing all my life… I observe a lot, and I know how people react to certain things… but sometimes when it’s their job, they think that only their ways are the best…well let it be. I am tired of helping people and not being appreciated. I am tired of giving experience advice but ignored… I am tired of being ignored in this company… Since nobody likes me, then so be it… Since people always put their frustration on me but never on others, so be it…I rather be somewhere else where people actually treat me like a human and listens to me…I am so fed-up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] admit I do have my flaws. But doesn’t anyone else have it? How come they only pin-point me and never others… Why am I always the target…? Why is it that when I am hurt and I retaliated in the same way they treated me, it is always my fault… Why is it that when people are at fault, nobody says anything but when I do, everyone finds fault in me…Why is it that everyone clicks but I am always out-cast? Am I really a difficult person to be around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5352081257435060877?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5352081257435060877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5352081257435060877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5352081257435060877' title='[~~*yet another negative blog*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4733526527723497413</id><published>2009-03-12T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:47:32.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredvilla</title><content type='html'>[A]ll alone in office...everyone is either on-leave or out for meeting...bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4733526527723497413?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4733526527723497413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4733526527723497413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#4733526527723497413' title='Boredvilla'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1292947101023426693</id><published>2009-02-16T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:33:43.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[S]o drained...so sleepy...i need my bed...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1292947101023426693?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1292947101023426693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1292947101023426693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#1292947101023426693' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5460771088342281512</id><published>2009-02-05T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:59:02.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Death draws near*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] am in a super low mood. No mood to work. No mood to please anybody. No mood to do anything. I am feeling deep down in the pits right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] really don’t understand some things. How is it that people can always be so happy and yet I can never be happy? How come everyone has something to talk about yet when they are with me, there is absolutely nothing to say or talk about? Am I a very boring person? Am I very hard to communicate with me? Is it because I am ugly, fat or short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]ome people say I am rude. Some people say I am boring. Some people say they can’t click with me. Some people say they don’t know what to say. Some people say they just didn’t spent time with me. Some people say it’s my character. Everybody has something to say about me. Am I really such a terrible person, so unlikable, so unlovable, so horrible, so…so…so…bad that I am not worth to love or be liked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] am not asking much. Just want to fit in. Just want to be happy. Just needs to be love. Just want to be like. But in order to get loved, to be liked, I have to change, change, change. Everybody wants me to change. Everything about me has something to change. Everybody has an ideal thinking of how I should be before they can accept me. Because everything I do is wrong. Everything I say is wrong. Does this answer me question – Am I so unlikable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]aybe this life is not worth trying so hard to be happy. Maybe if I’m gone, everyone will have a better life. Maybe I am just an obstruction to happiness for the people I know. I might be the answer to this world peace that people are wishing for. If I’m gone, this world peace will finally come to light. There will be no more wars, no more death, because world peace is presence through my death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]y mission in life is…not to have this life of mine. But I am afraid. I am afraid of death. But am I being selfish to this world by being afraid to die? Is it because of my selfishness that makes everyone not like me, not want to be my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]aybe I should stop being selfish…and end it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5460771088342281512?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5460771088342281512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5460771088342281512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#5460771088342281512' title='[~~*Death draws near*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2827434786441317951</id><published>2008-11-29T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T14:47:46.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*NTU week 2*~~]</title><content type='html'>[B]een pretty stuck at NTU for the past 2 weeks... Stuck but happy... the students are a bunch of fun...and of course, stress... Life will be boring without stress and fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[~~*Dinner with the NJC &amp;amp; YJC students...at Pizza Hut*~~] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikwB7bmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/VELOZUO_BKc/s1600-h/P1040955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273964284647009890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikwB7bmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/VELOZUO_BKc/s320/P1040955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*The Meat people*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273964289257556418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDilBNKycI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/rJkBAlb13rE/s320/P1040960.jpg" border="0" /&gt; [~~*The Vege person...haha...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;please don't ever make me one&lt;/span&gt;*~~]&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273964568580576418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDi1Rw91KI/AAAAAAAAAvY/sAub780BOlk/s320/P1040961.jpg" border="0" /&gt; [~~*poor chicken...*~~]&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273967093345623938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDlIPP3H4I/AAAAAAAAAvo/8OYgMjiWBMg/s320/P1040956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P]oor Wei Siong...was his birthday yesterday...but seems more like his horrifying day...got gang wrapped, leg hair waxed by duct tape, marker signatures of Animagine staff on his feet...and a beautiful cake at his on his feet...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikfdym5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/KeEt6H4osfk/s1600-h/P1040952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273964280200469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikfdym5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/KeEt6H4osfk/s320/P1040952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ent for a wedding dinner with ZhiXian &amp;amp; family last saturday...turned out really scary...this lady fell off the stair and hit her head real bad...really bad...blood was flowing from her head and Zhi Xian had to give first-aid to her until help arrived...hope she is alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikUUoIkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/SDUV-cDL-yo/s1600-h/P1040923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273964277209244226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikUUoIkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/SDUV-cDL-yo/s320/P1040923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Shine Shine looked damn cute...*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikA9Dt4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/oiDA5DRlbvg/s1600-h/P1040921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273964272010114946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikA9Dt4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/oiDA5DRlbvg/s320/P1040921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2827434786441317951?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2827434786441317951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2827434786441317951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2827434786441317951' title='[~~*NTU week 2*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/STDikwB7bmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/VELOZUO_BKc/s72-c/P1040955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4863243078482094253</id><published>2008-11-14T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:43:27.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[I] just read about a horrifying news about a few minutes ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE, Nov 13, 2008 (AFP) - An apparently disturbed worker was mauled to death by three tigers at the Singapore Zoo on Thursday when he deliberately jumped into their enclosure, the zoo said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20081113/tap-singapore-animal-zoo-incident-06f3cb7.html"&gt;[~~*Attack of the White Tigers*~~]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4863243078482094253?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4863243078482094253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4863243078482094253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4863243078482094253' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6113877007687013408</id><published>2008-11-11T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:50:42.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*my new BIG wardrobe*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] finally got a new cardboard...yipee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[~~*this was my old cardboard...damn cramp with everything thing just dumped inside*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267376095902552210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SRl6psan0JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/_QrkMGP-8mo/s320/P1040896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[~~*unpacking to reveal my collection of Archie comics*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267376098904488050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SRl6p3mVuHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Ql6SRt0AfpU/s320/P1040899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[~~*my new ikea wardrobe...double the size, double the fun...*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267376096697314562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SRl6pvYG7QI/AAAAAAAAAjc/EUhSiwHi4Dg/s320/P1040903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[~~*clothes proudly bought from saycheezels... &lt;a href="http://saycheezels.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://saycheezels.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SRl6qDFwn9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/cr7hjfEiowU/s1600-h/P1040904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267376101989064658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SRl6qDFwn9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/cr7hjfEiowU/s320/P1040904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Taa-daa!!! My new wardrobe...looks kinda empty still...will work on that...haha*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379807733240850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SRl-BwEBVBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ql90W8nKBIk/s320/P1040905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6113877007687013408?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6113877007687013408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6113877007687013408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6113877007687013408' title='[~~*my new BIG wardrobe*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SRl6psan0JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/_QrkMGP-8mo/s72-c/P1040896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-3648010483650335179</id><published>2008-10-27T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:46:02.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*hello silent world*~~]</title><content type='html'>[A]nother month has past...another month of  ups and downs...another month of...NO UPDATES....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt; i use to be the one who updates frequently and Lin was the slacker...but now it seems like the other way round...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;[B]een doing much catching up this last month...hang out with lin and sarah for dinner and movie "House Bunny"...hang out with church friends...hang out with office frenz at Night Safari Halloween Night and family time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[S]o lazy...so tired...so sleepy...is the world ending before we know it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-3648010483650335179?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3648010483650335179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3648010483650335179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3648010483650335179' title='[~~*hello silent world*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1941164555551507155</id><published>2008-09-30T17:05:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:58:18.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Photos Update 1*~~]</title><content type='html'>[F]inally uploaded my Australia photos...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;...but it's hard to upload on crappy internet connections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] had loads of fun...took like a thousand photos (i can't upload all of them though) even though I fell sick due to some stomach virus thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*imagine a dessert bar...at a petrol kiosk!!!*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWOIdcUQbI/AAAAAAAAAi8/mAw9oDCPzqM/s1600-h/P1040294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257264416018416050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWOIdcUQbI/AAAAAAAAAi8/mAw9oDCPzqM/s320/P1040294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Doing missionary work in a small area in Mittagong*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWOIjNS9eI/AAAAAAAAAjE/XSGPfnwBE6c/s1600-h/P1040299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257264417566029282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWOIjNS9eI/AAAAAAAAAjE/XSGPfnwBE6c/s320/P1040299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWOJNK2ncI/AAAAAAAAAjM/HDQgSp1xryc/s1600-h/P1040308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257264428830072258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWOJNK2ncI/AAAAAAAAAjM/HDQgSp1xryc/s320/P1040308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMMNOsdI/AAAAAAAAAiU/gdW4XT8nIBY/s1600-h/P1040316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257261181576327634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMMNOsdI/AAAAAAAAAiU/gdW4XT8nIBY/s320/P1040316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMR56LBI/AAAAAAAAAic/Darf4gceVUs/s1600-h/P1040318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257261183105903634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMR56LBI/AAAAAAAAAic/Darf4gceVUs/s320/P1040318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Walking 9.8km ro Randwick racecourse to see the pope*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMi1fMmI/AAAAAAAAAik/Iu0AZUcalfI/s1600-h/P1040334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257261187650761314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMi1fMmI/AAAAAAAAAik/Iu0AZUcalfI/s320/P1040334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMotFqiI/AAAAAAAAAis/2paBK-Rpoio/s1600-h/P1040344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257261189226146338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLMotFqiI/AAAAAAAAAis/2paBK-Rpoio/s320/P1040344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLM4znrbI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7ge-vCqgG_w/s1600-h/P1040347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257261193548508594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWLM4znrbI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7ge-vCqgG_w/s320/P1040347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLEudo1I/AAAAAAAAAhs/GPrPxzRG0vI/s1600-h/P1040353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255664830227282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLEudo1I/AAAAAAAAAhs/GPrPxzRG0vI/s320/P1040353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Italy and Singapore NCWay photo-taking*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLUlfAsI/AAAAAAAAAh0/hT3ewkxt7bQ/s1600-h/P1040366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255669087535810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLUlfAsI/AAAAAAAAAh0/hT3ewkxt7bQ/s320/P1040366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLZTWG-I/AAAAAAAAAh8/2bIVD-qEYzk/s1600-h/P1040386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255670353632226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLZTWG-I/AAAAAAAAAh8/2bIVD-qEYzk/s320/P1040386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*random photos while walking back to our bus from Randwick racecourse*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLq_Lt8I/AAAAAAAAAiE/5C3RThH1eC4/s1600-h/P1040393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255675100903362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLq_Lt8I/AAAAAAAAAiE/5C3RThH1eC4/s320/P1040393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLmKow0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/Y6JdskZFVhw/s1600-h/P1040396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255673806766914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWGLmKow0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/Y6JdskZFVhw/s320/P1040396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Padra Pipo...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Father Pipo in italian&lt;/span&gt;*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKAaEuII/AAAAAAAAAhM/lu4VsbZnqoY/s1600-h/P1040440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257254546979469442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKAaEuII/AAAAAAAAAhM/lu4VsbZnqoY/s320/P1040440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Australia'a beach...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;doing beach side mission&lt;/span&gt;*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKKtjoGI/AAAAAAAAAhU/u0bXjCmsYIw/s1600-h/P1040448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257254549745541218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKKtjoGI/AAAAAAAAAhU/u0bXjCmsYIw/s320/P1040448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKdDvD7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/9u1aLpamCk8/s1600-h/P1040450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257254554670403506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKdDvD7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/9u1aLpamCk8/s320/P1040450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKq7QmbI/AAAAAAAAAhk/i0S4_enTFLE/s1600-h/P1040452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257254558392949170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWFKq7QmbI/AAAAAAAAAhk/i0S4_enTFLE/s320/P1040452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWESnDnp2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Gd1xTpi3EiY/s1600-h/P1040464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257253595281598306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWESnDnp2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Gd1xTpi3EiY/s320/P1040464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Singapore...truely rock man*~~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWES7Fk4hI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fEShOtVXEqA/s1600-h/P1040496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257253600658514450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWES7Fk4hI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fEShOtVXEqA/s320/P1040496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*lunch on our free day...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;left to right: John, John's grandnephew, John's niece, Fransisco, Alphonsous, Matt, Jocelyn, Me, Joyce&lt;/span&gt;*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWETL83V3I/AAAAAAAAAgs/53xA9wItPP8/s1600-h/P1040508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257253605185378162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWETL83V3I/AAAAAAAAAgs/53xA9wItPP8/s320/P1040508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*lebanese desserts...yummy*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWETOZ5N8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/8NeUQxy1Nt8/s1600-h/P1040509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257253605844006850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWETOZ5N8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/8NeUQxy1Nt8/s320/P1040509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWETd6kqkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FOyDPvE2oMs/s1600-h/P1040513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257253610007603778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWETd6kqkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FOyDPvE2oMs/s320/P1040513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsqSsnLoI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ZOHdNyVbMU4/s1600-h/P1040542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251738851808325250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsqSsnLoI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ZOHdNyVbMU4/s320/P1040542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsqbZBOCI/AAAAAAAAAf8/_lBDsU4KlCs/s1600-h/P1040550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251738854142064674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsqbZBOCI/AAAAAAAAAf8/_lBDsU4KlCs/s320/P1040550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsq_hRtdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/gYql_c6vgyM/s1600-h/P1040554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251738863840376274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsq_hRtdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/gYql_c6vgyM/s320/P1040554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsqxm0cMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/00WYkpObc5s/s1600-h/P1040608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251738860105527490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsqxm0cMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/00WYkpObc5s/s320/P1040608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsq2lNVPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/GG5LWJtox_U/s1600-h/P1040609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251738861440947442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHsq2lNVPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/GG5LWJtox_U/s320/P1040609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1941164555551507155?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1941164555551507155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1941164555551507155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1941164555551507155' title='[~~*Photos Update 1*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SPWOIdcUQbI/AAAAAAAAAi8/mAw9oDCPzqM/s72-c/P1040294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1749852587751197011</id><published>2008-09-30T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:00:56.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Photos Update 2*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*Rites for the stage of Initiation Into Prayer - 6 July 2008*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another year have gone by in the community...bonds have gotten tighter...friendship grown better...and of course more fights and forgiviness...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Kathy and Camelia*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHpVHmONjI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uSh60Bz9U64/s1600-h/P1040233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735189516596786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHpVHmONjI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uSh60Bz9U64/s320/P1040233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Joyce and Me*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHpVBKIxrI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ljzs0w0pLu8/s1600-h/P1040234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735187788187314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHpVBKIxrI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ljzs0w0pLu8/s320/P1040234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Jennifer and Peter*~~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHpVYRKzUI/AAAAAAAAAfs/R6e7qHf4QPg/s1600-h/P1040246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735193991695682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHpVYRKzUI/AAAAAAAAAfs/R6e7qHf4QPg/s320/P1040246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1749852587751197011?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1749852587751197011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1749852587751197011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1749852587751197011' title='[~~*Photos Update 2*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHpVHmONjI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uSh60Bz9U64/s72-c/P1040233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1200378358884662413</id><published>2008-09-30T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:31:40.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Photos Update 3*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgzqiqTPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ZAQAVVbXZeE/s1600-h/P1040179.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; [~~*21st Birthday Celebration - 29 June 2008*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held a little party for my 21st birthday on the 29 June...Invited mostly my church friends, relatives and my godparents...Order buffet and had a rolling good time...Although I really hated not being able to have more fun because I was the host...but I did get lots of presents and red packet...$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgzpPqyFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/V_9V810MwQc/s1600-h/P1040179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251725818340231250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgzpPqyFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/V_9V810MwQc/s320/P1040179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgzwlgP0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/e8kkUK25KbQ/s1600-h/P1040181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251725820310863682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgzwlgP0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/e8kkUK25KbQ/s320/P1040181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*A very drunk Mark...he puked while I cut my cake...haha*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgz_1igcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/7M4q0c1gA_w/s1600-h/P1040183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251725824404652482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgz_1igcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/7M4q0c1gA_w/s320/P1040183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Just some really beautiful girlfriends*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgz5CNJvI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kU4iJ3KQ9Qg/s1600-h/P1040216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251725822578730738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgz5CNJvI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kU4iJ3KQ9Qg/s320/P1040216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1200378358884662413?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1200378358884662413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1200378358884662413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1200378358884662413' title='[~~*Photos Update 3*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SOHgzpPqyFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/V_9V810MwQc/s72-c/P1040179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-3243568596261664838</id><published>2008-09-13T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:21:42.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Photos Update 4*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*Sabana Cove (Malaysia) - 19 - 22 June 2008*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our convivence for initiation to Prayer at Sabana Cove...lovely resort place with way too many flies...gross out food but tons of fun with my community members...we youth went 1 day earlier for sports and guess what...ROCK ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*bunk with Joyce &amp;amp; Jocelyn...This is half of our room's toilet...damn big and nice...*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNRjQTuhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/gxoe7s2T1rE/s1600-h/P1040150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371154919832082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNRjQTuhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/gxoe7s2T1rE/s320/P1040150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNRwh7NCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/76OFa3VvWeo/s1600-h/P1040153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371158483383330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNRwh7NCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/76OFa3VvWeo/s320/P1040153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*I love the pool view...but the water is damn dirty...but who really cares???*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNR2MevSI/AAAAAAAAAec/FZRUT9piVIU/s1600-h/P1040154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371160004050210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNR2MevSI/AAAAAAAAAec/FZRUT9piVIU/s320/P1040154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNSLnwtJI/AAAAAAAAAek/U923TT_cEmk/s1600-h/P1040155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371165755618450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNSLnwtJI/AAAAAAAAAek/U923TT_cEmk/s320/P1040155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*my super cheap but super big bowl of salad*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNSDsFxCI/AAAAAAAAAes/EkOFPg7BPzs/s1600-h/P1040167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371163626292258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNSDsFxCI/AAAAAAAAAes/EkOFPg7BPzs/s320/P1040167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-3243568596261664838?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3243568596261664838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3243568596261664838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3243568596261664838' title='[~~*Photos Update 4*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtNRjQTuhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/gxoe7s2T1rE/s72-c/P1040150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1728687355129326249</id><published>2008-09-13T12:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:11:58.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Photos update 5*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*Vanessa's Birthday - 16 / 06/ 2008*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought my siblings to Sentosa for a full day of fun and laughter...started with a simple cable car ride, followed by 4D magix, imagines of Singapore, lunch, CineBlast, Sky tower, 4 rounds of Luge &amp;amp; Skyrides and of course, the Merlion...Ended with dinner at Vivocity...But I can't put 50 over photos so i choose some random ones...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKxDqAecI/AAAAAAAAAd8/cUSbngvFMq0/s1600-h/P1040138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245367800758972018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKOUCCrnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/s4KUd_h8bew/s320/P1030938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245367802625323346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKOa_A8VI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_17_tgTeHdg/s320/P1030940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245367805889675602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKOnJTAVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/oXC3aHZnV-Y/s320/P1030957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245367804800773746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKOjFrrnI/AAAAAAAAAdE/PKUH1_et5kk/s320/P1030990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245367808649067970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKOxbL_cI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qTH1n_G6UXM/s320/P1030992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKkQ12MII/AAAAAAAAAdU/ru2lKjKJB1U/s1600-h/P1040037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245368177859637378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKkQ12MII/AAAAAAAAAdU/ru2lKjKJB1U/s320/P1040037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKkjK_LLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/llimhSkH9fU/s1600-h/P1040040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245368182780144818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKkjK_LLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/llimhSkH9fU/s320/P1040040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKkpyptqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8UMe_PmKUBI/s1600-h/P1040042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245368184557123234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKkpyptqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8UMe_PmKUBI/s320/P1040042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKk2JtEbI/AAAAAAAAAds/MJBgkMHHU78/s1600-h/P1040060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245368187875037618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKk2JtEbI/AAAAAAAAAds/MJBgkMHHU78/s320/P1040060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKk4mLUfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6Zu0ZelNqQQ/s1600-h/P1040066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245368188531331570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKk4mLUfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6Zu0ZelNqQQ/s320/P1040066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245369067012528642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtLYBMamgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yL1dpe1nZaM/s320/P1040138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1728687355129326249?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1728687355129326249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1728687355129326249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1728687355129326249' title='[~~*Photos update 5*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtKOUCCrnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/s4KUd_h8bew/s72-c/P1030938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8917000862474972396</id><published>2008-09-13T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:12:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Photos update 6*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baptism - 23 / 03 /2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year's Easter was celebrated at Nativity again...But it wasn't as cold because I was nervous for baptism...We has a combine Easter Dinner with all the communities of the Neo Catechumenal Way of Singapore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[~~*The usual girls photo during dinner @ chinatown*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGQ6ke5vI/AAAAAAAAAck/v9VUbARjF-0/s1600-h/P1030744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245363447417202418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGQ6ke5vI/AAAAAAAAAck/v9VUbARjF-0/s320/P1030744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*baptism..."don't drown me!!!*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKO6hx-I/AAAAAAAAAb8/H1js1Z1O04w/s1600-h/P1030691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245363332619290594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKO6hx-I/AAAAAAAAAb8/H1js1Z1O04w/s320/P1030691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKSMVwjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/IB3eWFmksjY/s1600-h/P1030695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245363333499306546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKSMVwjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/IB3eWFmksjY/s320/P1030695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKVcLbSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UFol05q2zoU/s1600-h/P1030715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245363334371044642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKVcLbSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UFol05q2zoU/s320/P1030715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKg9HepI/AAAAAAAAAcU/N6fsWaM4dqg/s1600-h/P1030720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245363337461987986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKg9HepI/AAAAAAAAAcU/N6fsWaM4dqg/s320/P1030720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*Godparents' family photo...with 2 extras...haha...Fr. Tim &amp;amp; Bf Zhi Xian*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKwLR8kI/AAAAAAAAAcc/KoJtRGC5mSk/s1600-h/P1030737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245363341547926082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGKwLR8kI/AAAAAAAAAcc/KoJtRGC5mSk/s320/P1030737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8917000862474972396?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8917000862474972396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8917000862474972396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8917000862474972396' title='[~~*Photos update 6*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/SMtGQ6ke5vI/AAAAAAAAAck/v9VUbARjF-0/s72-c/P1030744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-492720190898630325</id><published>2008-08-04T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:10:37.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*the awaken*~~]</title><content type='html'>[A]rgh...i have awaken from slumber and decided to slack abit while boss is out...haha...just a few quickies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]o update my cold world that has been abandoned, I have been so busy I can't remember lots of things...been to Australia for the most exciting experience with God and death...join a new company that seem to share the same insanity with me...Skipping morning prayer because of laziness a few times...too busy to slowly choose,resize and upload photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]aybe when I'm not so lazy I'll shall insert my photos...since April's baptism unti now...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-492720190898630325?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/492720190898630325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/492720190898630325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#492720190898630325' title='[~~*the awaken*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6694364758454575904</id><published>2008-05-04T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:56:44.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*sleepy*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] need to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[F]inally...after what seems like years instead of months, the final year project is over and i can put my mind to rest...But after assessment, things changed. There was lots of things to prepare and adjust for our graduation show on the 8th of May...so much things to do in so little time...I'm needed in school almost everyday for set-up and grad show itself...that is going to take up all my time from Monday (5th May) till Monday (12th May)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]o top it all off, the social entreprise is exacuted during this 2 weeks...there is baking to be done, cleaning and packing, selling and last but not least, a trip to VSA to spent time with the little children who are with disabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]orld youth day is also nearing and I NEED MONEY!!!! The flight we were taking cancelled all our registration and Visa so that they can jack up the prices. This is so unfair. Where is God? *Sigh* It's one of his test again...oh well...lets roll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P]hotos...argh...so sleepy...WAIT LAH...until my brains works...and please call me Helena..not Nora...thx and goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6694364758454575904?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6694364758454575904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6694364758454575904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6694364758454575904' title='[~~*sleepy*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-833009812582409224</id><published>2008-04-20T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:48:58.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*countdown 1*~~]</title><content type='html'>[S]o busy to do anything but my final project animation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8 days more to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FREEDOM&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;STRESS FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;working life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[P]romise to upload all my photos after i take a super good sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-833009812582409224?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/833009812582409224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/833009812582409224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#833009812582409224' title='[~~*countdown 1*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-3158695531089302501</id><published>2008-04-16T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:23:14.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*21st*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[H]appy&lt;/span&gt; 21st &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Linny....&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/38395546-3158695531089302501?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3158695531089302501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3158695531089302501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3158695531089302501' title='[~~*21st*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2206475405824453763</id><published>2008-03-25T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:33:39.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*christ has risen*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] can't believe after waiting for 7 years, i'm now a catholic...so happy to be part of the church, able to recieve the body and blood of christ, to know that there is someone who truely love me for who i am...so right now,my name is offically Helena...i got lots of photos and a video to upload but i need to take them from so many people...once i get all of them i shall pain-stickingly add them to my blog...bye for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[~~*for God who so loved us that he gave us his only begotten son so that we may have life in him*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2206475405824453763?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2206475405824453763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2206475405824453763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2206475405824453763' title='[~~*christ has risen*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1951086577724459431</id><published>2008-03-09T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:42:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*I HATE DEADLINES*~~]</title><content type='html'>[i] HATE DEADLINES AND ASSESSMENT AND ANIMATIX AND RESTRICTED TIME AND EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS DUMB ISCG PROJECT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1951086577724459431?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1951086577724459431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1951086577724459431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1951086577724459431' title='[~~*I HATE DEADLINES*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-3506621319391637512</id><published>2008-03-06T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T10:27:46.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*overloading*~~]</title><content type='html'>[D]esperate times calls for desperate measures...i need &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADOBE AFTER EFFECT 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-3506621319391637512?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3506621319391637512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3506621319391637512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3506621319391637512' title='[~~*overloading*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5601926111667548957</id><published>2008-03-05T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:52:59.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*flowers,pretty flower,lovely flower*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] love flowers...i love roses...i love pink...i love surprise...and best of all...I GOT THE FULL PACKAGE....yippy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad a pretty rough time with Zhi Xian lately due to work and personal issues...thought i give us some cooling time...if he can woo me back(he didn't even woo me to begin with?) i will stick with him for as long as our promise remains (that after 3 yrs he has to be converted)...if not we will remain friends...the beginning of this week didn't look so good for him...but it seems like it's getting better...and i got a beautiful pink rose as a big surprise and i was so happy i think i was glowing and in really good mood...was pretty jealous when Lin got a flowerS for her 4th anniversary but I'm happy with even one...because we are only in the 1st half year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THANK YOU DARLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; SOOOOOO MUCH&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;...*MAUCK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174268073755267954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xZgzT03I/AAAAAAAAAX0/oyOmoJTJ-Ag/s320/flower+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;[~~*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eww&lt;/span&gt;...where did the ugly newspaper come from to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;destroy&lt;/span&gt; my pretty picture*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xYgzT0zI/AAAAAAAAAXU/gsUCfS59fNg/s1600-h/flower+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174268056575398706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xYgzT0zI/AAAAAAAAAXU/gsUCfS59fNg/s320/flower+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174268065165333330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xZAzT01I/AAAAAAAAAXk/mYDUy6WRkwc/s320/flower+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174268069460300642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xZQzT02I/AAAAAAAAAXs/06OScwqr0l8/s320/flower+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174268456007357314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xvwzT04I/AAAAAAAAAX8/CKQcNqIxO5E/s320/flower+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xYwzT00I/AAAAAAAAAXc/UgMnGgSCyKg/s1600-h/flower+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174268060870366018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xYwzT00I/AAAAAAAAAXc/UgMnGgSCyKg/s320/flower+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5601926111667548957?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5601926111667548957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5601926111667548957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5601926111667548957' title='[~~*flowers,pretty flower,lovely flower*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R86xZgzT03I/AAAAAAAAAX0/oyOmoJTJ-Ag/s72-c/flower+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2273836979994155628</id><published>2008-01-30T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:59:04.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*the devils doing*~~]</title><content type='html'>[T]oday was another good day with my darling...after our big fight on monday, we both have decided to be who we were instead of changing into someone we think the other party will like...which failed...anyway, 2nd day of no fight and i'm proud of Zhi Xian and me...but i guess i still need to change my pissing temper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]et Sarah for lunch after a whole week...we wanted to eat at Long John because i just love their skin-on-potatoes with yummy zalsa cheese...but it was still breakfast when we got there and it was already 11.20am...LJS's breakfast ends at 11am and their lunch is at 1130am...so what do people get between that time? I was so pissed that we left and ate at Sarah's nasi lemak place (Qi Jie)...when i ordered two different set meals, the waitress screwed all the food because she tried to be smart and do both order together...she ended up putting less fish-slice on mine, misplace darlin's chicken on mine, forgot darlin's extra otah and PUT CHILLI IN MY FOOD...argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] can't believe i got upset over little things...i guess i must control more...baptism is coming and the devil is really working hard on me...*sigh*...if only satan could get behind me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2273836979994155628?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2273836979994155628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2273836979994155628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2273836979994155628' title='[~~*the devils doing*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2522005358155975028</id><published>2008-01-30T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T01:24:33.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*screw up*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] officially cannot stand my latest internship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[N]ot complaining about the people or the pay (quite good except late payment for cookies and internship)...can't believe they are paying me 1 month after i quit...so what do i eat for that one month? I'm depending on Zhi Xian at the moment and he is rather broke...it's just not fair...the worst thing (and the thing that makes me hate this job) is that this project by samsung really sux to the core and just brings the name down...it's camcorder, which uses 3ivx codec, is basically just crap...1) 3ivx cannot be read on adobe premiere...i had a horrible time trying to find ways to edit and this is taking up too much precious time which i do not have...final year, final project, i need every min i can find... 2) The stupid guy keeps on demanding, demanding and demanding when they give us a horrible camera...screw him man...is there no justice in this world... 3) TIME IS RUNNING OUT AND THIS PROJECT DEADLINE IS NEARING AND FYP IS A MESS AND CHARACTERS ARE NOT OUT AND &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I JUST DON'T HAVE TIME&lt;/span&gt;...makes me just want to jump out the window and leave all these stress behind...worst way to start the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]nger and fustrations aside, i think the cookies are selling well...i think if i didn't agree to take up this samsung project after ending my internship, life will be a bliss...happiness and joy to my poor drained brains...cannot think...cannot work...cannot sleep...this is taking a toll on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J]ust want to finish this $300 project (which needs 5 clips from me and i only have 1 day left), finish the FYP(final year project) and grad with a damn good animation, get baptism and officially change my name to Helena (for cert and ic reasons too) and last but not least, enjoy my last year with Zhi Xian in blissful peace and happiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2522005358155975028?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2522005358155975028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2522005358155975028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2522005358155975028' title='[~~*screw up*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7993330108041139636</id><published>2008-01-13T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Happy CNY*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Year Goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hello to all my blogs reader…I would like to pray that each and every one of you will have a fun and enjoyable CNY this year…And how can you enjoy CNY with friends and families without the yummy goodies…So this year, I’m selling this delicious home-made ones to you ( if you are interested…)...price will be told upon request via email or SMS due to competition reasons...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="style6" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*Kueh Ban Kit*~~]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hjUEDCJhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/FWWoMVUY2L8/s1600-h/Kueh+Ban+Kat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154478969860531730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hjUEDCJhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/FWWoMVUY2L8/s320/Kueh+Ban+Kat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*Butter Cookies*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hjUkDCJiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2roXBKsk6qk/s1600-h/butter+cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154478978450466338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hjUkDCJiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2roXBKsk6qk/s320/butter+cookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*Cashew Nut Cookies*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hjU0DCJjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Wvz7RhO5cUA/s1600-h/Cashew+Nut+Cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154478982745433650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hjU0DCJjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Wvz7RhO5cUA/s320/Cashew+Nut+Cookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to have a sample before deciding, feel free to let me know and I will TRY to pass it to you…if not, you will have to base it on trust…but so far my customers are pretty pleased with the taste =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For orders, please sent in the item(s) and quantity to &lt;a href="mailto:baby_darknite@hotmail.com"&gt;baby_darknite@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; with the email titled “CNY cookies order” Thank you very much for your lovely support and I will reply you ASAP…*smiles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7993330108041139636?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7993330108041139636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7993330108041139636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7993330108041139636' title='[~~*Happy CNY*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hjUEDCJhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/FWWoMVUY2L8/s72-c/Kueh+Ban+Kat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5279816157141212864</id><published>2008-01-12T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:05.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Random Photos*~~]</title><content type='html'>[O]k...i know i'm lazy...was supposed to upload these photos like...donkey years ago...just haven been up to the mood of blogging photos because it's a long process...choosing, resizing, uploading, blogging...etc...bleah...but here are the photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[N]ew Year Celebration at Church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hXSkDCJgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/8069lE8d6Wk/s1600-h/NEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154465749951194626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hXSkDCJgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/8069lE8d6Wk/s320/NEW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[G]race Wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW90DCJbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/o7BzKhn2ZBU/s1600-h/Wed+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154465393468908978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW90DCJbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/o7BzKhn2ZBU/s320/Wed+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW-UDCJcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NK057A5XGsw/s1600-h/Wed+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154465402058843586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW-UDCJcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NK057A5XGsw/s320/Wed+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW-kDCJdI/AAAAAAAAAWc/AMfXoMgVd-0/s1600-h/Wed+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154465406353810898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW-kDCJdI/AAAAAAAAAWc/AMfXoMgVd-0/s320/Wed+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW-0DCJeI/AAAAAAAAAWk/oDC6aBHVHLI/s1600-h/Wed+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154465410648778210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW-0DCJeI/AAAAAAAAAWk/oDC6aBHVHLI/s320/Wed+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW_EDCJfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_AjI6Ju76fo/s1600-h/Wed+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154465414943745522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hW_EDCJfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_AjI6Ju76fo/s320/Wed+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[F]arewell Aunty Iin Iin...our longest maid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP40DCJTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dhwzV87DhZU/s1600-h/Kueh+Ban+Kat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154463546632971650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hVSUDCJYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Eht9RnRfg7g/s320/Maid+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154463563812840850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hVTUDCJZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LzTMzf0g-D0/s320/Maid+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154463568107808162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hVTkDCJaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/NeRb33Z5aWs/s320/Maid+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]hailand trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP5EDCJUI/AAAAAAAAAVU/pk7wo1J4kaA/s1600-h/Thai+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154457615283135810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP5EDCJUI/AAAAAAAAAVU/pk7wo1J4kaA/s320/Thai+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP6UDCJVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/dzje9LUfCEY/s1600-h/Thai+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154457636757972306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP6UDCJVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/dzje9LUfCEY/s320/Thai+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP60DCJWI/AAAAAAAAAVk/bqfqYMv0Z_Y/s1600-h/Thai+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154457645347906914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP60DCJWI/AAAAAAAAAVk/bqfqYMv0Z_Y/s320/Thai+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP9EDCJXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rpWSrvE4PKc/s1600-h/Thai+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154457684002612594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hP9EDCJXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rpWSrvE4PKc/s320/Thai+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPCUDCJOI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_QuV6ylq58Y/s1600-h/Thai+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154456674685297890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPCUDCJOI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_QuV6ylq58Y/s320/Thai+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPC0DCJPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8mWpfcQquV8/s1600-h/Thai+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154456683275232498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPC0DCJPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8mWpfcQquV8/s320/Thai+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Parasailing*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPF0DCJQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aIqe2_b5iI8/s1600-h/Thai+6_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154456734814840066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPF0DCJQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aIqe2_b5iI8/s320/Thai+6_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPGEDCJRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/uUBxATCR4Tw/s1600-h/Thai+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154456739109807378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPGEDCJRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/uUBxATCR4Tw/s320/Thai+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPM0DCJSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/CdQG2A20TB8/s1600-h/Thai+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154456855073924386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hPM0DCJSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/CdQG2A20TB8/s320/Thai+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Waiters on Skates*~~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN6kDCJJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/h86116o89YQ/s1600-h/Thai+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154455442029683858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN6kDCJJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/h86116o89YQ/s320/Thai+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN8EDCJKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4fnY5duAOk8/s1600-h/Thai+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154455467799487650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN8EDCJKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4fnY5duAOk8/s320/Thai+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN8kDCJLI/AAAAAAAAAUM/FLPtil6oQbk/s1600-h/Thai+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154455476389422258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN8kDCJLI/AAAAAAAAAUM/FLPtil6oQbk/s320/Thai+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[~~*Alcazar Show...*~~] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN-kDCJMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/2dxYlOZMQe4/s1600-h/Thai+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154455510749160642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN-kDCJMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/2dxYlOZMQe4/s320/Thai+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN-0DCJNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Oc9bLXOdFFE/s1600-h/Thai+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154455515044127954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hN-0DCJNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Oc9bLXOdFFE/s320/Thai+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5279816157141212864?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5279816157141212864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5279816157141212864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5279816157141212864' title='[~~*Random Photos*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/R4hXSkDCJgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/8069lE8d6Wk/s72-c/NEW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5600621544455151575</id><published>2008-01-01T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T14:08:46.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*happy new year*~~]</title><content type='html'>[L]ong weekend...so many things happened...so many photos to upload...lazy as usual...but i promise i will upload them later in the afternoon...gotto go for lunch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5600621544455151575?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5600621544455151575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5600621544455151575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5600621544455151575' title='[~~*happy new year*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1587888990300400267</id><published>2007-12-26T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:08:09.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Merry Christmas to UUuuuuu*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas has been a roller coaster ride for me…emotion and atmosphere changes almost in an instants…made me realize how a single word can make a huge difference…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty sleep in the morning after reaching home at 430am in the morning from partying at Zhi Xian’s father’s pub which will be his in many years to come…saw how drunk people can get and how wild old people can be…haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared some of my ingredients for dinner before I left home to fix the watch I bought for my grandfather…it was too big for him…met Zhi Xian at TM before fixing it…then we went on a shopping trip for my grandma’s present…saw this really pretty dress but Darling said it’s too “young” for my grandma…ended up buying a wooden cross with text engraving which I later regretted…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around NTUC for last min ingredients that I needed…reached home around 3pm to finish my Christmas wrapping…haha…can u imagine me sitting locked up in my room wrapping Christmas presents on Christmas Day itself…haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked up a nice meal I may say so myself…there was cream of mushroom soup(homemade not store bought can), garlic bread(homemade too), mashed potatoes(homemade too), roasted chicken (bought from mother’s office’s café), apple cheese chicken sausage (bought from NTUC) and a bottle of white wine(sponsored by my beloved mummy)…there were suppose to be 9 people (grandpa, grandma, mum, dad, maid, zhi xian, me, Vanessa and Ryan) but mum and dad had a fight over taking out an extra table(mum said dad was too lazy and we won’t be having a maid anymore) so dad left home and didn’t came back until after dinner…was pretty upsetting to not have the whole family for dinner…Vanessa was throwing up so she didn’t eat much either…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I cook…I make sure I invite people who will eat…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1587888990300400267?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1587888990300400267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1587888990300400267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1587888990300400267' title='[~~*Merry Christmas to UUuuuuu*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8182660900111829334</id><published>2007-12-17T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:28:21.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*celebration*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed your last day as a youth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8182660900111829334?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8182660900111829334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8182660900111829334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8182660900111829334' title='[~~*celebration*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7139586278581402090</id><published>2007-12-14T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:54:50.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*land of smiles*~~]</title><content type='html'>[S]orry for the late posting on my Thailand trip from 2 Dec to 6 Dec '07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] MISS HOME................................................after 5 days in Thailand, Singapore feels like a royal palace. I miss the people, the place, the food, the air and definitely water...haha...of course i had lots of fun too...games, rides, unique food etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Day 01 of 05*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st thing i want to say is...the plane ride was fun...it's been so long since i last sat on a plane...it was a trip to Australia when i was 12...that's like 8 long years ago!!!ha ha...anyway, we board the plane around 3.55pm and arrived 6.30pm at the airport...since Thailand is 1h behind us, it's 5.30pm...hmm...Thailand's airport is so different from Singapore's...we alighted from the plane at the "parking" area which is near the fun way...when a plane runs, we can feel the air force...wohoo....so from there we took a short bus ride to the airport where everything is basically gray...table, roof, floor, walls etc...b-o-r-i-n-g...but a nice tour guide met us and brought us to our hotel..."BANGKOK PALACE"...it's not even a palace but it's ok...haha...went out for a superb seafood dinner at Bangkok's "Chinatown"...the restaurant's food is very cheap...a big crab is only about S$15...and it's good...but the best is not the restaurant food...it's all the street hawkers that makes Bangkok smell so nice...they BBQ everything from chicken's heart to sausages to cockroaches (GROSS!!!!!!)...after a very nice full meal...took this really cool transport back to the hotel...it's called a too-too...it's like a thrishaw and a motorbike combined into a unique vehicle...too bad i didn't bring my camera out...sob sob...but it was beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Day 02 of 05*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a horrible morning call at 6am...ate a nice breakfast at the hotel's cafe...fantastic mashed potatoes i have to say...yum...after lunch i had to get on a super stuffy coach/bus to go to Mae Nam Chao Phraya River...saw a very small floating market...seems like it used to e very busy but because nobody buys things from them, they quit so there is only one floating market left in Thailand at Damnoen Saduak...but we still saw a few boats selling fruits and souvenirs...then as the boat ride continues...we saw a lot of catfish and fed them with bread...it is said that if u buy one loaf of bread, you will win one thousand dollars in a lottery...ha ha...visited a temple after that...not really kin on it but the shops there sells really cool bags...but on the high side so i thought i could get it when we go shopping...saw crocodiles at the crocodile farm after the temple visit...and there were other animals too like elephants and pigs...oh and there was pig racing...soooooo cuteeeeeee.......small little pigs...ha ha...lunch and dinner was horrible thought out the day...don't ask me to explain because i swore i will never speak of it again...travelled to Pattaya after dinner where we stayed at Royal Century Hotel...i ran out of my hotel room the min i got in because i was up to see the night life of Pattaya...it's said to be the red light district...i was really for the red lights area...but the tour includes a "Alcaza show" which is also known as "bapok show" because all the females are males who went for a sex change...they are so beautiful although some looks like half-done jobs and look hideous...ha ha...after more hawker supper, i hit the sack...*snores*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Day 03 of 05*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a horrible bath…there was no hot water at all…And the water is basically brown…sick right…can’t believe the hotel gave such water for people to bath...But the trip after that was great…WATER SPORTS!!!...went parasailing (fun but a little lonely cause your alone) rode on a Jet-Ski (damn fun and it’s the best) and sat the banana boat which was capsized twice thanks to the cheeky driver (I’m so going to kill him). After that did some swimming and a little gift shopping…saw this really cool keychain so I bought it for my siblings for they house keys next year…Anyway, after a hectic day at the beach, took a speedboat back to shore and the bus back to the hotel for a shower…guess what…didn’t realize the water was still dirty so I actually bathe with muddy water and brushed my teeth with it…FREAKED OUT MAN!!! Lunch suck at the hotel but we went more sight-seeing though I can’t really remember where cause I was so tired…haha…but it was more towards free and easy at night as I remembered… Slept like a pig that night…oh wait a minute…I always sleep like a pig…haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Day 04 of 05*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B= Best, G = Good, F= Fun only, L= LOUSY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Going back to Bangkok from Pattaya but I love today because we’re going to DREAMWORLD!!! It’s Thailand’s very own theme park…although the best I’ve been so far is in Australia, this will make do for now…had a buffet lunch there ( how smart…people won’t eat much because they’re going to play later…) and played from 12pm till 4pm which is actually Singapore’s 1pm to 5pm…sat the sky coaster (G), Space Mountain (L), Grand Canyon (F), Musical World (B), Hurricane(B) x2 and ate some finger food…Bought a short and top because I was more drenched then my friends and the water stink…haha…But it was a good day…after that we went to eat dinner at this super horrible place with super horrible food…went back to Bangkok Palace (hotel) and then went on a crazy 2 hours shopping…Bought everything I could lay hands on…after that went to Bangkok’s Chinatown again and this time we had the best dinner…there was shark fin soup, dragon balls, duck and goose web, noodles, bird nest and glutinous rice ball…yummy…back to sleep after a good meal…damn I’m getting fat…haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*Day 05 of 05*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day always means packing time…spent the whole morning keeping stuff…had to skip breakfast because the flight was very early and we need to leave…went to the airport to check in, bought last minute anything stuff to finish all my money…kept some though for lunch on the plane…meet this London guy whose a “budget traveler” and taught him all the cool places to go in Singapore…I should be a tourist…haha…and now I’m back and getting damn fat and cry out for bed…haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[G]ot to wait to see pictures cause i'm damn lazy...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7139586278581402090?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7139586278581402090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7139586278581402090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7139586278581402090' title='[~~*land of smiles*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6479388888467484793</id><published>2007-12-13T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:34:08.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Treasures of the World*~~]</title><content type='html'>[P]ainfully torturing myself in my new internship company…Not that the company is horrible or the people in there is ill-treating me…It’s just that I don’t really like sitting in an office all day staring at a laptop…Oh and this laptop this really crappy…slow and lagging in RAM…it’s almost impossible to do editing here…Wish I had Zhi Xian’s com or the least, my laptop…haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L]ife is pretty scary…one minute you can be perfectly alright and smiling at the people around you, and next, your either dead, terminally ill or getting treatments…A good example is Fr. David…Before I left for Thailand, he was celebrating Eucharist on Sat…when I at Thailand, he took a flight to Thailand for a holiday as well but went into coma even before alighting…And yesterday, he was pronounce Brain-Dead…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]akes me wonder…I should really take the time to smile at people more, be with those I have lost contact and appreciate those around because I will never know when they will return to God or I will drop dead soon…I just want to tell someone special a important message before it’s too late…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zhi Xian&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6479388888467484793?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6479388888467484793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6479388888467484793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6479388888467484793' title='[~~*Treasures of the World*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5527526817046848695</id><published>2007-11-29T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:58:18.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*conquering thailand*~~]</title><content type='html'>[G]oing on a nice holiday to thailand this coming sunday, 2 Dec 07...So happy to take a break from all the work on my shoulders...David is already there for some army training...i will be leaving on the 2nd to bangkok - pattaya...my dearest godsis kathy will be leaving on the 3rd till the 10th  for chiangrai...looks like the 3 of us are set to conquer thailand for awhile...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]iss my ITE frenz out of a sudden...gab msn me and asked me out for a game of badminton on sat...together with Zhang Kai and Zhi Wei...played basketball with them last sat...so this week we're going for badminton...around night, we'll be meeting up with more people to go to zhi xian's pub...not sure whose going but i'm looking forward to meeting up with my frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ent for an internship interview today...nice company...easy job that helps me get experience...they need another intern so i was hoping lin can join in the fun...and it's better then going to work alone...the pay is pretty good...$700/mth...nice...at least lin gets a better pay then her current GV job...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[~~*put your fears aside and you can see what you have missed*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5527526817046848695?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5527526817046848695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5527526817046848695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5527526817046848695' title='[~~*conquering thailand*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5928758884822276202</id><published>2007-11-21T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:57:56.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*tiny frogs*~~]</title><content type='html'>[N]ice story from sarah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[O]nce upon a time there was a bunch of tiny frogs who arranged a running competition. The goal was to reach the top of a very high tower. A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and cheer on the contestants...The race began...Honestly: No one in crowd really believed that the tiny frogs would reach the top of the tower. You heard statements such as: 'Oh, WAY too difficult!!','They will NEVER make it to the top.' or: 'Not a chance that they will succeed. The tower is too high!' The tiny frogs began collapsing. One by one.... Except for those, who in a fresh tempo, were climbing higher and higher...The crowd continued to yell, 'It is too difficult!!! No one will make it!' More tiny frogs got tired and gave up.... But ONE continued higher and higher and higher.... This one wouldn't give up! At the end everyone else had given up climbing the tower. Except for the one tiny frog who, after a big effort, was the only one who reached the top! THEN all of the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it? A contestant asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed and reach the goal? It turned out.... That the winner was DEAF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]he wisdom of this story is: Never listen to other people's tendencies to be negative or pessimistic...because they take your most wonderful dreams and wishes away from you -- the ones you have in your heart! Always think of the power words have. Because everything you hear and read will affect your actions! Therefore: ALWAYS be.... POSITIVE! And above all: Be DEAF when people tell YOU that you cannot fulfill your dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5928758884822276202?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5928758884822276202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5928758884822276202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5928758884822276202' title='[~~*tiny frogs*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7214630273455854490</id><published>2007-11-13T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:51:30.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*2 good movies*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] wanna eat sushi!!! Suki Sushi is good...but I'm broke...sob sob...anyone got any jobs for me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]ovie review...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*The Game Plan*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The show is about a big star athletic whose in his 30s. His unknown daughter from his previous marriage shows up at his door steps, changes his life around and shows him how to be a dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is pretty funny...Especially the part where "THE ROCK" dances ballet...and the ballet teacher has this wierd but pretty eyes...ohhh...i love the little girl...she so cute and smart and just about everything a little girl can be...she brings out the humor in this movie so well i don't mind watching it the 2nd time...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[~~*The Bee Movie*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The cartoon is about a Bee who tries to get out of the hives to see the world. But somehow he gets caught in a trail to fight for the bee's honey humans has stolen...But when the case is won and bees can rest, pollination stops and all the pretty flowers dies...That when the bee realise that they are part of the food chain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3D is awsome...everything looks so nice...simple story simple concept but it captures the audiences....A must watch for all...so what if it's cartoon...everyone loves a good cartoon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7214630273455854490?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7214630273455854490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7214630273455854490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7214630273455854490' title='[~~*2 good movies*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2010682851625165025</id><published>2007-11-12T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:08.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*extreme makeover home edition*~~]</title><content type='html'>[W]ent IKEA at Tam for breakfast yesterday...food was good...price was good...the trolley was so cute and the best part, i got to shop for cute stuff!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTvqMQv8I/AAAAAAAAATU/rLjfY0eFA-Q/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131803116145000386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTvqMQv8I/AAAAAAAAATU/rLjfY0eFA-Q/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTwaMQv9I/AAAAAAAAATc/5VR_Ij6XBlI/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131803129029902290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTwaMQv9I/AAAAAAAAATc/5VR_Ij6XBlI/s320/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTwqMQv-I/AAAAAAAAATk/CN-8z-CwyLE/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131803133324869602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTwqMQv-I/AAAAAAAAATk/CN-8z-CwyLE/s320/IMG_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTxKMQv_I/AAAAAAAAATs/hL_6T-MI5o0/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131803141914804210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTxKMQv_I/AAAAAAAAATs/hL_6T-MI5o0/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTxqMQwAI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ivqsOqBua5A/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131803150504738818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTxqMQwAI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ivqsOqBua5A/s320/IMG_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[C]urrent status...bored and getting sick of it...ever heard of people falling sick when their bored?...now u've met me,you'll hear of it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2010682851625165025?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2010682851625165025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2010682851625165025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2010682851625165025' title='[~~*extreme makeover home edition*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RzfTvqMQv8I/AAAAAAAAATU/rLjfY0eFA-Q/s72-c/IMG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8451291858333663087</id><published>2007-11-10T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:33:48.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*happy holidays*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I]'m happyyyyyyyyyyyyy....holiday time...yahooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m tired...1 week of hell...Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m angry...his not treating me like he use to...i feel used...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m upset...my room just got more cramp...sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m bored...that's why i'm blogging...haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m scared...don't know if my work will be ok on assessment.....Ahhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m broke...but i wanna buy stuff but lazy to work...whimper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8451291858333663087?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8451291858333663087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8451291858333663087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8451291858333663087' title='[~~*happy holidays*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4411911555932698130</id><published>2007-10-30T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:12.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*days of our lives*~~]</title><content type='html'>[T]he yearly sports day was last friday...had lots of fun...but i also had a pretty bad burn...bleah...hurts like hell...literally burning hell...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDf1PIQMI/AAAAAAAAASg/b62bLdtc5B0/s1600-h/P1030350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127140914930139330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDf1PIQMI/AAAAAAAAASg/b62bLdtc5B0/s320/P1030350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDg1PIQNI/AAAAAAAAASo/QPWDcBTe_RI/s1600-h/P1030358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127140932110008530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDg1PIQNI/AAAAAAAAASo/QPWDcBTe_RI/s320/P1030358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDhlPIQOI/AAAAAAAAASw/8Cdf0lyLqN0/s1600-h/P1030363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127140944994910434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDhlPIQOI/AAAAAAAAASw/8Cdf0lyLqN0/s320/P1030363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDjVPIQPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HPwmFsC6e4Y/s1600-h/P1030364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127140975059681522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDjVPIQPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HPwmFsC6e4Y/s320/P1030364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDj1PIQQI/AAAAAAAAATA/ACCiVCWzqO8/s1600-h/P1030365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127140983649616130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDj1PIQQI/AAAAAAAAATA/ACCiVCWzqO8/s320/P1030365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[S]teamboat the the newly renovated Seoul Garden at bugis...the place is so pretty...the food is ok beacause they miss out the crabsticks, corns and many other good stuff...and the prawn is always low in supply...the friends are fabulous though...had a great time as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_71PIQBI/AAAAAAAAARI/XahIPHEMXK0/s1600-h/P1030296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127136997919965202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_71PIQBI/AAAAAAAAARI/XahIPHEMXK0/s320/P1030296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_8lPIQCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/phviMkrOhs4/s1600-h/P1030297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127137010804867106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_8lPIQCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/phviMkrOhs4/s320/P1030297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127137062344474706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc__lPIQFI/AAAAAAAAARo/bw417fkZ_ng/s320/P1030307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127140223440404658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydC3lPIQLI/AAAAAAAAASY/XNPDZQJ5ddw/s320/P1030301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_-VPIQEI/AAAAAAAAARg/OAsOMvXM6AI/s1600-h/P1030303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127137040869638210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_-VPIQEI/AAAAAAAAARg/OAsOMvXM6AI/s320/P1030303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127139519065768034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydCOlPIQGI/AAAAAAAAARw/gb6RMCwppn0/s320/P1030311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127139523360735346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydCO1PIQHI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BfSft2jhJzg/s320/P1030329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127139531950669954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydCPVPIQII/AAAAAAAAASA/UKmkw3-QDTg/s320/P1030334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127139536245637266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydCPlPIQJI/AAAAAAAAASI/YvkXMqoFqB4/s320/P1030335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127139544835571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydCQFPIQKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/elmVW_oh5F0/s320/P1030336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]ored days...this is what my crazy frenz does...i can't believe my hair,body and whatever i had was destroyed!!!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc-8lPIP8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/bKP_6rE0DCg/s1600-h/P1030257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127135911293239234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc-8lPIP8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/bKP_6rE0DCg/s320/P1030257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*whats so fun about tying my hair???*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc-9VPIP9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/_5Om6lhRHMQ/s1600-h/P1030269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127135924178141138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc-9VPIP9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/_5Om6lhRHMQ/s320/P1030269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*LIN!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blue rated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc--FPIP-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/iGjLbT-lNSU/s1600-h/P1030271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127135937063043042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc--FPIP-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/iGjLbT-lNSU/s320/P1030271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*some help he is*~~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_AFPIP_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/kk2WuNzb2E4/s1600-h/P1030286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127135971422781426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_AFPIP_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/kk2WuNzb2E4/s320/P1030286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*my pretty flower is bigger then Zhi xian's head...so is my *ahem*...haha*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_BlPIQAI/AAAAAAAAARA/Y5cHfANf5Wk/s1600-h/P1030291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127135997192585218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ryc_BlPIQAI/AAAAAAAAARA/Y5cHfANf5Wk/s320/P1030291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*what the &amp;amp;#$*&amp;amp;@&amp;amp;@*#@!*~~]&lt;/p&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/38395546-4411911555932698130?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4411911555932698130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4411911555932698130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4411911555932698130' title='[~~*days of our lives*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RydDf1PIQMI/AAAAAAAAASg/b62bLdtc5B0/s72-c/P1030350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4532737150517947408</id><published>2007-10-27T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T16:46:39.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*quit using internet*~~]</title><content type='html'>[M]y internet sux....can't upload pictures...so many nice pic...so many things to say...sob sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]'m burned...thought i was still fair but turns out i'm over-cooked...in pain and regreting it...Zhi Xian dragging me to the doc...not fair...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4532737150517947408?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4532737150517947408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4532737150517947408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4532737150517947408' title='[~~*quit using internet*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6188206463313084496</id><published>2007-09-24T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:12.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*the big choice*~~]</title><content type='html'>[T]oday started out like any other day...suppose to be the start of a fresh new term but somehow i didn't left like there was any holidays to being with...i guess i'm crazy because only crazy people goes to school everyday during the holidays...yeehaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]ade new friends on satuarday when i went to collect the bursary at Singapore Buddist Lodge...Joanna,Angeline,Daniel,Deric...Sharina was there to performed and she is good...so proud of you darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113797718533170770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rvfb7lJfZlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FFfKmk4yoWk/s320/bursary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*my new friends and the dancers...*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]et up with Angeline today to pass her the cheque she dropped...so careless...can drop $1000 just like that...haha...but money is never important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]arah broke a big news to us today...at 1st i thought she was joking...but it turned out to be very much real...and my heart just bleed...3 years of relationship just ended like that...her reason was for God...and then looking at Zhi Xian, i started to wonder...am i strong enough to reject a love for god? What if i'm not allowed to marry a non-catholic because i'm in the NCWay? But i don't know how much i can take if i have to go through another break-up...Peter already made me lose myself...now that i've stand up and faced the world, accepted another, what will i be if it crumbles again? I have no more tears left to shed...Will i be as strong as Sarah &amp;amp; make my life crumble or will i reject God for a man? I am so confused...I'm no longer as strong as i use to be...He made my life horrible, unbearable and unforgivable...will it be the same with Zhi Xian? I do not want to be hurt again...but the thought of it just makes these tears roll down my face...when can i smile at the world and never have to worry about a thing...I want to love with all my heart...but now i am afraid, i hold back, i dare not love whole-heartedly...i don't want to be crushed with the truth..........maybe i'm thinking too far into marriage but isn't that what love leads to??? My mind is spinning with this question "when the time comes, will i choose God or Zhi Xian?" Why can't God just put a man in my life who is a catholic and then my life will be easier? I can't stop crying even as i type this...i look at sarah...so strong...i look at myself...what a piece of useless heart...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113797722828138082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rvfb71JfZmI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1HOkYYXgaZQ/s320/P1030241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*a super rare moment...sarah in glasses...wahahahaha*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6188206463313084496?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6188206463313084496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6188206463313084496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6188206463313084496' title='[~~*the big choice*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rvfb7lJfZlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FFfKmk4yoWk/s72-c/bursary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2747494737096288370</id><published>2007-09-21T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:15.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*mooncake festival*~~]</title><content type='html'>[D]on't know what to think...brain too tired...had a long nice afternoon sleep but i still feel exhasted...cram 3D last night then went to Zhi Xian's place to watch High School Musical 2 but ended up sleeping...Had dinner at his place...his mom is a damn good cook...she always feed me eat spicy food...i think i will learn to eat...haha...*tears &amp;amp; sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ent to Ryan's school for some lantern walk thingy...too bad i didn't take my cam out during the walk. Was holding the candles for re-light...It was a beautiful scene...to see a whole line of people with lantern walking in the neighbourhood...Had tonnes of mooncakes after the walk...i guess the whole night, the "concert" was the worst...can't hear,can't see &amp;amp; so freaking hot...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666059075184050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPWsVJfZbI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kydeFCtlavs/s320/P1030206.jpg" border="0" /&gt; [~~*my bro in his new specs...and the hole in his teeth...*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666054780216738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPWsFJfZaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/91-ngx4mARg/s320/P1030203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666050485249426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPWr1JfZZI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3OfY8okQusE/s320/P1030202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; [~~*ryan is on the school poster...so cute*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666063370151362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPWslJfZcI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EFj8rcFnRn0/s320/P1030208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPXYlJfZeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/fHE8JKvDMwg/s1600-h/P1030226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666819284395490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPXYlJfZeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/fHE8JKvDMwg/s320/P1030226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666067665118674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPWs1JfZdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/h7ry5yRSl30/s320/P1030210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPXZlJfZgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EEGYLyTPJCc/s1600-h/P1030234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666836464264706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPXZlJfZgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EEGYLyTPJCc/s320/P1030234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPXalJfZiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AMH87_V_wyA/s1600-h/P1030238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112666853644133922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPXalJfZiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AMH87_V_wyA/s320/P1030238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112668313933014594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPYvlJfZkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fJXqcyuBKPk/s320/P1030239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2747494737096288370?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2747494737096288370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2747494737096288370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2747494737096288370' title='[~~*mooncake festival*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvPWsVJfZbI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kydeFCtlavs/s72-c/P1030206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6609961382540172193</id><published>2007-09-21T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*restless brains*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[I] think my brains are offically overloaded...too many deadlines,but so little time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[M]y mom finally brought my bro to get his specs...his degree is almost the same as mine...i can't believe his only 7yrs with bad eye sight as his 20yrs sis...his so going to be blind when he grow old lah...i bet if 2 years ago my mom had listen to me,my bro would not be this bad...can you imagine 2 years of eye-straining? Anyway,he looks rather cute in his glasses...but since im so freaking busy with 3D,i shall take a photo tml and post it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[~~*NEA project...city view*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112381658757817314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLUCDZ7Y-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/-tFCcqD-4no/s320/final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[~~*lunch at pizza hut*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk0FJfZVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/OjNzEYKdEWI/s1600-h/P1030175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112400110405248338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk0FJfZVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/OjNzEYKdEWI/s320/P1030175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk0VJfZWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/M9jI6OJAmcE/s1600-h/P1030181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112400114700215650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk0VJfZWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/M9jI6OJAmcE/s320/P1030181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk0lJfZXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/My90gQ65yH0/s1600-h/P1030184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112400118995182962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk0lJfZXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/My90gQ65yH0/s320/P1030184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk01JfZYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/53Ni5F6H7yA/s1600-h/P1030178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112400123290150274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLk01JfZYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/53Ni5F6H7yA/s320/P1030178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6609961382540172193?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6609961382540172193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6609961382540172193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6609961382540172193' title='[~~*restless brains*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RvLUCDZ7Y-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/-tFCcqD-4no/s72-c/final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8064246565092740420</id><published>2007-09-08T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:19.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Recuperating*~~]</title><content type='html'>[F]inally...a little rest from all the craziness of school....Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad a very good sleep last night...no dreams that kept me thinking...i haven't slept so soundly for months now...not because of Peter...it's just my mind keeps thinking....work, family, school, life...guess i was too tired to think...and now i have additional problem...a guy with a sad ex-gf...i think wendy kinds of remind me of myself...the 2months when i was "away" from Peter and after we got back, knowing he was enjoying himself with another girl...it just hurts so much...but that is the past isn't it...he's not meant for me...it's for another...and i will not change what God has put in my life or will remove...accepting is to have faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ent to the airport 2weeks back to do some work...end up having fun because it's been ages since i last went...looking at the plane kept me thinking(what's wrong with my brains???) how i could just take off from this earth and never return..to be free in the air...but i guess all of us can't stay up there forever...NO PEACH &amp; BANANAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjafgz5JI/AAAAAAAAANU/2REFdPsTCPE/s1600-h/P1030060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107683865434252434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjafgz5JI/AAAAAAAAANU/2REFdPsTCPE/s320/P1030060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIja_gz5KI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZxkgcTftQ9w/s1600-h/P1030061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107683874024187042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIja_gz5KI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZxkgcTftQ9w/s320/P1030061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjbfgz5LI/AAAAAAAAANk/3S1WYV7Jfcw/s1600-h/P1030062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107683882614121650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjbfgz5LI/AAAAAAAAANk/3S1WYV7Jfcw/s320/P1030062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjbvgz5MI/AAAAAAAAANs/9faFU-0KtbU/s1600-h/P1030063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107683886909088962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjbvgz5MI/AAAAAAAAANs/9faFU-0KtbU/s320/P1030063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjb_gz5NI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9KZzlCT4LbE/s1600-h/P1030065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107683891204056274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjb_gz5NI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9KZzlCT4LbE/s320/P1030065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [~~*so ugly...hahahahahaha*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[~~*god so love us that he gave us his only son...for our happiness and for hope*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8064246565092740420?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8064246565092740420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8064246565092740420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8064246565092740420' title='[~~*Recuperating*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RuIjafgz5JI/AAAAAAAAANU/2REFdPsTCPE/s72-c/P1030060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7596227551443750118</id><published>2007-09-03T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:19.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*path to craziness*~~]</title><content type='html'>[T]erm break is coming soon...real soon...next week...hahahahahahahaha...this means stress level is going up...&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I DON'T LIKE WEB DESIGN&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE DRAWING IN TERENCE&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE 3D ANIMATION...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[M[odel this during the weekend with the help of a tutorial...my clip for this semester is a guy doing 3D on the com,getting ver stressed and shout "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE"...i like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106003317745771634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rtwq9vgz5HI/AAAAAAAAANE/LJuiM_9L1iU/s320/com+front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106003322040738946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rtwq9_gz5II/AAAAAAAAANM/HwbJ8TTw2k4/s320/com+back.jpg" border="0" /&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/38395546-7596227551443750118?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7596227551443750118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7596227551443750118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7596227551443750118' title='[~~*path to craziness*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rtwq9vgz5HI/AAAAAAAAANE/LJuiM_9L1iU/s72-c/com+front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-3951244856833423809</id><published>2007-08-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:49:47.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*confession*~~]</title><content type='html'>[C]onfession is usually the hardest thing to do...it makes people feel awkward...had to deal with two today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]fter school,ate lunch with zhi xian at sunshine plaza &amp; did James's work(observing people)...went to the library to do NEA but my brains refuse to work...we talked abit with all the topics under the sun...haha...anyway,went home after that but got delayed at the MRT station...a lady threw up when we step out of the train...after that she said she had magrine &amp; she was pregnant...no matter how sick a person is,he/she will be damn embarrass lah...at that time,all i could was "somebody do something...zhi xian do something...i should do something...HELP HELP HELP!!!" But everything turned out ok...she felt better, i felt squirmiest about the puke,her husband came and i made 3 new frenz...1 was a little 3 yr old girl... *big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P]eter is like the thing of the past...i don't ever want to think or look at him anymore...not even be frenz...But when Zhi Xian told me he likes me(at 1st i thought he was joking but later he told me he's serious...) i started thinking again...i think i think too much...see,the sentence just prove me right...haha...i amuse myself...anyway,i'm just thinking.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]reating someone as a substitute is so not nice lah...i don't want it to be unfair for the person whom i think i want to get together with...i admit he is a nice guy and i feel comfortable with him...but.......i....i just don't want to be hurt again...it was not easy to pick up the pieces,especially when he took such great care of me...and i don't want to hurt zhi xian by taking him as a sub...he says he doesn't mind but i know deep inside he has feelings and it is going to hurt alot if i do that...i am so confuse...why do guys make me confuse...maybe i should be a lesbian (over my dead dead body...haha)...*sigh* why can't i stop having this things happening to me...why can't my life be perfect like other people...why do i cry everynight when i dream about it...it hurts...but does anyone know my pain??? I'm wearing a mask,bottling my pain and smiling to the world...who can unmask me and make me feel happy again? Is it u...zhi xian...or will it be alan...or wei tang...or david...or will i wear this mask till i die...the pain is unbearable...i wanna cry...&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will anyone give me a shoulder to cry on, a hug for comfort &amp;amp; a smile to brighten my day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-3951244856833423809?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3951244856833423809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3951244856833423809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3951244856833423809' title='[~~*confession*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6003976196137212930</id><published>2007-08-23T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T14:10:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*blog*~~]</title><content type='html'>[B]ack to update on my boring boring life...haha...actually,life have been pretty colourful for me for the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[O]n tuesday, had to come to school at 9am to do the student assistantship thingy...like working for the school lah...anyway,on my way from bugis to school,i have to cross like 3 traffic lights before i reach the school...the crossing from bugis's tcc to the opposite side which is this fashion, there was a disgusting dead cat...it was run over, with it's intesting out of it's body,mouth crock and it's basically jst flat lah...ewwww....wanted to take a pic around 12noon but it was removed...sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]y ISCG group (final project) is me and Zhi Xian...we're doing 3D...lin,sarah &amp; sha wants to do AVP instead...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Z]hi Xian is a new guy who joined us this year...his older by 2 years,serving his NS as a civic servant(i think it's so cool lah...better then sam...haha...useless policeman.. :P) and teaching me drawing...haha...his kinda wierd but his ok...not like some ass holes i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ell, me and the asshole is finally over...i can't believe i was blind lah...and not to mention,stupid...kathy saw him on wed...she was like "his so old and ugly looking." Although now i look back,he looks kinda old &amp; ugly looking...but i know his heart is a beautiful one except that he change it for some reason...it breaks my heart but...life goes on...as Zhi xian says, "u cry now,tomorrow u also cry...when then will u stop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[~~*life is full of crosses...embrace them and it will give you eternal life*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6003976196137212930?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6003976196137212930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6003976196137212930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6003976196137212930' title='[~~*blog*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5380116205041794522</id><published>2007-08-07T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:20.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*scream*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[J]ames on leave today...cancelled lesson...no school...try my hands at cheesecake...looks good... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[A]hhhhh......i screaming so painfully inside...i hate being in this shell...i wan to break free but i juz can't...too much to risk,too much to lose...but the pain is eating me...i want to let the whole world see who the true helena is...i'm nice...i'm really nice...why do people consistanly see the flaws &amp; mistake?...Can a lepoard change it's spot if it wants to? Life just keeps getting harder...school,home,church...and love...or am i just thinking too much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[S]crew my life...to hell with it...maybe i should just leave and let everyone carry on with their fake happy life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RrgpzkxoFcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iN3a3RgcqcI/s1600-h/P1020929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868944391607746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RrgpzkxoFcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iN3a3RgcqcI/s320/P1020929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgpz0xoFdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QFnJbQZJhCk/s1600-h/P1020993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868948686575058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgpz0xoFdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QFnJbQZJhCk/s320/P1020993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo8UxoFXI/AAAAAAAAALs/jKiC2GHOWPw/s1600-h/P1020803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095867995203835250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo8UxoFXI/AAAAAAAAALs/jKiC2GHOWPw/s320/P1020803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo80xoFYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KMOJYiS-sXo/s1600-h/P1020805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868003793769858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo80xoFYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KMOJYiS-sXo/s320/P1020805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo9UxoFZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/u1i6ntmjR20/s1600-h/P1020840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868012383704466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo9UxoFZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/u1i6ntmjR20/s320/P1020840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo-ExoFaI/AAAAAAAAAME/wOoE7m-dSxU/s1600-h/P1020858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868025268606370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo-ExoFaI/AAAAAAAAAME/wOoE7m-dSxU/s320/P1020858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo-0xoFbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Q62OHpCdTPM/s1600-h/P1020905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868038153508274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rrgo-0xoFbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Q62OHpCdTPM/s320/P1020905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5380116205041794522?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5380116205041794522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5380116205041794522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5380116205041794522' title='[~~*scream*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RrgpzkxoFcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iN3a3RgcqcI/s72-c/P1020929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-3609789659127538315</id><published>2007-07-29T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:00:09.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[S]o lazy...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]pent the last week of my holidays mostly in the hospital...Mon was a trip to the Zoo with Sarah,Lin &amp; Sha(usual gang)...tue sent my mom to hospital suspecting dengue...wed postpone wild wild wet's trip due to rain,so went to the hospital to accompany my mom discharge...thur rainned again so had to postpone swimming trip and i ended up at hm as well as fri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]chool has started for a week now...new classmates but mostly same ones,new lecturers and new timetables(and it sux...) oh and of course,new modules...there goes my life for another year...stress and brain juicing(is that a word?haha!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]hall upload animal's pic for those who are so damn bored they look at animals' life...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-3609789659127538315?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3609789659127538315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/3609789659127538315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#3609789659127538315' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8413935745826077570</id><published>2007-07-08T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:22.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*a lifetime of fights*~~]</title><content type='html'>[A]s i write this entry,im offically 20yrs 1 week old...and im feeling damn old already...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad convivence today...the A &amp; B com have combined and there are going to be so many rub off...it's only our 1st convivence and it already took so long...we're so going to have a long lifetime together...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos taken on my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084765686986224322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC3c7rossI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jhtFjI3utE8/s320/P1020733.jpg" border="0" /&gt; [~~*family dinner...cooked like crazy lah*~~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084765712756028130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC3ebrosuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9fookoiaL10/s320/P1020737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[~~*they are the best oldest people in the world...full of wrinkles*~~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084765695576158930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC3dbrostI/AAAAAAAAAK0/34OtNtdYPxU/s320/P1020735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[~~*when will he stop his face making at me??? Doesn't he know it's not cute(but it is~~~)*~~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084765729935897346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC3fbroswI/AAAAAAAAALM/hN3vnMP9ay4/s320/P1020751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084765721345962738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC3e7rosvI/AAAAAAAAALE/OQW0u12dCTw/s320/P1020739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084767031310988050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC4rLrosxI/AAAAAAAAALU/dEH-qSf9Lbs/s320/P1020753.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[H]ad dinner with Imm &amp; Sam...they were so nice to pay for my very nice sushi dinner...i just had a sushi craving and they were they to fufill it...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS GUYZ&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and thanks for ur bdae wishes - to sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC4r7rosyI/AAAAAAAAALc/WGYT9ngm6x0/s1600-h/P1020768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084767044195889954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC4r7rosyI/AAAAAAAAALc/WGYT9ngm6x0/s320/P1020768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC4s7roszI/AAAAAAAAALk/qy5R9AjCyZQ/s1600-h/P1020781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084767061375759154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC4s7roszI/AAAAAAAAALk/qy5R9AjCyZQ/s320/P1020781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8413935745826077570?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8413935745826077570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8413935745826077570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8413935745826077570' title='[~~*a lifetime of fights*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RpC3c7rossI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jhtFjI3utE8/s72-c/P1020733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8809251223688590653</id><published>2007-07-01T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:19:59.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Y]eah!!! Offically 20 now...had a not so great but wonderful birthday today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]tarted of with midnight movie with the gang at TM...then we walked ALL THE WAY HOME(nice way to spend your birthday..haha)then slept for about 3 hours from 4am to 7am...tried to slept but you can never get to sleep can u??? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R]ach &amp; Kathy stayed over my place so when rach woke up,she sang me my 1st birthday song...then had a little surprise when they both drag me to my cousins' place for a cake with candle but no fire...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad a birthday dinner for my whole family including ruth's side(which means my mark n damian sang twice on the same day) which i was cooking...damn tired from all the cooking and heat but during the dinner...nice...best...LOOOOOVVVVEEEEEE it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who wished me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-rach, kathy, mark, damian, daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-my family, ruth, herbert, grandma n grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-wei tang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-immanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-lin, sarah and sharina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-peter, carole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYZ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8809251223688590653?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8809251223688590653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8809251223688590653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8809251223688590653' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7029917237510106642</id><published>2007-06-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:45:50.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;[D]amn bored...did that stupid lame blogthings again...hey i'm going to be a multimillionaire(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like real&lt;/span&gt;) cuz im so not evil...haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 80%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You simply have a natural knack for money and the personality for success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/"&gt;Will You Be a Multimillionaire?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Sensitivity Score: 82%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouextremelysensitivequiz/sensitive-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an extremely sensitive person. You notice everything.&lt;br /&gt;You've probably been called overly sensitive before, and it's partially true.&lt;br /&gt;Highly sensitive people tend to be highly intelligent. And you just can't turn off that part of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouextremelysensitivequiz/"&gt;Are You Extremely Sensitive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: July 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just believe in love at first site - you've experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;You develop crushes pretty easily, but keeping your interest is another matter!&lt;br /&gt;You are very prone to love - hate relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 1st, 10th, 19th, and 28th of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fef4f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect blend of independent and caring&lt;br /&gt;You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Girlfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7029917237510106642?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7029917237510106642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7029917237510106642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7029917237510106642' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-42268805866180998</id><published>2007-06-12T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:42:58.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*birth month*~~]</title><content type='html'>[B]eing on MC for 2 weeks can really be boring so i'm waking up early to eat medicine and to check mail...got this birth month thingy from Derrick... here's mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JULY=ATTITUDE&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. no self control. kind hearted. Self confident. loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. easy to get along with and talk to. has an 'every thing's peachy' attitude. likes talking and singing. loves music. daydreamer. easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. loves to be loved. hates studying. in need of 'that someone'. longs for freedom. rebellious when withheld or restricted. lives by 'no pain no gain'. Caring. Always a suspect. playful. mysterious. 'charming' or 'beautiful' to everyone. stubborn. curious. independent. strong willed. a fighter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[B]ored at the moment so using this time to touch up Pipo's birthday photo...another 3 weeks or so it will be mine and i ain't getting any fun cuz of the bloddy stitches...what a way to spent your birthday...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-42268805866180998?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/42268805866180998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/42268805866180998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#42268805866180998' title='[~~*birth month*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5721993419256835028</id><published>2007-06-11T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:22.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*sweet sweet life*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I]'m alive and kicking...im so happy...the blood test showed positive for cancer but the operation show negative...thank god...although there were problems with my intestines and after the op,i can't sleep properly cuz of "sluggish inside", im so glad it's nothing serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad a wierd thought last night before Zzzing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is like a beautiful necklace...When you wear it,you want to show it off to the world like you would like to show off your love to your partner to the world...but when your wearing it,you worry that people might steal it away like you worry that your partner might leave someday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why do we buy that necklace when we know of the dangers. Same,why do we fall in love when we know that there will be both happiness and hurt?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simply beacuse we fall in love with the beauty the necklace gives,just like we fall in love with that man who makes you smile...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074745230310406674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rm0d5lpCehI/AAAAAAAAAKk/uXrYDJdzNM4/s320/ATT00124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUYZ AS WELL...PETER YOU BETTER SEE THIS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5721993419256835028?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5721993419256835028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5721993419256835028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5721993419256835028' title='[~~*sweet sweet life*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rm0d5lpCehI/AAAAAAAAAKk/uXrYDJdzNM4/s72-c/ATT00124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4032920524233726003</id><published>2007-06-04T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:29:23.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*death door*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] will be lying if i said im not scared...i put on a smile everyday,seem fine and healthy...but inside,im dying...the pain is unbearable...and the doc said that there might be a possibility of cancer...im scared...im so young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ill be admitting into KK hospital on wed(day after tomorrow,6/6/07) to remove a cyst that might be cancer...shell breaking...like my life is not stressful and painful enough,now i have physical pain...shit...emotion plus body pain...it's more then i can handle...lossing my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]nyway,went out with 1J yesterday...some people never change...haha...Esther is as loud,Jian Ming is as wierd,Jess's hair is getting more wierd too...but the best was Uncle Ee...still as fatherly as always...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 51th BIRTHDAY UNCLE EE&lt;/span&gt; ...haha...will upload pics as soon as Qilin and Esther send me the photos...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[~~*to trust in god and to be strong is not easy but the reward is the best*~~]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4032920524233726003?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4032920524233726003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4032920524233726003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4032920524233726003' title='[~~*death door*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6532437005889644588</id><published>2007-06-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:38:56.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[I]t was hard to let him go...but now he made it so easy for me...just by doing the thing i hate most and letting me see...smoking...that stupid thing that almost cost me my life...haha...i can happily say from my heart that i no longer love Peter Chin Kok Wing...he can go back to malaysia and i won't shed another tear for him...yes...i am finally free...should really thank him...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6532437005889644588?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6532437005889644588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6532437005889644588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6532437005889644588' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8603609443410386783</id><published>2007-05-24T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:17:03.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*healing hand*~~]</title><content type='html'>[H]ealing my heart and it's sure damn is not easy...i miss him so much...even i know his an asshole,i can't help it but keep thinking of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L]ike they always say...time heals all wounds...meantime,it's time to stand up....yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8603609443410386783?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8603609443410386783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8603609443410386783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8603609443410386783' title='[~~*healing hand*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-9101453992495067060</id><published>2007-05-19T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:17:06.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*to stand and to defend*~~]</title><content type='html'>[M]en...i really gotto do something about them...their really just assholes with a dick that they use to satisfy their own disgusting needs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]y life was at peace...but it was never...men seems to like to destory my life...1st it was my dad...then came my step dad...then Peter...then my cousins...then david...then francis and now even Samuel...just what is wrong with all your brains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R]eally should stand up on my own...guyz are just craps ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;["H]ow" do i love again when i have fallen from it...real hard....................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-9101453992495067060?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/9101453992495067060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/9101453992495067060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#9101453992495067060' title='[~~*to stand and to defend*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8217045975058786238</id><published>2007-05-15T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:48:28.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*Peter...i love you*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I]t's been days but why does it feel like years have gone by??? Every part of my body is dieing to hold him again and to let him hold me...my lips want to taste the sweet sweet taste of his lips...why? Why did mistakes have to happen to bring us apart? I want to be his so badly...my eyes have stop crying but has my heart stop? Or have it stop beating completely...maybe that's why i feel so dead..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8217045975058786238?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8217045975058786238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8217045975058786238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8217045975058786238' title='[~~*Peter...i love you*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7861824673076581931</id><published>2007-05-12T09:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T10:00:37.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*man sux*~~]</title><content type='html'>[E]verytime it happens,it never fails to make me cry a full day or two...but this time,i cried my heart out and it still hurts like shit...love...it either make u or break you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[C]an't believe what he did to me...after 10 months he spills that i'm a terrible girlfriend...then he insist on a break...he says i keep too much in me...but i talk it out after a few days and i forgive him and decides not to break...i changed my habits for him...but after all i have done...he "explodes" and tells me all the things he kept in him for 10months and keeps saying things like now we break but we will get back...what the fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] don't know how long i can hold on...the church is right...no one can fill this need of love in me except god...and damn i don't need a guy to make me happy although it is nice to have a shoulder to lean on and to chat endlessly at night...and to spent special days(like bdae &amp; Vdae) with a very special some1...not that lin &amp; sarah can't share my birthday(i love u guyz) but it will be so nice to have an extra special some1 to be romantic and make the day even better...but that is the past...looking forward with hurt in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[F]orgive...so hard...but i will come to forgive him...every1 has their reasons...and i love him no matter how badly he treats me...because to love is to forgive(nt bf kind la)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7861824673076581931?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7861824673076581931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7861824673076581931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7861824673076581931' title='[~~*man sux*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1075329849384248091</id><published>2007-04-24T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:09:23.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[H]ad a great week...last week i meant...went shooting at Victoria Theater on Tue for Hougang Sec's Arts Fiesta 3...i suddenly miss being in the choir and being in school...i miss the good old days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[F]riday was the worst and the best day of my life...went filming at a construction site...was kinda scary but also very interesting and it definately toughen me up...and let me see life in another perspective that people can die anything anywhere anyhow...a worker almost sat on a huge screw...don't ask...long story...too lazy...yawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[U]ploading of my "exciting" construction trip will have to wait till the next blog...straving and tiredness can kill my brain cells...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1075329849384248091?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1075329849384248091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1075329849384248091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1075329849384248091' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6016988890569939061</id><published>2007-04-24T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:25.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*photos*~~]</title><content type='html'>{~~*lin's bdae*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3_YRXsH4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1JS7_NxAU-0/s1600-h/P1010755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056978749051641730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3_YRXsH4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1JS7_NxAU-0/s320/P1010755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056978753346609042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3_YhXsH5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/TJxuHT2Hi2Y/s320/P1010762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3-0xXsH3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/OyTPtZSCpFs/s1600-h/P1010747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056978139166285682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3-0xXsH3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/OyTPtZSCpFs/s320/P1010747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {~~*preparing for the nite of all nites*~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39uRXsHuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/UjeH8nkrm98/s1600-h/P1010646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056976927985508066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39uRXsHuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/UjeH8nkrm98/s320/P1010646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39uhXsHvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bvGQWuv7SAE/s1600-h/P1010647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056976932280475378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39uhXsHvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bvGQWuv7SAE/s320/P1010647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39uxXsHwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lg1spwqU3rs/s1600-h/P1010665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056976936575442690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39uxXsHwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lg1spwqU3rs/s320/P1010665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39vRXsHxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/T0I4xtUjzME/s1600-h/P1010678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056976945165377298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39vRXsHxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/T0I4xtUjzME/s320/P1010678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39vhXsHyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OX-V_U_IA7k/s1600-h/P1010679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056976949460344610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri39vhXsHyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OX-V_U_IA7k/s320/P1010679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056978126281383730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3-0BXsHzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-1nyZm13FPs/s320/P1010684.jpg" border="0" /&gt; {~~*the nite itself with the pretty gals*~~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056978130576351042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3-0RXsH0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zLUu6YY5gnM/s320/P1010687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056978134871318354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3-0hXsH1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cxhPQAAKIZ0/s320/P1010692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056978134871318370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3-0hXsH2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/JNLhgOXKjow/s320/P1010719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6016988890569939061?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6016988890569939061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6016988890569939061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6016988890569939061' title='[~~*photos*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Ri3_YRXsH4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1JS7_NxAU-0/s72-c/P1010755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2711067522349502026</id><published>2007-04-15T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T16:50:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*week one april*~~]</title><content type='html'>[B]een damn lazy to blog...in fact,i didn't even come online since easter...feeling damn lazy and damn tired to do anything but sleep,work n sleep...din even bother to eat...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[E]aster was great on sunday...but the dinner place was freaking hot...as in air-con spoiled in a small room filled with at least 210 people...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[C]elebrated Lin's 20th birthday on friday...but today is the offical day...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...~mauck~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~*will edit post tonight to upload images due to lack of time...im going out...chao*~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2711067522349502026?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2711067522349502026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2711067522349502026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2711067522349502026' title='[~~*week one april*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2742305318716642053</id><published>2007-04-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:57:10.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*intern*~~]</title><content type='html'>[W]opee...i've got a company that is willing to take me in as intern...and it was the 1st company i called...thank you god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]ts a pretty cool company...not mediacrop or stuff...but they do wedding videos etc...and they juz took a small 3D project which i will be handling...i feel so honored...they are willing to throw a whole project at me...although it means having to go for real presentation to clients and taking in good or bad feedbacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]oly week started...juz came back from annoucement of Easter...tml,holy thur...fri is good fri and saturday is Easter vigil...can't wait to put on my lovely gown...weeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[G]oing to get crazy at sarah's place tml...gotto get enough slp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2742305318716642053?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2742305318716642053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2742305318716642053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2742305318716642053' title='[~~*intern*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4561674840879886629</id><published>2007-04-02T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:27.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*not different...but unique*~~]</title><content type='html'>[D]id some super IQ test that i had put away for a long time...sent by Sammy on jan 19...wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Super IQ Test&lt;br /&gt;How Smart Are You Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora, your IQ score is 103&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your overall intelligence quotient is the result of a scientifically-tested formula based on how many questions you answered correctly. But it's only part of what we learned about you from your answers on the test. We also determined the way you process information.The way you think about things makes you an Intuitive Interpreter. This means you are a highly conceptual thinker. Rather than focusing on facts and figures, you look at the big picture. You are less inclined to need to walk through something step by step to understand the logic behind it. This also lets you make connections between something you learned three weeks ago and something you are learning today. While other people need those types of connections pointed out for them, you just naturally make them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did we determine that your thinking style is that of an Intuitive Interpreter? When we examined your test results further, we analyzed how you scored on 8 dimensions of intelligence: spatial, organizational, abstract reasoning, logical, mechanical, verbal, visual and numerical. The 3 dimensions you scored highest on combine to make you an Intuitive Interpreter. Only 6 out of 1,000 people have this rare combination of abilities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;[L]in sent me this a while back too...hmm...shd really name this post "back to the past"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648118671082546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBmtw1VhDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PJwE3ASXIdg/s320/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648122966049858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBmuA1VhEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BVfxOFPYXP8/s320/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648122966049874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBmuA1VhFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Tg_THg6YL7I/s320/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648127261017186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBmuQ1VhGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5bGmheyhykU/s320/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648127261017202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBmuQ1VhHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Rend8zTzTM8/s320/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648479448335490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBnCw1VhII/AAAAAAAAAIs/uWFOV_9wxc4/s320/6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648483743302802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBnDA1VhJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xOKKjKHnnj8/s320/7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048648488038270114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBnDQ1VhKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZQnrxzz-sBU/s320/8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4561674840879886629?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4561674840879886629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4561674840879886629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4561674840879886629' title='[~~*not different...but unique*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RhBmtw1VhDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PJwE3ASXIdg/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5117454511679145616</id><published>2007-04-01T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:29.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*march class outing*~~]</title><content type='html'>[W]ent out yesterday with fellow 1J classmates...more like ex-classmates...haha...lets see who was present at sentosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lina,yan ling,zhangkai,zhiwei,uncle ee,ms ng,meiting,esther,bernard,doreen,keith,kahwei,jingyuan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad lots of fun and more sunburns...went to church after that looking like a cooked lobster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating junkies for lunch&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048387186522948514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg95Zg1Vg6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/pWWqUHTf7MM/s320/P1010592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;smiles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048387190817915826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg95Zw1Vg7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/khx1YnOicNs/s320/P1010598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Esther doing her famous...tree pole dance&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048387177933013906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg95ZA1Vg5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Lm-TXVqA_Ss/s320/P1010579.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guyz are SOOOO irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048389136438100930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg97LA1Vg8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/zy2z5xghHMQ/s320/P1010611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a bear hug before...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048389145028035538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg97Lg1Vg9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/EtsSrFaUnik/s320/P1010614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The *ahem*...sex in the sea???(censor)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048389153617970162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg97MA1Vg_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/MS44daMECRU/s320/P1010630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being lifted...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048389157912937474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg97MQ1VhAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MhyxHybD5fE/s320/P1010631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then being thrown&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048390257424565266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg98MQ1VhBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iMmKzbWs3eg/s320/P1010632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG....how can doreen take a pic of me eating...so ugly...haha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048390266014499874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg98Mw1VhCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/TVAsYB2kuuU/s320/P1010642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;best class of a lifetime...and sticking together...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048389145028035554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg97Lg1Vg-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Kzq0B8xlXug/s320/P1010625.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5117454511679145616?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5117454511679145616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5117454511679145616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5117454511679145616' title='[~~*march class outing*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rg95Zg1Vg6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/pWWqUHTf7MM/s72-c/P1010592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4753984642654659959</id><published>2007-03-27T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:31.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*tracking the lost and unfound*~~]</title><content type='html'>[W]ent out with Sammy today...had to find the whereabouts of my dad...approach police records,yellow pages &amp; even went to ICA building...but to no results...last hope is my uncle whose working as a PI(private investigator)...really hope that i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]am was great company today...we had things to talk about even though it was the very first time we went out alone...and we played pool before a movie...i was being my usual pool self of not being able to hit the damn ball in...why does the ball always go the wrong direction...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]oive critic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TMNT (teenage mutant ninja turtles)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a 3D animated film on the famous turtles which was once a 2D animation. The story line is pretty simple. Brothers fight among themselves to become the leader but when one of the brothers got into trouble,the renuion just hits them. And this time,there enemies are some stone statue turned alive and 13 monsters from another dimension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- i think the animation was great. The modelling, rigging and movements were damn good. Talk about wanting to do a full-flag animation for final project. This holiday,i'm just rotting at home instead of getting started on my story &amp;amp; storyboard,after which comes the modelling,mapping,rigging &amp; finally, animating...i think i really should get started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me &amp; sammy...haha...sammy sammy sammy...so firece...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046614077945058562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgksxApmlQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kwSewTTKnb8/s320/P1010563.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smoking freak...haha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046615207521457426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgktywpmlRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Y_ivZEBGiPY/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046615207521457442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgktywpmlSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pUw_rjmR9bo/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046616289853216066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgkuxwpmlUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/E7NofkMfI5U/s320/P1010565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046616285558248754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgkuxgpmlTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ctu9gGSC7GI/s320/P1010564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4753984642654659959?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4753984642654659959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4753984642654659959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4753984642654659959' title='[~~*tracking the lost and unfound*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgksxApmlQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kwSewTTKnb8/s72-c/P1010563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4693596124032686987</id><published>2007-03-26T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:13:13.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*woman power*~~]</title><content type='html'>Subject: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY WOMEN ARE THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Silent Treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day,he needed his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 AM " He left it where he knew she would find it.The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight.  Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM . Wake up."  Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife Vs. Husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and  neither of them wanted to concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"  "Yep," the wife replied , "in-laws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women's Revenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cash, check or charge?" I asked, after folding items the woman wished to purchase. As she fumbled for her wallet I noticed a remote control for a television set in her purse. "So, do you always carry your TV remote?" I asked."No," she replied, " but my husband refused to come shopping with me, and I figured this was the most evil thing I could do to him legally."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Understanding Women (A Man's Perspective)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not going to understand women. I'll never understood how you can take boiling hot wax, pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root, and still be afraid of a spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W O R D S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day... 30,000 to a man's 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men...  The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man said t o his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time. " The wife responded, "Allow me to explain. God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me; God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who Does What&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning. The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee."  The husband said, " You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee." Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee." Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me." So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says.........."HEBREWS"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4693596124032686987?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4693596124032686987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4693596124032686987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4693596124032686987' title='[~~*woman power*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-2572933568927684688</id><published>2007-03-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:17:52.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*yippy*~~]</title><content type='html'>[S]o happy...went for cantor's meeting today for easter preparation...and i got to sing my fav song..."Noli Me Tangere"....yeah yeah yeah...anyway,we busted Joyce...now she have to sing the saint song...haha...im soooooo nice...oh...and kathy,cam &amp;amp; me will b sitting next to each other...except for raach cuz she's singing a reading song...damn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]fter meeting,went out for dinner with kathy,camelia and Samuel...hmm...sam is not as scary as i thought...but his vulgarity still needs work...and i think his a pretty cool guy after all...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[G]ot myself thinking...next year(hopefully) when i get baptise, things are so going to be different...especially at home...gotto learn to love that ass hole...and my mom...why can't the be in the way and feel god's love instead of being what they are...it hurts so much when i hate them...do they really think i want to hate them???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*love is never easy...to love someone in silence is even more tough*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-2572933568927684688?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2572933568927684688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/2572933568927684688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2572933568927684688' title='[~~*yippy*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1251516350852721832</id><published>2007-03-22T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:41:09.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*stone*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] guess you can call me brain dead...cuz my heart has stopped beating...and my mind stopped working...the pain is unbearable...i can't stand it...i don't know what is going on in Peter's mind nor do i have any idea what his doing anymore...i wonder...if he still loves me...i really wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L]osing my thoughts too much...why is he so cold towards me...why is he always showing me faces...why is he faking all his smiles...why does he yell at me so much...why did he not call me when he said he would...why did he play me out on a date...why is he always so tired with me but never at work or with frenz...why why why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[G]oing crazy with all this whys...if only there was some ways to let him know how i feel without me tell him...i look at him and i get scared...i feel like i don't know him anymore...like his a total stranger...like his...his someone else and not the Peter i knew...it hurts...so badly...can someone just tell him...but i guess not...he will always have something to defend himself...or is he hiding a deep secret from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[O]ut of my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1251516350852721832?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1251516350852721832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1251516350852721832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1251516350852721832' title='[~~*stone*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5021207821468463144</id><published>2007-03-21T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:32.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*fun fun in the sun*~~]</title><content type='html'>[H]ad loads of fun ytd...went to sentosa with lin,sarah &amp; sha...i got burned again...haha...ohhhh...and i touch an igana...disgusting man...got my cam back so now i will flood my blog with pretty images of myself...i think im crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]e treats me so differently...i don't know if it's me over-reacting or he is the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waiting for the super cool tram...now whose the mysterious woman at the back...(me,sarah,lin sha)* &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044388659243866866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFEwl89WvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QcK8ImHAq4M/s320/P1080138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i was too terrified to smile...i look so scared!!!!!!!!*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044390527554640642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFGdV89WwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UMnhWRFrUPk/s320/P1010497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the igana hates sarah...cuz sarah took this pic and he stick his tongue out at her...haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044391188979604242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFHD189WxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/455SAqtvbGE/s320/P1010491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is one disgusting monkey...i swear when the middle one sits,the butt looks like a cushion*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044391850404567842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFHqV89WyI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zO1iKwA-CSQ/s320/P1010503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crazy people buried me in sand and dn let me scratch when i itch...some fren(look at my HUGE BOOBS)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044392722282928946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFIdF89WzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zHpJOW2fUaU/s320/P1010526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i feel insulted...some people are just so concern about my penis...stupid korean woman* &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044393856154295106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFJfF89W0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/nT44cnHG2Zo/s320/P1010522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*royal pain in the ass made a penis for the royal mouse and now wants to steal the limelight...damn* &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044396012227877714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFLcl89W1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/0968BwU4u6c/s320/P1010534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*barbie display at Vivo city...i think this is the prettiest dress...but the rest is just as nice* &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044397180458982242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFMgl89W2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/hNTJVGEJFM0/s320/P1010553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ate dinner at BANQUET...the guy who did the carrot cake damn nice...c the heart prawns...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044397966437997426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFNOV89W3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/O0hVa8Ntq6Q/s320/P1010559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5021207821468463144?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5021207821468463144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5021207821468463144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5021207821468463144' title='[~~*fun fun in the sun*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgFEwl89WvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QcK8ImHAq4M/s72-c/P1080138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1925909659879567923</id><published>2007-03-19T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:33.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*unsure*~~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[N]ot feeling my usual self today...don't know why...just feels wierd...like something is missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[B]aked a batch of chocolate cookies...the 1st batch was burned...guess i wasn't paying attention...now i wasted more then half it...i look at it and i feel sad...i don't know what's wrong with me...everything isn't going well...but luckily, the 2nd batch meant for tomorrow's picnic is fine...so i guess the home batch either goes into the bin...or if someone's stomach is strong,they can finish it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[C]hange the look of my images arrangement...now the text is before the image...ppl are complaining they get mixed up when i put the text beneath the image...they think the text is for the next image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the batter looks gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043501224470390530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rf4dpFzOJwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xSnNEgZZHDk/s320/P1010459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who likes m&amp;m...please grab from screen...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043501611017447186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rf4d_lzOJxI/AAAAAAAAADY/LxMnx9-g440/s320/P1010460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before entering...hell...the place of the intense heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043502315392083746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rf4eolzOJyI/AAAAAAAAADg/IhgHuTNlxF0/s320/P1010463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st batch...burned for 10mins...or should i say overbaked for 10mins...im so cruel to my cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043502925277439794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rf4fMFzOJzI/AAAAAAAAADo/dx7fTmTFWIo/s320/P1010466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The 2nd batch...looks so much better then the 1st...linny,sarah &amp; sha...we're having this tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043503569522534210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rf4fxlzOJ0I/AAAAAAAAADw/BtWlsvPg4d0/s320/P1010470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the big difference man...just like my burned &amp; unburned body&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043504123573315410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rf4gR1zOJ1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/_SzcTcHwZpI/s320/P1010471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1925909659879567923?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1925909659879567923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1925909659879567923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1925909659879567923' title='[~~*unsure*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rf4dpFzOJwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xSnNEgZZHDk/s72-c/P1010459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5320719170450839779</id><published>2007-03-18T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:36.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*roast pig*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] have offically had the worst burn of my life...haha...went to east coast beach today with rachel,kathy,camelia,damian,daniel,david and raphe...and a rock that kathy keeps calling "Mark" because she don't wanna let him miss out on all the fun...then she keeps using him to dig holes in the sand??? Crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]urn myself until the color difference is huge...red and white...so singaporean...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel, myself, camelia &amp; kathy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044608707598310274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgIM5F89W4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9dm4Y9XdtFI/s320/P1010384.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damian, daniel, raphe &amp; david &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044609300303797138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgINbl89W5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hsdnOvhVh_I/s320/P1010395.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's a master piece from camelia and rachel to kathy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044609304598764450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgINb189W6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/LXfMAIJ3-n4/s320/P1010400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we juz love to take photos don't we...damn sun in our eyes.......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044610627448691650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgIOo189W8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/QBEsFR-PRz8/s320/P1010430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw this disgusting dead fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044610627448691634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgIOo189W7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/k-ttNfJlGHM/s320/P1010407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time rachel finished her food...i was too tired to eat fast and finish it...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044610636038626258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgIOpV89W9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ABGmg6Own_4/s320/P1010439.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn....we look so chio we should advertise for KFC and ppl will flock to see us when they eat...haha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044611954593586146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgIP2F89W-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/e-RAKEEWqYw/s320/P1010436.jpg" border="0" /&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/38395546-5320719170450839779?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5320719170450839779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5320719170450839779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5320719170450839779' title='[~~*roast pig*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RgIM5F89W4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9dm4Y9XdtFI/s72-c/P1010384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1035886338937387860</id><published>2007-03-16T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:36.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*sticky sweet*~~]</title><content type='html'>[M]ade pineapple tarts today...my mum wants to bring it to office...so i made extras for tue's sentosa trip &amp; of course not forgetting auntie ruth and my baby darling...yummy...sweet delights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]y baby is coming back from malaysia tonight...yeah...he will reach around 4am tomorrow though...but he's bringing me out for lunch and movie...yipeeeeeeeeeeeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042439292636769122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RfpX0hcWK2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/hhdaZ1a1XMo/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yummy...i can't help licking my fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1035886338937387860?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1035886338937387860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1035886338937387860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1035886338937387860' title='[~~*sticky sweet*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RfpX0hcWK2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/hhdaZ1a1XMo/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-4116659252837236043</id><published>2007-03-15T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:36.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*bored*~~]</title><content type='html'>[O]nly the 2nd day of holiday and I'm bored already...can't believe I'm saying this but i miss going to school...althought i don't exactly miss hw but i guess i'm just bored with nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P]eter is still in malaysia...damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]aked a batch of my yummy treats for my siblings and titus(titus is staying over till sun cuz my aunt &amp; uncle is away at convivence...) cuz it's their 1 week holiday and...well just a holiday mood for baking...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]een thinking alot about myself...do i want to major in 3D or AVP...if i do AVP,i will be with my friends and it will be way more fun then doing work alone...but i really like 3D but....no fun...all work and no play makes nora a grumpy pig...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042048351828585298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rfj0QxcWK1I/AAAAAAAAABs/OYfMdnuqxcA/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*looks yummy???taken with my hp...camera with peter...damn...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-4116659252837236043?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4116659252837236043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/4116659252837236043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4116659252837236043' title='[~~*bored*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rfj0QxcWK1I/AAAAAAAAABs/OYfMdnuqxcA/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-5777376009069497660</id><published>2007-03-13T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:46:53.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>{~~*freedom*~~]</title><content type='html'>[F]ree free free...i'm as free as a bird now...no more projects...no more worries...no more stress...and no more TERENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]hinking of what to do during this 4months holiday...but stupid terence say we have to go for internship or some ship thing...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[D]am tired...going to sleep...Zzzzzzzzz...i think i can just sleep my whole holiday away...like hibernating...coolness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P]eter hurt me again...cried like nobodies business...but it's really nobodies business...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-5777376009069497660?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5777376009069497660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/5777376009069497660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5777376009069497660' title='{~~*freedom*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-6149061045762467427</id><published>2007-03-08T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:25:10.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*i hate baldy too*~~]</title><content type='html'>[S]erious hate that stupid baldy Terence...give us insufficent time, instructions not clear and he is such a nag...and baldy originated from Lin cause he is blading and Lin was OBSERVING him so well to know all the details...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[K]inda worn out from all those sleepless nights...but another 3 more days and it's total freedom again...Couldn't believe how tired i was until i was singing last night during word when i almost black out...scary what sleep can do to us...and this proves I'm not god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]ob's project completed...NEA is somewhat there,just a few minor adjustments...AVP still have a few editing and finalizing...3D is half done...Drawing...ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hate Terence again...not even sure of what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*love is the most precious thing...it can either break you or heal you*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-6149061045762467427?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6149061045762467427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/6149061045762467427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6149061045762467427' title='[~~*i hate baldy too*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8772038216604075995</id><published>2007-03-02T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T20:37:16.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*shattered*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] can't describe what happened today...or the few short mins of conversation that shattered my heart and left me bleeding till my heart is dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L]ast lesson with Chris...i think i will actually miss him and his cheeky smile...and Alan's nagging...and Priscilla's yummy goodies...sigh...all this must come to an end...and so much this relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]ried calling Peter from  3.30pm till about 5.45pm...he was suppose to start work at 5pm...i kept calling and was getting worried because he over-slept many times and Chef Mano(his boss) might fire him...so i called up the hotel and Iris picked up the phone...i told a lie asking her to tell the boss that Peter was sick and took some medicine which is why he might not have woken up yet for work...then...she asked me a very wierd question...it broke my heart straight away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]ris asked if Peter and me broke up and what was the reason...then i said we didn't and she told me that Peter said we broke up already...i didn't know if i should get angry or sad or shock or just pretend nothing happened...i keep thinking how can this be a joke...if he joked,he should have said he was kidding...but...i don't know...i don't want to know the truth if it hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] really hate fights...and it seems that Peter and me had more of our share of fighting for quite awhile...maybe it's time to let go if we cannot communicate...maybe it's for the best.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*a thousand word may move the mountain...but a single word can hurt the soul*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8772038216604075995?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8772038216604075995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8772038216604075995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8772038216604075995' title='[~~*shattered*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-7397706648262795200</id><published>2007-03-01T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T23:57:57.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*touchy*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I]t's official...i have not had a normal night sleep in 10 days...every day,it's either 12 midnight or 1,2 am...i think i'm going to break soon...plus all that fever and headache...a woman can die sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad Terence lesson again...his such an arshole...given 14 weeks to do 2D animations,he makes us draw for 13 weeks and gives us 1 miserable week to digitize,do animatix &amp; the short animation...i think his either crazy or he love torturing students and giving them a hard time...even Priscilla said that other years students hate him...damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]ax cafe serve very nice soup and ice-cream...but their main course is just normal western meals...and there's nothing special in taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]ade Lin cried today...it was unintentionally...i swear with my life...i just told her what happened during my discussion with student welfare and why i had to apply for deferment of payment before i'm de-bared from assesment...and she cried...OMG...i was so scared...never really seen a grown man cry...er...i mean woman...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[N]o pic again so it's a all wordy entry...camera is still with Peter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-7397706648262795200?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7397706648262795200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/7397706648262795200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7397706648262795200' title='[~~*touchy*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1766577243431315985</id><published>2007-02-25T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:20:10.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*brainy test*~~]</title><content type='html'>[F]riday was like a super cool day...because we all had to do a play and my group was like super funny plus horny plus cheeky plus...every other genre...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M]issing Peter again...his back in malaysia to visit his parents...celebrate a late CNY i think...sob sob...but i'll cheer up because his coming back a day earlier to accompany me to SPCA cuz i'm like super scared of cats...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I]nteresting to find out that our brain is actually so powerful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Cambridge University. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O lny srmat poelpe can raed tihs. cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs psas it on !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[~~*to love is to hate...to hate is to forgive...to forgive is to find god*~~]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1766577243431315985?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1766577243431315985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1766577243431315985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1766577243431315985' title='[~~*brainy test*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-1294618496041429140</id><published>2007-02-22T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:37.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*funny funny*~~]</title><content type='html'>[A]te KFC for lunch...Lin &amp; Sarah was there before me though...the both had burgers i think...by the time i reached,they were done...so i had a 3piece chicken meal while Peter had a zinger meal...but i only ate 1 chicken cuz one was too hard and Peter ate the other...but i had cheese fries and mashed potato...yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[M]eet Michelle &amp;amp; Ilmi at student lounge to role play the skip for tml's lesson...it was super fun...so much laughing and giggling...althought we had our arguments(never fails to happen when im around) but we sure had a good time...cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*A SENIOR MOMENT*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A very self-important university freshman attending a recent football game, it upon himself to explain to a senior citizen sitting next to him why it was impossible for the older generation to understand his generation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You grew up in a different world, actually an almost primitive one," the student said, loud enough for many of those nearby to hear. "The young people of today grew up with television, jet planes, space travel, man walking on the moon, our spaceships have visited Mars. We have nuclear energy, electric and hydrogen cars, computers with light-speed processing and...," pausing to take another drink of beer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Senior took advantage of the break in the student's litany and said, "You're right, son. We didn't have those things when we were young... so we invented them. Now, you arrogant little shit, what are you doing for the next generation?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The applause was resounding!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034298459508386562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rd1rxqxLKwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YotWQLsc-3s/s320/P1010224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lin was obssess with my coke...took like 4 pics...???????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034299619149556498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rd1s1KxLKxI/AAAAAAAAABE/qmjwYmv0Fpo/s320/P1010226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My lovely, yummy, too-good-to-be-true cheese fries...*slurp*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034300542567525154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rd1tq6xLKyI/AAAAAAAAABM/ii4ce8YlEeE/s320/P1010218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My baby look so cute with his mouth stuff with chicken...*everyone nods head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034301745158368050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rd1uw6xLKzI/AAAAAAAAABU/yGm_5s3vgvo/s320/P1010230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect KFC couples...smile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-1294618496041429140?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1294618496041429140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/1294618496041429140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1294618496041429140' title='[~~*funny funny*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/Rd1rxqxLKwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YotWQLsc-3s/s72-c/P1010224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-8064405303181991630</id><published>2007-02-16T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:53:38.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*steamboat*~~]</title><content type='html'>[B]een super lazy to update my blog...but i guess my life is just too complicated to be written down...haha...but i sure had fun yesterday when lin,sarah &amp; sha came over my place for stemboat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[I] think i'm going to hate this year's chinese new year renuion dinner...why...because i'm not eating it with the people i love the most..that man in the house wants to have it with his mother...a super rude woman who smokes smokes and smokes till her death bed...not that i want to be mean...but she just makes people dislike her...and like mother like son,that man is also the same...or should i say...worst...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[R]eally want to have dinner at Uncle Peter's place...all my cousins and my grandparents are going to be there...i have never spent 1 renuion dinner without my grands...and this year.......i just wanna cry...why is everyone happy spending time with their family members but i......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[I] guess this hatred will be harder to rid then i thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032104769670926066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RdWgoHTIzvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ur9NN46ybqk/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our steamboat bbq people...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032106036686278402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RdWhx3TIzwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XenGs3slkIo/s320/P1010120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As usual...lin is the vain one who wants the limelight...haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032107088953265938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RdWivHTIzxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ncOl-1lvd_k/s320/P1010159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The sad twister battle between lin &amp; sha...and poor lin lost...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032108751105609506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RdWkP3TIzyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nIR7aZMhSyU/s320/P1010176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The monkeys playing twister while smelling each other's butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the best I have ever heard it explained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Two Wolves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said, "My son, the battle is between two "wolves" inside us all.      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride,superiority, and ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence,empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The grand son thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-8064405303181991630?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8064405303181991630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/8064405303181991630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8064405303181991630' title='[~~*steamboat*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vD9Kmt2MenE/RdWgoHTIzvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ur9NN46ybqk/s72-c/P1010097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-117118185054091429</id><published>2007-02-11T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T16:17:30.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*heartache*~~]</title><content type='html'>[I] am about to explode...to cry out in pain...to shout off the anger...to bang the pain away...to stab it dead...try my best to ignore it...wish the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]s a catholic...as a member of the Neo-Catechumenal Way community...i have to learn...to accept this heavy,body-squashing,unwanted cross of suffering...to be able to accept suffering and be patient...so difficult...not being able to grumble...or cry...or throw it away...but to carry it with love...which is even worst...how can u love someone when they don't love you back and treat you worst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]ut as i look at my life...god has loved me unconditionally...and yet...there were times when i abandon him or mistreat his love...and i realised...that god still love me...no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] guess i have to love my mum and step-dad even though i really don't want to...but to drain my and suck my life dry is one thing...to fall into the same mistake over and over again...that is the worst part...when will they learn their lessons...when will they find god...when will they learn to serve the right master........when....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]o those who is reading this very entry...do not worship money...be not a slave to it...money is not only the root to all evil...but the path to doom...the key to unhappiness...the lost of god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black;color:black;" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ffd391;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 29%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You'll die of a yet to be discovered STD.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*no one can serve two master...you either hate the first &amp;amp; love the other...you cannot serve both god and money*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-117118185054091429?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117118185054091429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117118185054091429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117118185054091429' title='[~~*heartache*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-117102396229703963</id><published>2007-02-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:44:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*valetine*~~]</title><content type='html'>[Y]esterday was the best and the worst day of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H]ad stupid terence lesson today...as usual,his nagging and th work he give is totally insane...then me,sarah &amp; lin head down to the nearby hawker to grab lunch...Alan annouce a big new to us...He,Chris &amp;amp; Pricilla are quitting...feel so sad to let good lecturers go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P]eter brought me to Pizza Hut at Upp East Coast Rd for dinner...and he surprized me with the most shocking,most expensive and most sweet present of all...A DIGITAL CAMERA!!! I feel so bad that i can't afford what he wanted because i'm broke as usual because i have not been working...i really want to get him that thing he wants but i can't afford it and i give excuse not to buy,saying it makes him look "ah beng"...i know it hurts his feeling because i'm disapproving what he wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[F]eel like crying because i'm a super lousy girlfriend...guyz out there,never ever date me no matter how nice i can be because i'm a lousy girlfriend...i'm sorry peter darling...i don't wanna hurt your feelings by saying u look like "ah beng"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/969901/P1000008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 people but ate like it was for 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/956505/P1000012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The american sweethearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-117102396229703963?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117102396229703963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117102396229703963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117102396229703963' title='[~~*valetine*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-117067991126415824</id><published>2007-02-05T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:37:55.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*death door*~~]</title><content type='html'>[S]omething is seriously wrong with me...is death door just in front of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]een pretty sick since thursday...although i was running around the world(ok...only singapore) but i feel like a super old grandmama...haha...don't really know why...i keep having the feeling of vomiting but most of the time,nothing comes out...and my tummy hurts badly...coughing is the worst...a sharp pain hits my intestine like a bomb...sigh...just what is wrong with me (PS...just had my period so think straigh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ondering...will i go to heaven or hell...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/199663/lin%2C%20nora%20and%20me%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lin,me &amp;amp; sarah...wearing our cool text shirt...and we all bought brown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Body Image is 40% Unhealthy, 60% Healthy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourbodyimagequiz/bodyimage-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're body image is quite healthy, though you're sometimes a little bit too hard on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Chances are you've got a rockin' body - so enjoy it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourbodyimagequiz/"&gt;How's Your Body Image?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-117067991126415824?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117067991126415824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117067991126415824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117067991126415824' title='[~~*death door*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-117060276420728500</id><published>2007-02-04T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:50:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[G]reat day always comes with great friends...and i really have great friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W]ent to nativity at hougang for convivence today...the usual morning prayer and stuff...during lunch,we(rach,kathy,daniel,mark &amp;amp; myself) had a great time telling lame and not-so-lame jokes and singing all the super high pitch songs...ate lots of gummy sweets...yummy...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]fter convivence,went to Wei Tang's place for birthday celebration...at first,i was worried i may not bland in as before (thanks to Wancai forcing me to quit wushu...) and there were many new faces...but as usual,we were crazy and had a great time playing "truth or dare"...i 4 dares in total...1st was to kiss Micheal(info...my ex-bf) but i didn't as it was very wierd for us...then the 2nd was to kiss gegory...his the oldest so i was ok with him as a fren...3rd was to hug this junior and the 4th was to do a stupid crab walk...oh...thank to birthday boy request,i had to kiss a robot...what is it with them and me kissing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]ut i had fun even though i was feeling like hell due to the stupid illness which i hate the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[~~*lovers change but friends are forever...*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-117060276420728500?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117060276420728500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117060276420728500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117060276420728500' title=''/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-117003690106131674</id><published>2007-01-29T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T10:29:04.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*pizza mood*~~]</title><content type='html'>[A]rgh...having that stupid feeling again...but as broke as i am,i guess i have to skip the aroma and taste and Mmm...i can't freaking help it...i need it...i cannot stand it much longer...i really need my...PIZZA...wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[C]raving for pizza is not the only thing working inside this ion -10 size brain of mine...i really can't understand my group member(lin-not you guy lah)...just what is their problem...what is with that attitude?And that irresponsible idea...and that stupid lateness...and that no sense of respect...not that I'm old or stuff...but...*sigh*...anger is a sin...to forgive and to love one another...prechy again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] really should start saving up man...seriously need to get a digital Camera before or the big fun goes by and no memories to retain...especially V-dae &amp; Easter &amp;amp; parties &amp; clubbing &amp;amp; just having fun wif my buddies...*cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*why am i always crying...it's to cry the pest out of me*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-117003690106131674?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117003690106131674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/117003690106131674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117003690106131674' title='[~~*pizza mood*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-116988927302094139</id><published>2007-01-27T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T17:23:32.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cdm_td6KTXQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cdm_td6KTXQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tbSclsVd6k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tbSclsVd6k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I] wanna learn this dance...any1 got the full actual MTV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-116988927302094139?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116988927302094139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116988927302094139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116988927302094139' title='dancing'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-116956753234520019</id><published>2007-01-23T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:08:20.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*5 lessons*~~]</title><content type='html'>[A] junior manager, a senior manager and their boss are on their way to a meeting. On their way through a park, they come across a wonder lamp.They rub the lamp and a ghost appears.&lt;br /&gt;The ghost says, "Normally, one is granted three wishes but as you are three, I will allow one wish each" So the eager senior manager shouted, "I want the first wish. I&lt;br /&gt;want to be in the Bahamas, on a fast boat and have no worries." Pfuffffff, and he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;Now the junior manager could not keep quiet and shouted "I want to be in Florida with beautiful girls, plenty of food and cocktails." Pfufffff, and he was also gone. The boss calmly said, "I want&lt;br /&gt;these two idiots back in the office after lunch at 12.35pm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson I " Always allow the bosses to speak first"&lt;em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[S]tanding in front of a shredder with a piece of paper in his hand. "Listen," said the CEO, "this is a very sensitive and important document, and my secretary has left. Can you make this thing work?" "Certainly," said the young executive. He turned the machine on, inserted the paper, and pressed the start button. "Excellent, excellent!" said the CEO as his paper disappeared&lt;br /&gt;inside the shredder machine. "I just need one copy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lesson II - Never, never assume that your BOSS knows everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A]merican and a Japanese were sitting on the plane on the way to LA when the American turned to the Japanese and asked, "What kind of -ese are you?" The Japanese confused, replied, "Sorry but I don't understand what you mean." The American repeated, "What kind of -ese are you?" Again, the Japanese was confused over he question. The American, now irritated, then yelled, "What kind of -ese are you ... Are you a Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese!, etc......???"&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese then replied, "Oh, I am a Japanese." A while later the Japanese turned to the American and asked What kind of 'key' was he. The American, frustrated, yelled, "What do you mean what kind of -kee' am I ?!" The Japanese said, "Are you a Yankee, donkee, or monkee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson III - Never insult anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]here were these 4 guys, a Russian, a German, an American and a French, who found this small genie bottle. When they rubbed the bottle, a genie appeared. Thankful that the 4 guys had released him out of the bottle, He said, "Next to you all are 4 swimming pools, I will give each&lt;br /&gt;of you a wish. When you run towards the pool and jump, you shout what you want the&lt;br /&gt;pool of water to become, then your wish will come true." The French wanted to start. He ran towards the pool, jumped and shouted"WINE". The pool immediately changed into a pool of wine. The Frenchman was so happy swimming and drinking from the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Next is the Russian's turn, he did the same and shouted, "VODKA" and immersed himself into a pool of vodka.The German was next and he jumped and shouted, "BEER". He was so contented&lt;br /&gt;with his beer pool. The last is the American. He was running towards the pool when suddenly he steps on a banana peel. He slipped towards the pool and shouted,&lt;br /&gt;"SHIT!!!!!!!........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson IV - Think twice before you say something, because sometimes accidents do happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]he organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was in charge. Each organ took a turn to speak up: Brain......... I should be in charge because I run all body functions. Blood........ I should be in charge because I circulate oxygen for the brain.&lt;br /&gt;Stomach... I should be in charge because I process food to the brain.&lt;br /&gt;Legs......... I should be in charge because I take the brain where it wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes......... I should be in charge because I let the brain see where it's going.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.....I should be in charge because I get rid of your waste.&lt;br /&gt;All the other parts laughed so hard and this made the asshole very mad. To prove his point, the asshole immediately slammed tightly closed and stayed that way for 6 days, refusing to rid the body of any waste whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Day 1 - Brain got a terrible headache and cried out for relief&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Day 2 - Stomach got bloated and began to ache terribly&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Day 3 - Legs got cramps and became unstable&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Day 4 - Eyes became watery and vision became blurred&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Day 5 - Blood became toxic and poisoned the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson VI - No matter who you are, or how important you think you are, you will find that it is always the ASSHOLE that is in charge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-116956753234520019?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116956753234520019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116956753234520019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116956753234520019' title='[~~*5 lessons*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-116922349891630730</id><published>2007-01-20T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:48:47.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*full full full...*~~]</title><content type='html'>[M]y uncle came back from overseas...not really sure what his job scoop is but he is rarely in Singapore...so every year when he comes back,we get a big treat...and today...we went to Shangri La hotel to have a super good buffet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T]here was everything from salads,japanese,local,western,italian to desserts and ice-creams...oh...the ice-cream topping was the best...it's like candy mix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the grand hall...with pretty lights*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/292292/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*the chef making something before i started dinner...wonder what it's going to be*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/10071/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*the "salad bar"...there was cold mist coming from the food...muz b damn chilly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/226074/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*the seafood stall...i'll stay far far away from here but his cute...just kidding*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/740996/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*ta-da...attraction of the day...the ice-cream choice of toppingSSSSS)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/813421/35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*my 2nd helping of shark fins...the other one belongs to my maid...*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/436665/42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*yummy desserts without a doubt*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/883383/47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*ahem...being the grand princess of the ball...haha*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7867/327/320/491270/62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                             &lt;a href="http://babysarah87.spaces.live.com/PersonalSpace.aspx?_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaHandler=TWljcm9zb2Z0LlNwYWNlcy5XZWIuUGFydHMuUGhvdG9BbGJ1bS5GdWxsTW9kZUNvbnRyb2xsZXI%24&amp;_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaFolderID=cns!D4A30881182E1664!702&amp;amp;_c=PhotoAlbum"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORE PIC...CLICK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*love is blind...but love is beautiful...so why make your love so pitiful*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-116922349891630730?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116922349891630730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116922349891630730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116922349891630730' title='[~~*full full full...*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38395546.post-116917553467522747</id><published>2007-01-19T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:03:18.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~*ORD*~~]</title><content type='html'>[C]an stand a few people man...just what is their problem...they think their so smart and everything...working with them was a mistake...they listen to people who are irresponsible and late(or don't turn up at all)...so what if they got the idea...sux man...*regrets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[N]ot trying to spoil my mood but...life goes on...and i went out with Wei Tang yesterday...he looked so different after NS...but he's still fat...haha...can't help it but stare at his big tummy...but he was very nice and patient...he walk with me store after store and carried my stuff for me...haha...so sweet...thanks shi shiong(senior)...oh in-case u don't know,wei tang is my ite wushu club senior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B]ought quite alot of stuff yesterday...1 iora dress,1 U2 cargo pants(been dying to),1 pair of URS heels,lots of candy empire candies and chocolate(for mom)...and a nice V neck shirt from U2 for Peter...his shirt are like all round neck...maybe he'll look sexy...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]ERIOUSLY NEED TO GET A DIGITAL CAM B4 I CRY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[~~*life is never fair...but it has it blessings...and you my frenz...are my blessings*~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38395546-116917553467522747?l=pigletsbirth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116917553467522747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38395546/posts/default/116917553467522747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletsbirth.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116917553467522747' title='[~~*ORD*~~]'/><author><name>darknite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
