<?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-9014662</id><updated>2011-08-25T02:43:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brigid#28 =)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5872371645188608854</id><published>2010-11-21T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T01:08:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what should i do?</title><content type='html'>what should i do? i cant do much about it and yet i really hope to find more solutions to make it the way we want it to be. it is so difficult living in singapore.. i'm thinking twice to move out to another country. why i dont want to leave singapore it is because of my parents. they arent very young. i need them. i cant live without them either. i just want to do my duty as a daughter to take care of my parents when they are old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. i really hope that this thing doesnt manipulate my mind so much. because of this it is creating problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know that ive to believe in God and pray that things will some how comes its ways around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5872371645188608854?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5872371645188608854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5872371645188608854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5872371645188608854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5872371645188608854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-should-i-do.html' title='what should i do?'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6279399945278845580</id><published>2010-05-01T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:18:13.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the fact and that will never change.</title><content type='html'>being cooped up in my room isnt going to solve anything. i know that. the word how i exactly feel is. i'm feeling neglected. because i'm being neglected. i feel pain and sadness in me. and i dont like tormenting myself feeling this way. i wish to look at the bright side. but i cant i just need someone to convince me and cool me down and stop thinking about it. carrying all this sadness will not do good to me. i dont know..but he's starting to lose me.. if he doesnt holds or grabs me tightly. i'll go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6279399945278845580?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6279399945278845580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6279399945278845580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6279399945278845580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6279399945278845580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-fact-and-that-will-never-change.html' title='it&apos;s the fact and that will never change.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2467940281602132907</id><published>2010-04-30T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:41:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusing.</title><content type='html'>i shouldnt have started the relationship too quickly with him. so much complications especially when he needs to go to msia when he hasnt got his pay yet. i know he's very upset about it and wouldnt want to meet me as he's afraid he'll upset me too. seriously be it whether i met him or not. i'm still just as upset. even though he doesnt want me to think too much or feel angry about him. what's the point? i still think even more. i just want him to put his pride and ego down and just accept my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that he is not meeting me upsets me. he upsets me when he thinks so much. he keeps inside himself so much. even if he shares it with me. he's still doesnt want my help because i'm his gf. when he's like that. it makes me feel so helpless and useless. i would definitely want him to be happy.. but he just takes all the suffocation to himself. i cant help feeling upset for him. i dont even know how i'm going to face him on sunday. when i dont feel like seeing him either. what am i going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no one can talk to me. when i'm feeling so down. no one even bothers to listen to me. i'm feeling so upset..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2467940281602132907?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8824987701132729204</id><published>2010-04-29T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T01:22:42.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling like shit.</title><content type='html'>hi people, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back after for many months. or maybe nearly a year i havent update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i dont care.. and that's not my main point that i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to show off to the world that ive got someone important in my life after for 6 and a half years. but yet i cant tell. how upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy.. to accept, to love, to understand and lastly to be in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its easy to accept people who has pure good background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not easy to accept someone who has a past that has bad happenings or something happened that no one expects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the way i think is stupid.. or maybe i say things stupidly. but accepting another one u try to love, it isnt that easy.. it's easier to be said then done. last time i only knew how to get guys and throw guys at the same time. but because.. ive got no feelings for them. even if i did. i had some points to think which part i dont like about them and i forget them very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is.. i have to take things slow and easy.. and let it pass a day at a time.. maybe it will heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i forget.. that's why i dont think much about it. but when i remember like now.. i feel.. upset, worried and many things that i cant explain.. so confusing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope things would be better when time comes.. things just happened too fast.. and no one will know what will happen the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos everyone. and good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm not perfect either, and i'm really glad someone who can actually accept me for who i am.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8824987701132729204?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8824987701132729204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8824987701132729204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8824987701132729204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8824987701132729204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2010/04/feeling-like-shit.html' title='feeling like shit.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8129314033741714785</id><published>2009-08-10T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:47:43.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>greetings to all.. be it whether you're reading or not. ok anyways ive alr found a job. and i'm working nearly a month there. no stress no nothing.. working there is to pass my time there to complete my WDA bond thing. have no choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways my purpose of being here is to express my feelings and my thoughts out. today.. while as usual working.. i saw a customer.. i dont know but he kept staring at me. i felt shy. lol. and i dont know why. but after he left i just felt a very deep impression towards him. why did he stare at me so frequently. felt really awkward though.. oh well.. it's nothing.. but i'm being curious that was there anyone felt the same way as me. like.. u've never met that person before.. but u feel like u know that person so much more than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but is nothing anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8129314033741714785?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8129314033741714785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8129314033741714785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i did quite alot.. he mentioned about someone who used to be special towards me already leaving the company and continuing his studies.. talking about him to my ex-colleague made me feel awkward.. and brought back nice memories about him.. when we said our goodbyes.. i felt my heart floating as if the feelings came back towards me again.. but it was just a tiny bit.. but inside my heart i still know i miss him.. but just that bygones are bygones and we always have to go ahead with our lives and step forward. and forget about it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remembering that he was the one.. laughing at myself now that he wasnt.. just maybe no luck in such stuffs.. and he didnt want it.. so i didnt force him.. (dont get the wrong idea anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently.. reading the book called new moon.. reading and flying head over tails cos of the story book and made me fell in love with the character edward cullen.. duh.. lame.. but however.. i just wish that i can meet one person that's right and perfect for me in every way.. just one.. and the one.. is so hard to be found.. sadly right? oh well.. just feeling down today.. hope i'll be better tmr.. shouldnt be mesmerizing about him too much. it's not healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5609397654031799453?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5609397654031799453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5609397654031799453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5609397654031799453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5609397654031799453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/06/brought-back-memories.html' title='brought back memories..'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2529894250046743069</id><published>2009-05-16T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:25:29.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing of weight.</title><content type='html'>after losing 4kg.. i become very VERY SELF CONSCIOUS. scary.. not like myself at all.. soo afraid to gain back the weight ive been having for years.. and now since ive lost weight ive been very careful with my eating diet.. and i want to slim down more! after for years AT LAST IVE LOST WEIGHT! oh well.. vainity...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2529894250046743069?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2529894250046743069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2529894250046743069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2529894250046743069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2529894250046743069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/05/losing-of-weight.html' title='losing of weight.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7977259258913133270</id><published>2009-05-14T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:31:29.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant stand working with KC!</title><content type='html'>seriously I CANT WAIT TO GET OUT FROM THE CLIFF.. (not any normal cliffs but i meant the restaurant) cant stand working in there.. feels so suffocating.. don't like the treatment i get.. everyday going to work feels so demoralising and unhappy.. just don't like the dept i'm working.. and everyday is afternoon shift.. cannot stand it.. no rotation at all..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 52&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; more days and i can say.. PROUDLY &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M OUT OF CLIFF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7977259258913133270?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7977259258913133270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7977259258913133270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7977259258913133270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7977259258913133270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-stand-working-with-kc.html' title='i cant stand working with KC!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-24045215003267251</id><published>2009-03-22T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:07:29.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chef eric was finding for me.. how weird is that.</title><content type='html'>i thought it will be all over once he leaves this place.. in the end what happened? he was finding for me last few days and even asked my supervisor where am i.. yes i did go to work but he doesnt know i'm doing midnight shift.. i dunno why he has to find me.. totally forgotten about him when he left.. now when he's finding for me.. i feel that stupid feelings back.. shit.. and now.. i keep thinking about him.. shit.. i think i miss him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-24045215003267251?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/24045215003267251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=24045215003267251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/24045215003267251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/24045215003267251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/03/chef-eric-was-finding-for-me-how-weird.html' title='chef eric was finding for me.. how weird is that.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5837800229985212875</id><published>2009-03-16T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:01:51.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring post</title><content type='html'>ok.. i know my post is sure to be boring.. cos ive got NO pictures.. so sorry to that cos i dun have much pictures to upload.. AND.. i take pictures yet i don't have it myself.. soo.. here's the thing i want to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK! I NEED TO WORK 3AM IN THE MORNING ON WEDNESDAY! AND AND... MY FUCKING WORK PLACE EXPECTS US TO TIME IN AND OUT WHILE WE'RE EATING! gosh... we're slaves to these devils..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORSE WORK PLACE IVE EVER BEEN TO.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no worries pals.. i'll never invite friends to join this company.. definitely not.. i don't reccommend this place to anyone else.. unless u want to suffer go ahead.. ive been suffocating here for 9 months... what about a yr? ok ok.. endure for the sake of the stupid certificate. thank GOD i can change depts.. if i stay a place too long like, in pastry i'll definitely rot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple meaning is.. i dun like working at this shit dungeon hole.. a place u can never have future with.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE INFORMED TO ALL,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be flying off to bali on the 29th march and be back on the 3rd of april.. so miss me alright? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5837800229985212875?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5837800229985212875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5837800229985212875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5837800229985212875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5837800229985212875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring-post.html' title='boring post'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8839368940438600476</id><published>2009-02-13T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:56:34.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling uneasy.</title><content type='html'>the more he treats me nice.. the more i like him. i dun wish this kind of thing to happen. my friend said this to me.. cos he's married and he knows he cant get me.. so he treats me really nice. actually kinda true about it.. but i dun want this to happen. he is leaving.. and he expects me to be there on his farewell party.. i'm not sure whether i'm attending. i really wish to go.. i see how it goes.. oh well.. i'll miss him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8839368940438600476?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8839368940438600476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8839368940438600476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8839368940438600476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8839368940438600476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-uneasy.html' title='feeling uneasy.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-4468771016172633934</id><published>2009-02-08T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:57:32.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should i go or not go? he said it's a must for me to come and be free on that day. or else.. i'll never get to see him again. shit.. i'm so gg to miss him once he leaves. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-4468771016172633934?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/4468771016172633934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=4468771016172633934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4468771016172633934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4468771016172633934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/02/should-i-go-or-not-go-he-said-its-must.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-964024676906566870</id><published>2009-01-22T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:17:35.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u gave me the feeling that i shouldnt get married so early.</title><content type='html'>believe or not. someone told me this yesterday. "you give me the feeling that i shouldnt get married so early." if he werent married. maybe i could accept him.. BUT NO! ok seriously it does freaks me out.. and i cant stop thinking about it! i cant stop thinking how special he treated me than how he treated the rest of them.. i feel so wrong getting close to him.. this is horrible. VERY HORRIBLE.help! if he didnt say that to me i wouldnt be like this keep thinking about it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. he shouldnt say that sentence to me at all. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-964024676906566870?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/964024676906566870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=964024676906566870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/964024676906566870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/964024676906566870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2009/01/u-gave-me-feeling-that-i-shouldnt-get.html' title='u gave me the feeling that i shouldnt get married so early.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7863461004127093634</id><published>2008-11-27T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:30:23.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i pass my driving!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I PASS MY TP LIKE AT LAST!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; after 2 failed attempts.. oh well.. at least i havent give up and it's a big relief after spending 3000++ for driving.. no more spending on driving lesson alr!! other than that it's all my own.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7863461004127093634?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7863461004127093634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7863461004127093634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7863461004127093634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7863461004127093634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-pass-my-driving.html' title='i pass my driving!!!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8858571148280558845</id><published>2008-11-16T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:16:42.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. feeling much better alr.. after for being sick for 3 days.. ok i deserved it as i went to zouk on wed night than went to attica at clarke quay and went newton to have supper and reached home ard 6am. well many things happen.. saw many people. such coincidence and everything. my goodness. ok firstly at zouk. saw arthur and his gf. and than jovin and me saw edmund. left zouk ard 2am and headed to attica danced and drank soo much of vodka lime till 4-415am.. than headed to newton to eat.. which the girls dint eat anything except drink some juice. and guys were eating.. went home after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt sick the next day but wasnt as bad.. soo went to work on fri morning.. couldnt take it within half a day i stopped. and took mc.. had high fever sooo badly till saturday morning i recovered.. thank god if not i cant work today. furthermore it's my boss last day of work. oh yes.. bought lots of toys for my nephews and nieces. practially are all the same.. cant help it.. cos i'm damn budget. hehe.. went to eat out with jovin.. aww... got to work with her together at last.. suppose to work with her ytd.. but i cant cos i was sick! damn sickening i tell u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways still feeling unwell.. have yet to go lots of drinkings with colleagues and friends.. sorry cant attend cos i was or i am still sick. so i'm still recovering from my very horrible flu.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea forgot to mention that. the whole damn main kitchen knows i took mc cos i was out on wed the whole night! omg... seriously thanks to chef eric to spread the news sooo fast that everyone knows... omg... so embarrasing la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8858571148280558845?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8858571148280558845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8858571148280558845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8858571148280558845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8858571148280558845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-4660376028337654939</id><published>2008-11-06T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:55:53.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for me to say something.</title><content type='html'>oh hi everyone. i guess it's time for me to type something down after for many months. or maybe a month or two. i'm not sure. oh well. ive been ok i guess. i'm just very upset with my driving.. it suck. seriously suck. i failed twice. how disgraceful. it's shit shit shit!! i'm so angry when i think about driving and stuffs really felt like giving up. i'm unable to concentrate about driving. ok heck about it. talking about it makes me damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about work. it has been ok. i'm already confirmed as a staff in the place i'm working. having fun and stuffs. but sadly my boss will be leaving soon. which is real soon. like on the 16th nov and ive yet to go to bbdc to top up my boss a/c. -_- such a lazy bum. he even stays in bukit batok also.. have been made fun of by many chefs.. they really like to disturb me.. omg.. how annoying.. one will always call me hot. and because i'm hot i spoil their fridge or spoil their air con. -_- omg.... sooooo crappy.. and because i'm there. he will always ask everyone else to call engineering as i'm there.. ya ya and my boss calls me darling.. how ridiculous.. even in front of my big boss. omg... sooo embarrassing.. ok at least i'm having fun at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm serious at times which mistakenly thinking that i'm angry.. when i'm not. cos i wana do my work with no mistakes and stuffs. omg.. crazy crazy.. oh yea.. did i mention in my blogg saying that i went to zouk on one of the wed for ladies night. which is mambo celebrating louis farewell party? oh well i went there and had fun. lots of things happen. and yes.. i'm not suppose to say it here. want to know the details. meet me up and i'll tell u the story. haha.. and yes. went out to a restaurant and wala wala with ping and feli.. had fun with them. took loads of pics. but.. thd pics i have is in my lappy. so ive yet to transfer it in my hard disk. ytd went to wala wala again with jovin.. and ate supper. omg.. we ate SOOOO MUCH! omg.. everytime gg out with jovin.. i'll sure grow fat. i did slim down ard 2kg i guess. but in no time. ive gain back my original weight again. haha.. yepp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so somehow ive summarized everything.. so i guess u all will be updated on how or what ive been doing these months.. have fun overall. wish to have more dates like i use to in the beginning of the yr.. but than.. ive got no time with this kind of shit.. anyways i'm kidding.. i'm not interested in that. i rather catch up with my friends.. and keep talking about each other's lives. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone and goodnight. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-4660376028337654939?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/4660376028337654939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=4660376028337654939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4660376028337654939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4660376028337654939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-for-me-to-say-something.html' title='time for me to say something.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5814946948387413504</id><published>2008-10-11T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:01:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Playing Cards Tell About Your Future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theplayingcardtest/cards.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now is a time of warning and caution for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions are currently tied to changes in your home. You may be receiving a visitor soon or changing your address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your closest friend always can cheer you up... whether it's through flattery, funny stories, or simply just being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The near future will bring you a passionate love affair. And this love affair could lead to something very serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of some very bad news. This may mean the loss of someone close - or the loss of a close relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theplayingcardtest/"&gt;The Playing Card Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are the Sense of Touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whichofthefivesensesareyouquiz/touch.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a highly sensitive and easily moved person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to get as close to other people as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human connection is very important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also likely to be an animal lover who loves animals as much as humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you like almost anything soft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have expensive taste in clothes and furniture. It's all about the fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichofthefivesensesareyouquiz/"&gt;Which of the Five Senses Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Can Definitely Spot a Liar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/canyouspotaliarquiz/liar-1.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you have good instincts. Or maybe you just have a lot of experience with liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it's pretty hard for someone to pull a fast one on you. You're like a human lie detector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/canyouspotaliarquiz/"&gt;Can You Spot a Liar?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Little Scared of Commitment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouafraidofcommitmentquiz/commitment-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're open to getting serious with someone... though you can't entirely imagine it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you haven't met the right person. Maybe you haven't gotten to the right point in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your reaction to commitment is very normal - especially if you're young or have been burned before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it time. You'll probably be ready for a serious relationship sooner than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouafraidofcommitmentquiz/"&gt;Are You Afraid of Commitment?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Bedroom Personality: Healthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourbedroompersonalityquiz/healthy.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bedroom, you are open, honest, and giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the ideal partner in many ways! Anyone is lucky to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see physical intimacy as an opportunity to grow and connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are up for experimentation, but you don't require it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbedroompersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Bedroom Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have a Fairly Strong Willpower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/isyourwillpowerstrongquiz/willpower-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptation doesn't get the better of you all that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you set your mind on a goal, you'll do your best to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you don't have a perfect record with willpower, you do okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fall off the wagon with something, you're usually not off the wagon for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isyourwillpowerstrongquiz/"&gt;Is Your Willpower Strong?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Workspace Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourworkspacesayaboutyouquiz/table.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally fairly organized, but you have occasional slip ups. You find keeping organized challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hardworking and driven. You have an excellent work ethic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy your job and don't feel guilty about how much time you spend working. You have a good balance between work and your personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still trying to figure out your ideal career. You could quit your current job on any given day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you tend to be an extrovert. You enjoy working with other people and drawing people into your work space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourworkspacesayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Work Space Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Attention Span is Medium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsyourattentionspanquiz/medium.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your attention span is just about average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that you have a short attention span...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being distracted is something most people struggle with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is that you're aware that your mind wanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself daydreaming, you can usually snap out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be tough to concentrate at times, but you can do it... if you want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourattentionspanquiz/"&gt;How's Your Attention Span?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Little Negative...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoonegativequiz/negative-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be negative from time to time, but you rarely go overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a realistic view of the world, and most people appreciate your honest insights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, you have your darker moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you're feeling super negative, you keep your feelings to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoutoonegativequiz/"&gt;Are You Too Negative?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are an Okay Listener&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouagoodlistnerquiz/listener-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to be a good listener, and usually you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some people are just so boring and difficult to listen to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind tends to wander during some conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are likely to space out a little or try to change the subject to something more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodlistnerquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Listener?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Salty Person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyousweetorsaltyquiz/salty.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to snacks, you're more likely to grab a bag of chips over a bag of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a good chance you're male (men prefer salty snacks)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, you feel very comfortable in male dominated environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your taste tends to be complex, sophisticated, and adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to crave your favorite restaurant meal... or mom's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyousweetorsaltyquiz/"&gt;Are You Sweet or Salty?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Independence Level: High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howindependentareyouquiz/high.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are extremely self reliant and autonomous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely into doing your own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also wouldn't turn down help if you needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You follow your own path, but you don't do so blindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howindependentareyouquiz/"&gt;How Independent Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Taste in Music Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/music-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your musical tastes are intense and rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent... but in a very unconventional way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are curious about the world. You love doing something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you enjoy taking risks and doing things most people would shy away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very physical. It's likely that you're athletic, but not into team sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the soul of an artist. Beauty and harmony are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Taste in Music Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Body's Element is Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatelementisyourbodyquiz/water.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a joyful, relaxed, and luminous person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You love people. You live for making new friends and helping others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are enthusiastic and the ideal person to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You don't mind doing hard tasks, and you have a generous spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Your energy tends to be: conserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You power color is: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourbodyquiz/"&gt;What Element is Your Body?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Risk Taking Level: Medium-Low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouarisktakerquiz/medium-low.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll take a risk if you have to, but you prefer to err on the side of caution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something looks like it's going to work out, you may just go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But frivolous risks like gambling totally aren't your style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to have as much control over your life as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouarisktakerquiz/"&gt;Are You a Risk Taker?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Feet Say About You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/feet.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty average in your expressiveness. You can express yourself well, but you don't always want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a somewhat passionate person. A few things get you very fired up, but you're usually pretty laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an assertive person at times. You'll pull out all the stops to get what you want, if it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love, but once you do, you stay pretty attached to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not afraid of anything. You are brave and courageous, even when most people would be terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very practical and down to earth. You're more concerned with action than thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly hard worker, but you are also a little spoiled. You like indulge yourself every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily influenced by other people. You're quite impressionable, so you should only be around people who are a good influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do Your Feet Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality at 35,000 Says...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thepersonalitytestat35000feet/airplane.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you prefer spending time alone to spending time with others. You enjoy thinking more than talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good with your place in the world. You are confident and comfortable with who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gift is having good ears. You are naturally musical, and you pick up foreign languages easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are inspired by what is possible. Real life is often too ordinary for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very easy for you to feel happy. You can find peace with any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thepersonalitytestat35000feet/"&gt;The Personality Test at 35,000 Feet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Front Door Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thefrontdoortest/white.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have simple tastes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like the classic basics, especially when they're done well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of space in your life is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like physical or mental clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefrontdoortest/"&gt;The Front Door Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Slogan Should Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theslogangenerator/slogan.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigid. Champagne for the Brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theslogangenerator/"&gt;The Slogan Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keys to Your Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thekeystoyourlife/animals.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything good that comes in your life will come from your own self reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't rely on other people for advice. They will harm you more then help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anything bad in your life comes from sinking to the level of those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to lift people up, and refuse to participate in anything petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thekeystoyourlife/"&gt;The Keys To Your Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your City Walk Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecitywalkpersonalitytest/city.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are adventurous and easygoing. You love life, as long as you don't have to do anything hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are very outgoing and friendly. You feel very comfortable in a crowd, and you can get to know anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Money is fairly important to you. You aren't super greedy, but you enjoy spending money on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You tend to be organized, logical, and methodical. You're so efficient, people often wonder how you get so much done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thecitywalkpersonalitytest/"&gt;The City Walk Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Fairly Normal in Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyounormalinlovequiz/love-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to love, you have fairly normal ideas and expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationships and ideas may be a bit quirky at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see love the same way as most people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Are Normal in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are normal because you rather die before your romantic partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are normal because you first fell in love when you were 18 or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Aren't Normal in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are abnormal because you believe people only have one soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are abnormal because you don't believe a long distance relationship can work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyounormalinlovequiz/"&gt;Are You Normal in Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in Generation Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgenerationdoyoubelonginquiz/geny.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fit in best with people born between 1982 and 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are cooperative, flexible, and adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the world changes quickly, and you're eager to change with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are socially responsible, forward thinking, and open minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenerationdoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What Generation Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Disturbingly Profound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoudisturbinglyprofoundquiz/profound.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're contemplative, thoughtful, and very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking time to figure out the meaning of life is a priority for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're so introspective, you often react in ways that surprise people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can really understand how you are on the inside... and that disturbs them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoudisturbinglyprofoundquiz/"&gt;Are You Disturbingly Profound or Profoundly Disturbing?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Thinking is Abstract and Random&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofthinkerareyouquiz/abstractrandom.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are flexible, adaptable, and creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many ways that you can learn - and you're up for any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You relate well to other people, and you do well working in groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can help people communicate together and work with each other's strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't work well with people who are competitive or adversarial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to work toward a common goal... not toward conflicting goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofthinkerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Thinker Are You?&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/9014662-5814946948387413504?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5814946948387413504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5814946948387413504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5814946948387413504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5814946948387413504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/10/bwhat-your-playing-cards-tell-about.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7350240380156358924</id><published>2008-10-08T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:15:30.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausting day..</title><content type='html'>feeling very exhausted as i dint have a good sleep last night.. 1am in the morning my sis knocked on my door saying fire fire..  my whole block electricity was cut off.. had to go to work in darkness.. no heater no nothing.. at my house area the fire was super huge.. dint know how bad the fire was till i reached home today.. thank god all of us were alright.. almost had a heart attack last night.. felt shaky and everything..  couldnt sleep properly.. omg.. damn sleepy.. shall sleep soon.. good night everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-9205036144936628447</id><published>2008-10-01T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:19:47.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haa..</title><content type='html'>went out with arthur to church on sunday.. too bad dint go out with him for dinner cos i had to celebrate my sis and nephew's bday.. anyways in my blogg i said i miss dominic right? dominic is my nephew.. dumb dumb.. oh yea.. arthur.. the balloon u made me on sunday.. i meant for my sis or nephew. within 2 minutes is gone! the whole thing was deflated.. and where's my balloon? and when's my next time? =P anyways it was nice of u.. making balloons at the playground for kids.. haha.. =) made me experience something different.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-467756063054565562</id><published>2008-09-19T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:37:37.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday, sunday, monday, tuesday wednesday, thursday, friday and saturday than to my off day sunday.. so it means.. 8 more days of work to off day. duh,, ann jie, louis and me have been complaining to each other about those people we dislike.. haha.. but still we've got to work with them.. anyways not to worry.. i'll never step into this place once ive graduated and not stepping into this line anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. had a good meal ytd.. and it's free! jacqueline from the cliff cooked 2 plates of lobster spaghetti.. yum yum.. shared with chef ruben and that louis got the whole plate to himself! -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. quick quick quick.. i want my off day! anyways.. call me or msg me when u need me, want me but dun use me.. ok whatever shit i'm talking about.. just leave me a msg in my phone is the best.. so i can reply u properly.. sorry people.. i'm lazy to type testimonials.. writing in my blog is like a torture.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad to see him at work today.. once i see him.. oh man.. my whole face started to brighten up. sigh.. it's so sad i dint talk to him that much... wanted to talk so much to him abt my work.. but too bad.. just to see him and talk to him i alr feel like flying.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-467756063054565562?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/467756063054565562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=467756063054565562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/467756063054565562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/467756063054565562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-sunday-monday-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2089875302647717508</id><published>2008-09-15T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:01:58.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to think of it.. it really pisses me off.. a leopard can never change its spots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2089875302647717508?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2089875302647717508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2089875302647717508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2089875302647717508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2089875302647717508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-think-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2675788371983230416</id><published>2008-09-14T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:01:43.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes my heart feels soo broken..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2675788371983230416?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2675788371983230416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i'm feeling very frustrated, upset and awfully disappointed.. i'm frustrated over my work.. work hasnt been all good just because of a colleague.. a total bastard.. ok my last off days were wed and thurs.. and guess what? my damn fucking off days is this coming mon and tues.. and ive to work 11 days straight in the morning! bloody shit.. and next 2 weeks is my next off day! i'm feeling extremely exhausted and tired today.. if it werent for chef ruben, susie and louis.. ann jie and me wouldnt have coped.. and bloody hell today is a fucking saturday! put me and ann jie just the both of us in the afternoon? soo damn ridiculous.. furthermore i'm just a trainee and i know nothing much still.. all he does is to complain! a seriously lazy bastard! all he knows is just to talk and say negatively about everyone else except himself.. i hate this kind of people's attitude.. think the best of himself and never thought for anyone else. damn fucking selfish idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very disappointed with my results.. cos ive a stupid E in my damn result slip! so what if ive got a GPA of 3.09.. seriously is no big deal.. and i got a dumb E! i'm sure it's during EC period.. that teacher can ask him to go and die.. he dint even bother picking our calls and dint even turn up for 3 weeks! sow hat if he's sick! he just dint have any voice that doesnt mean he cant msg or email us right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea is this is gg to be my future.. i cant take it.. it's stressful and ive been losing weight especially this week! i hardly eat dinner when i'm at work.. i have no time to eat and i'm too busy doing things..and i hardly spend time with my family and i hate it soo much.. i miss dominic alot.. omg.. everything is just rushing into my brain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-1437468095890037584?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-1914939199047551416</id><published>2008-09-13T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:37:05.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Natural Flirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/natural-flirt.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, you're a really effective flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're so good, you hardly notice that you're flirting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your attitude and confidence make you a natural flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that you don't know it is just that more attractive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Flirt Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthdate: June 28&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just believe in love at first site - you've experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You develop crushes pretty easily, but keeping your interest is another matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very prone to love - hate relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 1st, 10th, 19th, and 28th of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality is Very Rare (ESTP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is dominant, driven, poised, and self-aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 5% of all people have your personality, including 3% of all women and 6% of all men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Extroverted, Sensing, Thinking, and Perceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your True Love Will Find You Eventually&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/willyourtruelovefindyouquiz/love-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely put yourself out there a little - but you could be doing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're truly looking for love, try doing more things and meeting more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to actively look for love, you just need to stay active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be out there a little more, and the right person will find you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyourtruelovefindyouquiz/"&gt;Will Your True Love Find You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Would Do Most Things For Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wouldyoudoanythingforlovequiz/love-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to go pretty far for love - but not far enough to compromise your core values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a priority for you, and you'll go further than most people to hold on to someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But killing for love? Or even taking a bullet? Probably out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, you love yourself the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoudoanythingforlovequiz/"&gt;Would You Do Anything For Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be With an Earth Sign!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsignguyshouldyoudatequiz/earth-sign.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best match is a Taurus, Virgo, or Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You like your guys to pamper, wine, and dine you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that you're a gold digger, you just like the finer things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Earth Sign will go all out to woo you - and enjoy doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never find a more trustworthy or loyal match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignguyshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love is Based on Friendship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatisyourlovebasedonquiz/friendship.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, chemistry doesn't really happen without compatibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companionship and openness are the most important parts of your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you love should be your best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And falling in love with a good friend is never out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your love can last: You only fall for people who you truly understand... and who truly understand you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your love can fail: Sometimes you don't admit how important physical chemistry is to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovebasedonquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Love Based On?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men See You As: An Attainable Challenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/domenfindyouachallengequiz/attainable-challenge.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to make your man crave more of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also know when to show some interest back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're good at keeping your guy guessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over time, you'll let him know how you really feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/domenfindyouachallengequiz/"&gt;Do Men Find You a Challenge?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll Find Love at School or Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wherewillyoufindyourdreamguyquiz/school-or-work.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're ambitious, and you won't let dating get in the way of your goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why you'll find love at school or work... because you're always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shy about dating someone you work with? Don't be. He'll be perfect for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure to go out and have some fun together every once and a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wherewillyoufindyourdreamguyquiz/"&gt;Where Will You Find Your Dream Guy?&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/9014662-1914939199047551416?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/1914939199047551416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=1914939199047551416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1914939199047551416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1914939199047551416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-ideal-relationship-is-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3476787468250428517</id><published>2008-08-23T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:45:31.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Ready to Date Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoureadyforanewboyfriendquiz/ready-date-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not out there already, you should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ex is long gone from your heart, and you are ready for another relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guy you meet gets a clean slate - and no emotional baggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you've gotten completely over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to a better guy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to start dating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post your photo and profile on a bunch of personals sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, you won't have any more lonely Saturday nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoureadyforanewboyfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You Ready for a New Boyfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Driving Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourdrivingsayaboutyouquiz/car.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally an easy going, laid back person. However, you can't help but feel a little jealous and competitive sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always increasing your awareness of the world around you. You are a life long learner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to think you're a fair person, but you occasionally think you deserve a special kind of justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a calm, peaceful person. You realize that arguments are only temporary, and you try to give people the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have mixed feelings about authority figures. You understand their place, but you believe their power needs to be in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat focused, but you are also a bit scatterbrained. Distractions can get you in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very responsible and conscientious person. You often consider the feelings and needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ego is normally in check, but sometimes you get a bit egotistical. You tend to be a little self-important at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourdrivingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Driving Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Picky When it Counts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/picky-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most sane women, you want a great guy who will treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're also willing to put up with a few flaws in your Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should congratulate yourself on having a realistic approach to dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have quite a few great guys you can date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/"&gt;Are You Too Picky When It Comes To Men?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Left Brained In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouarightbrainedorleftbrainedwomaninlovequiz/left.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool and clearheaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tend not to get swept away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dependable and trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Able to look at thing objectively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest and direct in relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rely on standards when picking a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good at solving relationship problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to compete for your sweetie's heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Articulate, a good conversationalist, and witty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think overly romantic displays are a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few serious boyfriends as opposed to many flings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice all of the details about your guy -  good and bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouarightbrainedorleftbrainedwomaninlovequiz/"&gt;Are You a Right Brained or Left Brained Woman in Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Don't Need a Man, but You Want One!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouneedamanquiz/want-man.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like having a guy in your life, and overall, you prefer not to be single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't go out with a guy out of desperation.. you rather be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when you're single, you do tend to obsess a little over dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter how good your single life is, it's better with a great guy around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedamanquiz/"&gt;Do You Need a Man?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll Find a Boyfriend Within 3 Weeks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whenwillyoumeetyournextboyfriendquiz/three-weeks.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're out enough to meet plenty of guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it shows, because a few are interested in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you haven't meet the right guy yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's standing just around the corner :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whenwillyoumeetyournextboyfriendquiz/"&gt;When Will You Meet Your Next Boyfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i seriously think is crap shit..)&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Friends With Potential&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/ishemorethanafriendquiz/friends-with-potential.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a little spark going on here, no question about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this develop into a hot romance? Look to your guy friend for clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he flirt with all his female friends? Or are you an exception?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's giving you special treatment, you've won a part of his heart already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ishemorethanafriendquiz/"&gt;Is He More Than a Friend?&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/9014662-3476787468250428517?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/3476787468250428517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=3476787468250428517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3476787468250428517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3476787468250428517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-ready-to-date-again-if-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5157963269959039788</id><published>2008-08-09T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:35:27.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss jaw.</title><content type='html'>i miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5157963269959039788?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5157963269959039788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5157963269959039788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5157963269959039788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5157963269959039788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-miss-jaw.html' title='i miss jaw.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8976522294905578763</id><published>2008-08-06T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:57:58.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant believe it that i went to jaw's house and he cuddled me.</title><content type='html'>u know certain things is such a coincidence.. abit too coincidence sometimes. anyways change to another dept this week monday actually. i miss people in the garden alot.. well i wont be working with them anymore. but shall visit them sometime whenever i can. something has been gg on in my mind.. well whatever it is.. tmr conitnuation of orientation day and on friday.. saturday work than sunday off.. and next week sunday off.. oh yea.. got rid of my moles today.. omg.. soo painful till i teared la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8976522294905578763?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8976522294905578763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8976522294905578763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8976522294905578763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8976522294905578763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cant-believe-it-that-i-went-to-jaws.html' title='i cant believe it that i went to jaw&apos;s house and he cuddled me.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2840497165512164197</id><published>2008-07-24T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:25:14.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg.. soo many of my friends are pregnant or have a baby..</title><content type='html'>seriously.. i see many of my friends.. not really close.. but still friends.. are getting married.. they have a kid.. or they're pregnant now. OMG! is seriously freaky.. me myself no bf no nothing.. just concentrate on work.. like all my other friends are doing.. gosh.. being married and tied down.. no.. not now definitely.. i'll die.. even getting myself a bf will make me die.. i dun wana stuck with some guy for a period of time when there's no thinking of marrying each other in future. see how it goes ahh.. best is being single.. i'm still taking my time seeking for the guy i like.. well.. it takes time though.. it takes time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2840497165512164197?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2840497165512164197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2840497165512164197' title='0 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should be left unsaid. haha.. many things happened.. soo yupp.. shall not say too much in here.. anyone miss me? hehe.. congratulations to me.. i'm losing weight and i should lose more.. head's spinning like mad.. and tmr i'm off again.. will be back to work on friday.. till next friday than saturday off. -_- whatever it is.. i shall enjoy my last week in the garden before proceeding to the bakery section.. i'll definitely miss the guys there.. aww.. in the garden.. haha.. they're really nice and sweet. =) gotta go.. ciaos.. lazy to continue.. haha.. miss me? message me or call me.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-1608700735754465121?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/1608700735754465121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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hotel</title><content type='html'>well.. this is my third day of work alr.. ok first day was an orientation supposed to be 3 days straight.. but there were too few people soo it ended up only one day of orientation.. soo ok.. nothing much on the first day came back home a little late cos it was delayed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day.. was in the morning shift.. nothing much to do.. got to work too early.. like shit.. not that bad.. i got to know people in the garden restaurant.. they're nice and stuffs and ya.. wasnt used to the restaurant's theme and everything cos it's health conscious dining and stuffs.. anyway.. it wasnt as bad as jovin's.. cos ive nothing much to do.. and all i got to do is just to learn.. that's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. 3rd day.. was also ok.. nothing much to do.. and i'm in the afternoon shift till night.. got to see my supervisor for the first time. not soo bad.. doesnt talk much.. she's ok la.. but still nice.. she even waited for me to change and everything and held the door open for me.. and yes.. before that i had to climb over the soo called fencing.. but it's a wall.. pillar.. whatever it is called.. cos the customers are there.. and our exit is the way out where we'll pass by the customers which we cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty amazed that everyone had to climb over it than we can get out of the place..&lt;br /&gt;soo funny.. but they were nice to help me out.. almost sprain my ankle if one of the chef dint hold me.. haa.. but it was a good experience.. tmr i'm off so yea.. shall rest well and i need to rest well cos sunday i'm like.. in the morning shift? soo yea.. nothing much though.. anything call me msg me.. if wana meet up with me when i'm free..&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok anyways ciao guys..&lt;br /&gt;sorry ar.. my paragraphing sucks.. cos i'm tired and i just came back home not long after work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3541619396551812129</id><published>2008-06-28T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:20:03.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to myself</title><content type='html'>just wana wish myself a happy birthday. thanks to all who had wished me happy birthday through my phone, my friendster comments and through my msn. thanks alot! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling dreadful that i'm another yr older. i dunno.. feel that birthday's are really no big deals. i'm just older. and getting older and older.. i love being the age of 18. had lots of fun and stuffs.. i'm 19 next yr i'm 20. omg.. i feel that a yr past is seriously quick! when i'm 21. i'm graduating in shatec.. whoo.. cant believe it. seeing myself in my twenties give me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whatever it is.. thanks to people who remembered my birthday! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-3541619396551812129?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/3541619396551812129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=3541619396551812129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3541619396551812129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3541619396551812129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-to-myself.html' title='happy birthday to myself'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7382455599931846227</id><published>2008-06-21T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:48:05.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's the last day of school on shatec. =(</title><content type='html'>today's the last day of school in shatec. =( sadly a year has already passed. and i'm going for attachment in Beaufort Hotel. instead of starting on the 7th july i'm starting work on the 2nd july. how dreadful is that. i really hope that i can off days during weekends. =( sigh.. yesterday signed contract in beaufort hotel with jovin. but in the end. both of us will be in a different dept. soo sad.. she would be at the cliff i would be in the garden spa restaurant. sigh.. only the first 3 days during our orientation we'll be seeing each other. just hope that i dun screw up anything there. hope i'll do well and be good during my 3 months probation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a picture of myself wearing the chef uniform in the garden restaurant. actually not be taking the picture.. but jovin helped me. so here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzo5ZEqQuI/AAAAAAAABMU/C_Eb-zenTyk/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzo5ZEqQuI/AAAAAAAABMU/C_Eb-zenTyk/s320/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214298541268812514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and than took pictures with kevin, rant, charlyn and fel together today. sooo yupp.. our last day together.. hope we all will meet up together sometime. =) dint get to take picture with the rest.. well.. next time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzp7bhy2KI/AAAAAAAABMc/zVXWPVZ_iNg/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzp7bhy2KI/AAAAAAAABMc/zVXWPVZ_iNg/s320/DSC01261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214299675799247010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzp7Yz41WI/AAAAAAAABMk/WSfeY27Sjwk/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzp7Yz41WI/AAAAAAAABMk/WSfeY27Sjwk/s320/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214299675069830498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzp7RjAZ4I/AAAAAAAABMs/LPQnBsLucKw/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzqQClGw0I/AAAAAAAABNU/3PPkVFMmFas/s320/DSC01269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214300029879501634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7382455599931846227?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7382455599931846227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7382455599931846227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7382455599931846227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7382455599931846227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-last-day-of-school-on-shatec.html' title='today&apos;s the last day of school on shatec. =('/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/SFzo5ZEqQuI/AAAAAAAABMU/C_Eb-zenTyk/s72-c/DSC01260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7196084807239093841</id><published>2008-06-14T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:37:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was happy.. after that.. today i got back my old self. cant believe it, it some what happened.. it's like i'm dreaming.. anyways whatever it is.. this coming whole week will be my exams.. wish me luck and my last day in shatec too.. before i go for my 2 yrs attachment. sorry no pictures.. just plain dull words.. been really lazy to upload and i rarely take pictures now.. so yupp.. busy with projects and exams..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7196084807239093841?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7196084807239093841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7196084807239093841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7196084807239093841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7196084807239093841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/06/ytd-was-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6475227144719164247</id><published>2008-06-02T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:27:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm dead this time.</title><content type='html'>i'm seriously dead this time.. my hp bill shoot up 3 times as compared from last month. and i dun have money to spend if i pay my hp bills fully. i'm seriously damn broke and i'm in dead shit. msged like 1300++!!! omg.. i'm gg to die.. die... no money at all.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6475227144719164247?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6475227144719164247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6475227144719164247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6475227144719164247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6475227144719164247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-dead-this-time.html' title='i&apos;m dead this time.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-674535387926494335</id><published>2008-05-28T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:44:49.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did anyone miss me?</title><content type='html'>hi people? did anyone miss me? ok whatever. damn tired! this week ive got like 4 practical lessons.. later ive to go driving.. and ive yet to finish my stupid project.. sigh.. anyways whatever it is.. sorry to those people who has been reading my blogg. i havent done much updates soo far.. shall upload more when i'm free. but I WANT MORE ARCHIE BOOKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-674535387926494335?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/674535387926494335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=674535387926494335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/674535387926494335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/674535387926494335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/05/did-anyone-miss-me.html' title='did anyone miss me?'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3361690974334941196</id><published>2008-05-20T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:09:23.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most embarrassing day ever!</title><content type='html'>the most embarrassing day ever! feeling very very horrible.. omg! i cant believe it! that guy was sooo freaking hot but what happened? bloody shit of me.. i dint do something and that's very embarrassing.. i knew it till my journey had nearly ended.. ok.. the car i drove almost banged onto some curb pavement.. some small little bang.. if anything happens i'm soo dead.. seriously i dunno what the heck i'm exactly doing.. sucks man.. anyways i got into The Beaufort Hotel. if u dunno what's that it's some hotel from sentosa spa and resort.. got in with jovin and we both will be working with a hot chef name reuben. hehe.. ok anyways.. my tests has been kinda suck as ive not been concentrating.. have been distracted over the dumb interviews i had last week.. imagine i've been like 6 places for interviews and it's no joke.. it's damn tiring.. and worse thing is i dun have my own car at all.. transportation fees is like shit cos everytime it will finish very quickly as ive been gg here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dominic is bald now anyway.. serves him right.. cos he kept struggling while cutting his hair.. till to that extend my mum told the barber to cut everything short.. so now he looks like some china boy or durian and u can also say look like he came out from ns.. hehe.. my sis couldnt even recognise her own son when she came back from bangkok.. hehe.. ok whatever it is.. today is one of my most embarrassing day ever! aiyo.. i dunno where to put my face into.. omg..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-1089142713402687008</id><published>2008-05-14T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:54:06.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soo many interviews and i'm gg insane!</title><content type='html'>total i have 7 interviews.. it's totally insane.. done with 2 interviews.. i have 5 more to go.. omg omg omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sheraton Towers Hotel&lt;br /&gt;2. CA California&lt;br /&gt;3. Shangri-La Hotel&lt;br /&gt;4. Sweet Endings&lt;br /&gt;5. Raffles Hotel&lt;br /&gt;6. The Sentosa Resort and Spa&lt;br /&gt;7. Fairmont and Stamford Swissotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like omg.. sheraton's waiting for my reply.. but nah.. i'm not gg to accept.. hope i can get sweet endings.. and if possible fairmont and stamford swissotel! i think there should be more calls coming up! anyways.. sorry for not updating my blogg.. have been very busy lately cos of interviews and tests plus projects.. shall update soon.. if u miss me or u wana contact me.. contact me through either msn or my hp.. haha.. ciaos pple.. will miss u all too. =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-1089142713402687008?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/1089142713402687008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=1089142713402687008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1089142713402687008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1089142713402687008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/05/soo-many-interviews-and-im-gg-insane.html' title='soo many interviews and i&apos;m gg insane!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6341793638266461491</id><published>2008-05-01T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:30:37.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously none of u i miss only one.. and that's arthur.. i miss him cos he's nice. that's all.</title><content type='html'>feeling simply annoyed.. why? my hp bill is definitely gg to be increased.. never touched up to 1000+ msges started since last month and last 2 months! i'm soooo dead this time.. once one msg comes.. the war begins.. and every now and then msg and msg and msg. ahhh whatever.. cant type in here much.. only close friends only know my problems and frustrations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6341793638266461491?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6341793638266461491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6341793638266461491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6341793638266461491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6341793638266461491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/05/seriously-none-of-u-i-miss-only-one-and.html' title='seriously none of u i miss only one.. and that&apos;s arthur.. i miss him cos he&apos;s nice. that&apos;s all.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2653692316791777246</id><published>2008-04-24T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:18:30.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arthur why?? what do u mean by u have special feelings over me?</title><content type='html'>well.. i guess u must be wondering how've been doing.. actually so far so good.. just want to elaborate something that has been gg on, on my mind now.. ever since that day i met u.. i dunno why but ive been thinking about what u did. why do u treat me soo nice? why after all this years? i dunno.. u have changed so did i.. we have changed soo much that our voices is different when we met after many many years... why?? u treat me too nice to that extend i cant forget what u have done.. but i know.. ure a nice guy.. u actually did make me happy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2653692316791777246?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2653692316791777246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2653692316791777246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2653692316791777246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2653692316791777246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/04/arthur-why-what-do-u-mean-by-u-have.html' title='arthur why?? what do u mean by u have special feelings over me?'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-4265639958449480752</id><published>2008-04-07T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:49:05.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love this picture. =)</title><content type='html'>i love this picture. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R_omHCTwKXI/AAAAAAAABMM/A6FtQEKTZC4/s1600-h/05042008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R_omHCTwKXI/AAAAAAAABMM/A6FtQEKTZC4/s320/05042008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186499823191206258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-4265639958449480752?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/4265639958449480752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=4265639958449480752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4265639958449480752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4265639958449480752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-this-picture.html' title='i love this picture. =)'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R_omHCTwKXI/AAAAAAAABMM/A6FtQEKTZC4/s72-c/05042008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2886152243178440734</id><published>2008-04-06T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:43:15.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want arthur. but will it ever happen?</title><content type='html'>i want something.. but i just cant say it out.. sigh.. i dunno.. confusion still.. it's complicated.. i'm not happy cos of certain reasons.. maybe it's just today or now.. but maybe my heart will change when time passes.. i really dunno what to do.. cos i cant have something when i want it soo badly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2886152243178440734?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2886152243178440734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2886152243178440734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2886152243178440734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2886152243178440734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-arthur-but-will-it-ever-happen.html' title='i want arthur. but will it ever happen?'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-4599830553503109875</id><published>2008-04-03T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:18:27.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm gg nuts and insane.. i MISS KENNETH!</title><content type='html'>i seriously am gg CRAZY!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it always happening at the same time! i'm feeling soo confused.. and it's super complicated.. can i have both? sigh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will be back on sunday.. the other one is also the same.. will be back on sunday.. feeling soo lost.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's definitely impossible for me to get both... ok.. see how things goes first.. both will be back on sunday.. sigh.. like why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss him... u promise me to msg me once ure back.. before he took off.. he msged me when he's alr in the plane. what does it mean then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other guy... i dunno why is my instinct soo weird.. that i even thought of him on valentine's day. ure the only one who gave me a good impression of all other guys.. u made me happy then.. now i do not know.. see how it goes. of all these years. i still cant believe it what u have messaged me that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how now? both of them are good guys.. dun choose both.. continue this way.. or just choose one.. blah.. ok.. whatever.. i'm just gg insane.. (let nature takes its course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love steph. =) met fiona on monday too. =) will miss them all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gg insane that i look like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R_T1FSTwKWI/AAAAAAAABME/D4y_dzqdBiA/s1600-h/Picture0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R_T1FSTwKWI/AAAAAAAABME/D4y_dzqdBiA/s320/Picture0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185038542173120866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kidding.. but steph looks more insane than me.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-4599830553503109875?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/4599830553503109875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=4599830553503109875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4599830553503109875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/4599830553503109875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-gg-nuts-and-insane-i-miss-kenneth.html' title='i&apos;m gg nuts and insane.. i MISS KENNETH!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R_T1FSTwKWI/AAAAAAAABME/D4y_dzqdBiA/s72-c/Picture0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5005327899494258545</id><published>2008-03-16T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:43:19.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Brigid Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Totally Realistic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaromanticgirlorrealisticgirlquiz/realistic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Romance" means you're about to roll your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you can do without the sap or drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it for someone who has nothing really going on in their relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is real - and easily integrated into your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need candles, flowers, or chocolates to know he's the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some stimulating conversation... and maybe a great smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaromanticgirlorrealisticgirlquiz/"&gt;Are You a Romantic or Realistic Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've Got a Bit of a Crush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoucrushingonhimquiz/bit-of-crush.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your guy friend is a crush of convenience - easy enough to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you just break up with someone? Or are you more lonely than usual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no to both, then this small crush could be the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out if he feels the same - because he just might!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoucrushingonhimquiz/"&gt;Are You Crushing on Him (And Don't Even Know It)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are More Than Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/ishemorethanafriendquiz/more-than-friends.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you and your guy friend haven't hooked up yet, you will soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is attracted to you and even cares about you deeply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has incredible boyfriend potential - as long as you dig him back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for? Make a move! He's probably just too shy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ishemorethanafriendquiz/"&gt;Is He More Than a Friend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Picky When it Counts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/picky-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most sane women, you want a great guy who will treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're also willing to put up with a few flaws in your Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should congratulate yourself on having a realistic approach to dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have quite a few great guys you can date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/"&gt;Are You Too Picky When It Comes To Men?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are The Emperor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/emperor.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an authority figure, and other people look to you for what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are strong and powerful. Crossing you is not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have worked hard to get to your position, and you're not about to give it up to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you have a warrior heart, you are gentle to those who treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the near future, you need to be willing and able to defend those you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the time for you to step up and be the authority figure to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for you to be independent, to become your own person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may need to look at your relationship with your father, or your relationships as a father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are 73% Cancer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howcancerareyouquiz/cancer.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howcancerareyouquiz/"&gt;How Cancer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Emoticon Is Laughing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatemoticonbestrepresentsyourightnowquiz/laughing.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a wicked sense of humor. You're everyone's favorite IM buddy... at least today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatemoticonbestrepresentsyourightnowquiz/"&gt;What Emoticon Best Represents You Right Now?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cancer - Your Love Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/cancer-love.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're intuitive enough to know what's going wrong in a relationship early on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total sweetheart - you're often the most caring person anyone knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a generous and devoted parter to whoever you fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity - you tend to need a huge amount of comforting from your partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be overly sensitive and easily hurt, which make loving you difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to predict your moods. One minute you're up - the next you're down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone equally sensitive, who wants to take time to get to know you deeply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of an everlasting love - complete with marriage and a family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to take care of you. Being a good cook and masseuse doesn't hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow. You enjoy dates that last all day, with plenty of time to talk and get to know one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tender and loving, once you are comfortable in your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coy. You tend to play it cool to drive your lover wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orally talented - you're known as the best kisser in the zodiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a little less sensitive. Not every little mistake should hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend time away from your partner every so often - independence is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find ways to take care of yourself. You'll be happier if you put yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Aqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Profile?&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/9014662-5005327899494258545?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5005327899494258545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5005327899494258545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5005327899494258545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5005327899494258545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-brigid-means-you-are-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-9049645589460546792</id><published>2008-03-16T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T17:08:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh. why do i miss kenneth soo much?</title><content type='html'>people can change their minds after a few days.. sigh.. i'm not happy.. if i could see him and talk to him. i'll be happy.. but ive not seen him pretty long time. i miss him soo much. if i could hug him.. it's even better.. shall not state his name.. he's definitely a nice and a sweet guy. =) i feel sooo damn frustrated if he doesnt reply my msges.. for more than a day.. this sucks really.. if i could stop myself from msging him. wouldnt it be great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-9049645589460546792?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/9049645589460546792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=9049645589460546792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/9049645589460546792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/9049645589460546792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/03/sigh-why-do-i-miss-kenneth-soo-much.html' title='sigh. why do i miss kenneth soo much?'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5478355978335903998</id><published>2008-03-14T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:22:36.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe it's best that i'm still single i think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX8roBfTI/AAAAAAAABLc/yPy1cR0JrZk/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX8roBfTI/AAAAAAAABLc/yPy1cR0JrZk/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177617790374346034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX87oBfUI/AAAAAAAABLk/YPldTk2j7Fk/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX87oBfUI/AAAAAAAABLk/YPldTk2j7Fk/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177617794669313346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX9roBfVI/AAAAAAAABLs/QIRGw1berf4/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX9roBfVI/AAAAAAAABLs/QIRGw1berf4/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177617807554215250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX-boBfWI/AAAAAAAABL0/TfV7cEhpvgM/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX-boBfWI/AAAAAAAABL0/TfV7cEhpvgM/s320/DSC00347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177617820439117154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX-roBfXI/AAAAAAAABL8/YU6_DnSjhYQ/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX-roBfXI/AAAAAAAABL8/YU6_DnSjhYQ/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177617824734084466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea upload of pics.. feeling very bloated now.. and i'm also in a daze now.. cant think.. gonna finish my report soon.. but left my stupid food cost. sigh.. tmr will be working till late at night as there's function in St Regis. will be missing my show. =( but nvm.. have to go work and earn some money.. or else i'm gg to get scolded.. again. my reason of not working cos i wana catch my show. haha.. ok whatever... not funny.. next 2 weeks will be having practical exams.. like wtf.. main cake is strawberry short cake.. like omg.. have been sleeping late the past few nights cos ive been rushing for my report. thanks to the dcs leaders for sending me their reports.. hehe.. soon i'll be done with it.. anyways last week saturday went out with feli and ping.. taken loads of pics.. so shal upload it now. =) before i forget.. hehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qTaroBe_I/AAAAAAAABI8/kYcooueQdng/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qTaroBe_I/AAAAAAAABI8/kYcooueQdng/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177612808212282354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qTa7oBfAI/AAAAAAAABJE/6nVC2Isl15Q/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qTa7oBfAI/AAAAAAAABJE/6nVC2Isl15Q/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177612812507249666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qTbLoBfBI/AAAAAAAABJM/Q2XLDuaR5tI/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qTbLoBfBI/AAAAAAAABJM/Q2XLDuaR5tI/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177612816802216978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qTbboBfCI/AAAAAAAABJU/F4PtmDsxlMQ/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qVE7oBfII/AAAAAAAABKE/wDyH7L4BALM/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177614633573383298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qVl7oBfJI/AAAAAAAABKM/38ve8RzoYeY/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qVl7oBfJI/AAAAAAAABKM/38ve8RzoYeY/s320/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177615200509066386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qVmboBfKI/AAAAAAAABKU/GrY04FOgjvM/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qVmboBfKI/AAAAAAAABKU/GrY04FOgjvM/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177615209099000994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qVmroBfLI/AAAAAAAABKc/Q8SZqxahEBs/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW3LoBfOI/AAAAAAAABK0/vocv-FZgWhw/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616596373437666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW3boBfPI/AAAAAAAABK8/HksRUFuJlwA/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW3boBfPI/AAAAAAAABK8/HksRUFuJlwA/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616600668404978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW3roBfQI/AAAAAAAABLE/tsUxLIHJumU/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW3roBfQI/AAAAAAAABLE/tsUxLIHJumU/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616604963372290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW37oBfRI/AAAAAAAABLM/TvA-XDnJdhQ/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW37oBfRI/AAAAAAAABLM/TvA-XDnJdhQ/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616609258339602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW37oBfSI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ey_m9neE_nQ/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qW37oBfSI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ey_m9neE_nQ/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616609258339618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm fat and still my eyes looks puffy when i smile.. hope i get well soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5478355978335903998?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5478355978335903998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5478355978335903998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5478355978335903998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5478355978335903998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/03/maybe-its-best-that-im-still-single-i.html' title='maybe it&apos;s best that i&apos;m still single i think.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R9qX8roBfTI/AAAAAAAABLc/yPy1cR0JrZk/s72-c/DSC00344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6207371674576969431</id><published>2008-03-12T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:20:32.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh.. diarrhoea!</title><content type='html'>having a very bad diarrhoea... today have been frying till i smelled like oil. fried curry puffs, banana fritters and donuts.. whole production and ec room smelled like oil. gosh. com's down.. but thank god i've my laptop to save me to do my report.. shall not say much here. will update asap and definitely upload of pics.. cya pple. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6207371674576969431?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6207371674576969431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6207371674576969431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6207371674576969431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6207371674576969431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/03/ahh-diarrhoea.html' title='ahh.. diarrhoea!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7903464102460282348</id><published>2008-03-01T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:01:33.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>head's spinning.</title><content type='html'>my eyes has been swelling for tghe past 6 days.. swelling like my eyes go out of shape cos of the stupid water retention. hate getting sick. worse of all it's my eyes that's giving me prob.. and now i'm having flu and my head's spinning. how great is that? cant go out as i'm sick. or else i will. =) in production i always fry donuts and make bread. how boring is that? and today ive to cook burgers for everyone. fel helped me out too.. if i do alone i guess i'll take hours.. really hope to get really well asap.. my BTT is like this coming monday and i'm not feeling well! and it totally sucks alright.. cant afford to fail my BTT. I MUST PASS IN ORDER TO DO MY PRACTICAL! ahhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7903464102460282348?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7903464102460282348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7903464102460282348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7903464102460282348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7903464102460282348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/03/heads-spinning.html' title='head&apos;s spinning.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2620714430429133633</id><published>2008-02-24T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:18:34.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna miss everyone in charcoal</title><content type='html'>tmr i'll be in production. =( sigh.. gonna miss everyone in charcoal.. anyways most of them are gg to rosette.. but still.. they thought i'll be gg to rosette tmr but i'm not. gonna miss all of them la..especially with the group of guys.. haha.. always talking crapps and bullshittings.. yes.. and i'll miss beng seet's massage and every other girls who i talk to often. even though it's just 4 weeks there. i made plenty of friends. i definitely have fun working there. it's like the next time i can see them will be like 1 month later. gonna miss everyone.. really hope to see them soon and talk crapps and bullshittings with them and make me laugh like some mad woman. haha.. ok whatever i just miss all of them la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2620714430429133633?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2620714430429133633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2620714430429133633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2620714430429133633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2620714430429133633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/02/gonna-miss-everyone-in-charcoal.html' title='gonna miss everyone in charcoal'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2551088230312390399</id><published>2008-02-15T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:32:39.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone strucked my mind on v day. and that's arthur.</title><content type='html'>firstly wana wish everyone a happy valentine's day. nothing special though. just envious with couples that's all. someone strucked my mind all of a sudden and i never thought about him before or liked him. but i could feel that he's the only one could make me happy. it's a sudden thought. i'll never forget how sweet he treated me. even though i hated him soo much in the past cos he was soo freaking annoying. haha.. really.. now all i could do is just to laugh it all out.. everyone thought i and him matched. but i cant tell cos i was never interested abt him before.. anyways he was the first guy who gave me a valentine's gift. my bday gift which he put the soft toy under my study table.. cos he asked me which animal i liked and he got it for me.. till now it's still in good condition. even the fake rose which he made it's still there neatly placed. i dunno why he suddenly strucked into my mind. but it's just weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2551088230312390399?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2551088230312390399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2551088230312390399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2551088230312390399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2551088230312390399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/02/someone-strucked-my-mind-on-v-day-and.html' title='someone strucked my mind on v day. and that&apos;s arthur.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5370574966844601873</id><published>2008-02-04T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:32:32.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my shoulder muscle became inflamed</title><content type='html'>GREAT! cant go to school cos my shoulder muscle became inflamed and i cant move much. i'll always have strains if i move my neck. the strains makes me feel horrible. either i would scream or cry in pain. went to sinseh and got myself 15 needles sticking at my tummy, hands, legs even my head. gosh. i cried in pain when the sinseh put the needles on me like it wasnt an ending. gosh. i feel soo paralyzed. just that now i could move my neck a little. even though the pain is just for a day. but it feels like the pain is nvr ending. cant turn my head much to the left. my muscle is inflamed and ive no idea what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. while talking to my friends or sir i kept tearing. the pain was really bad. some pple thought i was sick. but no. i'm soo in pain till i looked like that. feeling a little better before i saw the doc. had to take mc.. even sir would marked me present. gosh.. so nice of him. but i cant accept that. this is one horrible new yr. wouldnt expect myself to get injured before new yr. some new yr huh? no time for this and that. and my mum's oven suddenly exploded. gosh. all at the wrong timing. yr 2008. too many disasters and unhappy things. some new yr. just hope for the best this yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. hope i can move normally by tmr. head's spinning. i'm like walking sideways cos of my internal injury. my shoulder muscle looks like it has stiffened up and my shoulder looks real stiff. esp at my left. duh. ok whatever. i got to rest. i guess i tire myself and do too much of labour work till my muscle weared off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6873230272872148328</id><published>2008-02-02T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:22:59.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not happy.</title><content type='html'>i'm not happy. the reason is not that i'm not contented with life. but i'm just not happy with what i'm doing. i'll never tire myself out and work for more than 14 hours just for money. hell no way. i'm not desperate for money either. i dint like the treatment of unappreciative pple. i'll definitely not gg there to make me feel soo like shit. unfortunately, some pple have alr warned me never to do there for WE. i totally agree with that person.. soo freaking stingy, i had to do labour work. i still had my attachment in charcoal and ive alr worked more than 14 hours including school and ive been lacking of sleep. and that person asked me to work from thurs till friday like wtf? i'm a bull or what? am not some super hero. i'll die definitely. thank god i made the right choice. i'll never go there again if i were to stuck there the rest of the period. i would rather work for someone who appreciates our work. really it's hard and i nearly broke down. never felt this way before. i just cant take it. now i know my limitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stood the whole day that my leg vains are sticking out. freaking disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now pretty dead. as in, i'm not active, no love life, no feelings for anyone, like the feelings just gone. i'm just doing my attachment or do my part time job or stay at home. that's it. i'm pathetic. my life has been continuing like that. i stressed myself up i hardly stay at home for 7 hours and yet i still have to go out. i seldom get to see my family members at times and it's really sad. my life now is all about work and success. gosh. it's not an easy task to do. anyways i'm extremely dead tired. my face gone down i think but i still dint change much afterall. like, damn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea sorry to pple who constantly read my blogg.. seldom online these days.. even i'm online i'm just online for awhile. have been very busy and i get tired easily.. anyways dun worry.. if anyone wants to know how i'm doing u guys can always call or msg me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6873230272872148328?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6873230272872148328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6873230272872148328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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big mess and a HUGE misunderstanding.. now it's my fault for making a HUGE mess.. but done is done. nothing can be undone. it can be undone if both parties are willing to make peace with each other.. sometimes i'm really an idiot.. am not mature like i thought i was.. but really.. i should learn from my mistakes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6849748885443766233?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6849748885443766233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6849748885443766233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6849748885443766233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6849748885443766233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-mess-ive-made.html' title='a big mess ive made.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3742058559319655839</id><published>2008-01-20T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T14:50:05.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awww... so sweet...</title><content type='html'>even though i no longer working in HSM. i still receive their calendar.. haha.. very sweet of uncle anthony.. he passed me in church when he saw me. thank you soo much! actually before that. adrian wanted to give me lots of souveniers but too bad.. i wasnt free to meet him up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY BTE AT LAST!! I GOT 99% whooo....!!!!! i knew one of my question was wrong as i wasnt sure. i think i know what's the answer la.. i just forgotten abt it.. one qn wrong! whoo.. will soon go another step.. cant wait for my BTT to pass and thani can go for practical alr.. and soon.. may get my own car.. but must save first.. nvm.. since ive been working in 5, 6 stars hotel i will earn good money.. hope chef william will always call us every week.. 5 star hotel (Amara Sanctuary Resort), 6 stars (St Regis Hotel) nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about school.. speechless. ive got nothing to say. good or bad i shall keep it to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-3742058559319655839?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/3742058559319655839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>i did.. but now i don't</title><content type='html'>i did. but now i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. surprises surprises... someone asked me a weird qn. and i was soo freaking blur. haha.. hilarious indeed.. shall not tell it in here.. i guess life's goes on.. i like what i am now.. ive always like it. i guess i never really change much over the years.. just feeling really contented that's all. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2831827405644501838?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2831827405644501838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2831827405644501838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2831827405644501838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2831827405644501838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-did-but-now-i-dont.html' title='i did.. but now i don&apos;t'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3088601964371811763</id><published>2008-01-10T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T15:15:57.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSETTE!</title><content type='html'>ok i'm dying and i want to sell the tickets for my event catering.. i know it's expensive.. it costs $28 per person. i need support! ok.. my whole grp did the patifold (cookies), sherbet and the main dessert will be the cheesecake. the appetizer and soup and the rest is the DCS will be handling it. ok anyways it will be held in Rosette somewhere at Somerset. dates will be on the 14th - 17th and 19th of jan'08. it will start at 6pm.. if interested pls msg me.. i have to sell the tickets very badly.. if u all cant come.. nvm.. it's ok.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-3088601964371811763?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/3088601964371811763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=3088601964371811763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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not easy at all. sigh.. there always something that reminds me abt him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6866197732024283603?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6866197732024283603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6866197732024283603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6866197732024283603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6866197732024283603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-jaw-alot.html' title='i miss jaw alot.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6516074551169347696</id><published>2008-01-04T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:44:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if jaw could be mine. i want and i need jaw very badly. i really want him to be mine.</title><content type='html'>if only i can have him. my life will turn around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's soo dull and boring.. in my head is just earning money.. the place i'm working part time at is Amara Sanctuary Resort (Sentosa) now i got the name right. and oh ya.. my nanny's husband knows the boss who owns Amara Sanctuary Resort. some 5 star hotel ehhs.. not bad.. whoo.. who knows ive got a good opportunity there. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. if i had the courage i would.. but i dun have the courage to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6516074551169347696?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6516074551169347696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6516074551169347696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6516074551169347696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6516074551169347696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-jaw-could-be-mine-i-want-and-i-need.html' title='if jaw could be mine. i want and i need jaw very badly. i really want him to be mine.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3169130951354919013</id><published>2008-01-02T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:12:59.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit..</title><content type='html'>shit.. tmr have so many nice drama series and than ive to work tmr.. psycho myself.. $7/hr, $7/hr, $7/hr... earn money.. EARN MONEY!!! anyways will be working at sentosa.. amara resort. =) forgot the full name.. i ask the guy so many times i think he will vomit blood.. i can never remember the name. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-3169130951354919013?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/3169130951354919013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=3169130951354919013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3169130951354919013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3169130951354919013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/01/shit.html' title='shit..'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8151148890023958314</id><published>2008-01-02T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:31:50.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid lift.</title><content type='html'>of all times.. all 3 lifts broke down when i brought dominic home.. gosh.. thank goodness i met my neighbour and he carried the pram up for me.. i carried the bag and carried that heavy bum upstairs. luckily i'm not staying at 25th floor i think my legs will break. i only went up 5th floor and i'm alr perspiring until my whole body wet.. worse day ever.. tired.. tmr will be a long day.. will be out in the morning till the night. got to work. =) my pay is $7/hr. anyways just working for a day.. since we're earning money like why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone just shuts by itself. and it really sucks la. pple call me and my phone just shut down. no time for servicing either. just feeling extremely physically tired. my back feels like breaking.. i need a good crack at my back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8151148890023958314?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8151148890023958314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8151148890023958314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8151148890023958314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8151148890023958314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/01/stupid-lift.html' title='stupid lift.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3951012021742828642</id><published>2008-01-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:01:30.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the after effect.</title><content type='html'>gosh. the after effect is horrible. my ass is just burning hot.. my stomach feels like it's churning like some washing machine. gosh.. i love spicy food but my tummy cant take it.. horrible indeed. anyways Happy New Year to all.. well.. i'm turning 19 this yr. some friends are turning 20, 24. hehe.. or maybe 26.. u know who u are la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. yesterday.. eve of new yr wasnt that bad i think.. i had school for half a day. and i'm appointed as a leader. (shit!) i have a big responsibility and definitely i have to make things perfect. really.. it's not gg to be easy.. after the small meeting we had with the teacher my head was alr spinning.. i'm a main chef and ive to do stock taking.. ordering.. appointed schedules.. shifts in rosette and charcoal.. horrible. really.. oh god help me pls!! i'll be totally stress out this month. NO BREAK FOR ME AT ALL! monday to saturday full day of school. sunday family day in the afternoon ive to go to bbdc for driving theory lessons.. all i could do in my free time is slp.. oh yea. everything went ok till we all met one mad man at bukit panjang plaza outside macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said happy new yr to all of us.. after that he continued with religions.. the killings.. and blah blah blah.. and asked us whether we're hungry and stuffs and asked us if he could have a beer.. like wtf? he kept talking and talking so does is saliva splattering everywhere.. he was soo close to be that ive to grab some sylvettes to wipe his saliva off my chest and bag.. he never stops and he kept asking for my name.. salute me cos i'm with my malay friends.. really.. they are my good friends is no big deal. u dun exactly have to salute me? hello.. like this is s'pore.. and furthermore i'm not some angel who came down to earth. i'm just meet.. he kept looking at me and said "you are chinese right?" (like yea.. so what?) all of us just stared at him at one kind hoping he's out of our sight.. gosh.. we wanted to leave alr.. but he just kept talking.. really.. he mentioned something abt psycho pple.. but in my brain i'm thinking.. (aint u psycho too? u can even asked amin whether he loves u?) my gosh.. he kept bragging abt religion.. and he said he's a christian.. and than he kept preaching in some manner.. i just shook my head nothing came out from my mouth i just shut up.. i know u guys are waiting for me to say something.. but hello? i cant.. i just couldnt open my mouth.. that mad man was drugged and drunkard.. he stinks.. the alcohol smell made me feel like puking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept asking us whether we wanted food.. i just said we dun need food we're alr leaving soon.. he went off to get his beer.. after that when he saw him coming out from 7/11 i told all of them to shoo straight away.. we're definitely not gg to entertain him. some new yr's eve.. that was the most horrible new yr's eve in my entire life.. mad some mad dog talking and talking... his holy water (saliva) kept sprinkling everywhere.. kept bragging he's a good man he could heal pple and stuffs and pple call him uncle john. but frankly speaking.. in my own point of view as a roman catholic.. u dun have to brag with such nonsense. nobody will believe it. and furthermore what kind of a person are u? drinking and being drugged? i know he wasnt offending us and stuffs.. but it's like we all gave him that look that we dint want to entertain him.. he kept saying happy new yr at least 3 times! i counted.. horrible horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to wheelock. got my free drink from coffee bean. =) they remembered me.. so does my manager.. my ex colleagues still works there and asked me if ive contacted any of the old staffs.. blah.. they gave me some lychee drink which is some promotional item they'll be selling it tmr.. and yea went to borders to read some books for desserts. went to far east and had lunch and went shopping.. after that went to bugis. after bugis we walked to marina square bought our shirts ate dinner and headed home.. eve bought many things.. she left first and will be meeting her bf.. yea yea.. lucky girl.. oh yea.. wana thanks jovin for the keychain. =) it's really sweet of u.. the hp keychain is in my korean name and than the date is on the 24/12/07 and than some words which i dunno how to read. haha.. gosh i wore the shirt that i bought which my slogan is "LORD if i cant be skinny. let all my friends be FAT!" everywhere i walk i see pple looking at my shirt and reading.. like whatever la.. eve got a shirt with a slogan saying that "i love my boyfriend. (EX)" haha.. and mine is "why are all the good man are either GAY, MARRIED OR BROKE?" true mann.. dun u think so? gotta go.. gonna have a long long month ahead.. stress..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-3951012021742828642?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/3951012021742828642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=3951012021742828642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3951012021742828642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3951012021742828642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-effect.html' title='the after effect.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6614011529349454518</id><published>2007-12-30T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:31:55.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILED!!!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to me. i FAILED my evaluation... GREAT! damn.. questions were damn tricky.. next 3 weeks another evaluation.. gosh.. my sunday's are filled with courses, tests and what so ever.. tmr's school. boring.. time flies.. tmr's alr new year's eve.. cant believe it. life's like a routine. really boring. i just wish something would happen. just wishing.. but not hoping..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6614011529349454518?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6614011529349454518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6614011529349454518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6614011529349454518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6614011529349454518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/failed.html' title='FAILED!!!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8618399785168739665</id><published>2007-12-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:16:29.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel like puking.</title><content type='html'>lunch was at billy bombers. dinner was at carl's junior. i'm soo gg to puke.. Basic Theory Lessons on saturday and sunday!&lt;br /&gt;omg.. gg to die soon.. congrats to me. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell what time does school starts on monday exactly? i'm soo not looking forward. gosh.. shopped around. got myself a shirt, a dress and 3 belts.. really. a total nutcase.. get so many belts within a day. tsk tsk.. i bought 5 things and it all cost lesser than a hundred. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8618399785168739665?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8618399785168739665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8618399785168739665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8618399785168739665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8618399785168739665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/feel-like-puking.html' title='feel like puking.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5002950675388799407</id><published>2007-12-27T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:04:40.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh....</title><content type='html'>oh yea the other day went out with sabby and gang i think.. i forgotten which date was that i guess it was last week some gathering. i had fun with them. especially when we headed home we were laughing till our stomach was cramp. haha.. ok ive got the pictures and i shall load it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVfk06bI/AAAAAAAABHc/eLo_i4hqpt8/s1600-h/DSC00174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVfk06bI/AAAAAAAABHc/eLo_i4hqpt8/s320/DSC00174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148494352639912370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVfk06cI/AAAAAAAABHk/Bd5FmUqMLAE/s1600-h/DSC00176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVfk06cI/AAAAAAAABHk/Bd5FmUqMLAE/s320/DSC00176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148494352639912386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVvk06dI/AAAAAAAABHs/dSiSx-FVlUk/s1600-h/DSC00177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVvk06dI/AAAAAAAABHs/dSiSx-FVlUk/s320/DSC00177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148494356934879698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVvk06eI/AAAAAAAABH0/z7TUOUh3kaI/s1600-h/DSC00181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVvk06eI/AAAAAAAABH0/z7TUOUh3kaI/s320/DSC00181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148494356934879714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgV_k06fI/AAAAAAAABH8/D_9l3erhxaU/s1600-h/DSC00179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgV_k06fI/AAAAAAAABH8/D_9l3erhxaU/s320/DSC00179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148494361229847026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. whatever i had planned it dint work out.. suddenly i do something or buy something which i dun expect buying or doing it. like suddenly i alr signed up for my driving thing.. and ive alr booked my lesson this week.. gosh. soo fast. met feli first.. saw steph in bbdc she passed her BTT congrats to her. just enrolled and went for some briefing. after that met ping, carol, neo and hong shan. we were at bbdc for half a day.. in the end ping dint sign up for her course cos we dint have enough time. headed to vivo and i bought some clothes. hehe.. went to kim gary's restaurant and had dinner. got myself a skirt and a long sleeve shirt.. hehe.. i took pictures of myself trying on the clothes i bought.. whoo.. super duper broke la.. aiyo.. i had a fun time ytd anyway. =) happy birthday to ping sian! it was yesterday.. hope she had fun. whoo she wore soo sexy ytd and she wore her boots i felt short. haha.. glad to see her after for months.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upload of pictures. i look extremely retarded in some pictures.. i'm damn vain. hehe.. was just trying it out if my clothes that i bought is matched. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1fk06gI/AAAAAAAABIE/fr4vOYO14WM/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1fk06gI/AAAAAAAABIE/fr4vOYO14WM/s320/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498200930609666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1vk06hI/AAAAAAAABIM/Q_gu7f8q9Hs/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1vk06hI/AAAAAAAABIM/Q_gu7f8q9Hs/s320/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498205225576978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1vk06iI/AAAAAAAABIU/iMP2WnSFN1c/s1600-h/Photo0773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1vk06iI/AAAAAAAABIU/iMP2WnSFN1c/s320/Photo0773.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498205225576994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1vk06jI/AAAAAAAABIc/ZUQepPtFBB8/s1600-h/Photo0778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1vk06jI/AAAAAAAABIc/ZUQepPtFBB8/s320/Photo0778.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498205225577010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1_k06kI/AAAAAAAABIk/2upNLSC7NO8/s1600-h/Photo0786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3Mj1_k06kI/AAAAAAAABIk/2upNLSC7NO8/s320/Photo0786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498209520544322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MkJPk06lI/AAAAAAAABIs/PnO06R7JtIk/s1600-h/Photo0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MkJPk06lI/AAAAAAAABIs/PnO06R7JtIk/s320/Photo0792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498540233026130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MkJfk06mI/AAAAAAAABI0/dxDSpmry49A/s1600-h/Photo0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MkJfk06mI/AAAAAAAABI0/dxDSpmry49A/s320/Photo0793.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498544527993442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5002950675388799407?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5002950675388799407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5002950675388799407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5002950675388799407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5002950675388799407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahhh.html' title='ahhh....'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R3MgVfk06bI/AAAAAAAABHc/eLo_i4hqpt8/s72-c/DSC00174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5282994833302630754</id><published>2007-12-26T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T10:37:02.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAYY!! i can take my driving license alr!</title><content type='html'>yayy!! mum allows me to take my driving license this yr! whoo.. gonna sign up today and stuffs.. gosh.. i really want to own a car.. but than ar.. no money. hate my sis when she give me that expression that i shouldnt take my license. pls la.. it's my own money.. and furthermore ure not my mum! both my sis and her husband are a total miser.. this cannot that cannot.. not bothered borrowing their car.. so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a Honda Civic. but i think when i turn 50 than i can afford it.. saw the price of the car i almost fainted. i cannot afford it man.. if i can afford a car.. i no need to get married or have children. haha.. or even have a house.. i love people driving me around.. i dunno.. it feels nice. u dun have to go so much trouble and stuffs.. since ive time now ive got to get my license within next yr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. new year resolutions. pass my driving thing and get my license next yr! do well in my DPB and get a good hotel for attachment. and hope my allowance will be $600 and than hope i can tahan the job experience for 2 yrs.. omg.. and i also hope that i could be one of the top students in DPB 07'07. whoo... and maybe go overseas to work and school and earn a good grade and than.. be a top chef.. but that needs alot of hard work. i just hope i can do it la.. that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5282994833302630754?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5282994833302630754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5282994833302630754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5282994833302630754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5282994833302630754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/yayy-i-can-take-my-driving-license-alr.html' title='YAYY!! i can take my driving license alr!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-1608827423119351420</id><published>2007-12-22T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T20:47:00.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning mad soon.</title><content type='html'>i'm turning crazy soon.. hate staying at home.. AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-1608827423119351420?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/1608827423119351420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=1608827423119351420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1608827423119351420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1608827423119351420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/turning-mad-soon.html' title='turning mad soon.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2291446465571766164</id><published>2007-12-19T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:36:35.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just wana say thanks. i really had a great time today..</title><content type='html'>just wana to say thanks. i really had a great time today.. even though today wasnt supposed to have school for us but we had great fun.. i got to know DCS people.. they are pretty nice people actually and they really like to talk some crap shit.. i really want to thank mr isham for the swensen treat and who knows including the movie tickets.. really i feel kinda embarrassed cos u all are just too good i dunno where to put my face to. my gosh.. aishah and i had a privileged to join them cos they just invited the both of us as we helped the culinary side.. aishah and i posted to DCS haha.. only for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos today was the open house we feed alot of people.. and they ate alot too.. we ourselves ate soo much that we couldnt finish the food and we ended up throwing it. oh yea.. thanks for tan chin guan for the thought of both aishah and me he gave us cookies when we're done with our jobs.. thank you soo much!! oh my.. and ya.. sebastian has been entertaining us. we had great fun.. watched national treasure with them.. not all of them came.. most went home after swensens.. they are really great people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went a little shopping and bought mr isham's pillows. haha.. and we headed home.. just wana say thanks.. anyways i would like to wish mr isham and jovin a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2291446465571766164?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2291446465571766164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2291446465571766164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2291446465571766164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2291446465571766164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-wana-say-thanks-i-really-had-great.html' title='just wana say thanks. i really had a great time today..'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-3216259906982785322</id><published>2007-12-18T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:22:04.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures.</title><content type='html'>my gingerbread house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crqvk06HI/AAAAAAAABE8/mtEqmNd4i_Q/s1600-h/DSC00872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crqvk06HI/AAAAAAAABE8/mtEqmNd4i_Q/s320/DSC00872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145129112619509874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crq_k06II/AAAAAAAABFE/_AO3JGw00Ug/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crq_k06II/AAAAAAAABFE/_AO3JGw00Ug/s320/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145129116914477186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crrPk06JI/AAAAAAAABFM/KrpfeXg8Gu4/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crrPk06JI/AAAAAAAABFM/KrpfeXg8Gu4/s320/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145129121209444498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crrPk06KI/AAAAAAAABFU/pxb7KckKacA/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crrPk06KI/AAAAAAAABFU/pxb7KckKacA/s320/DSC00875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145129121209444514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crrPk06LI/AAAAAAAABFc/dLrra8g5PjA/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crrPk06LI/AAAAAAAABFc/dLrra8g5PjA/s320/DSC00876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145129121209444530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2csNvk06MI/AAAAAAAABFk/XBDEOP1orGs/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2csNvk06MI/AAAAAAAABFk/XBDEOP1orGs/s320/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145129713914931394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2csN_k06NI/AAAAAAAABFs/XA_44UXLjGs/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2csN_k06NI/AAAAAAAABFs/XA_44UXLjGs/s320/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145129718209898706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with xue liang.. we both were at coffee bean.. took a picture of my gingerbread man. i used to get it free. now ive to pay it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctKPk06OI/AAAAAAAABF0/GJBeWELfhc0/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctKPk06OI/AAAAAAAABF0/GJBeWELfhc0/s320/DSC00879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145130753297017058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctKfk06PI/AAAAAAAABF8/pTmVRkTWRhg/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctKfk06PI/AAAAAAAABF8/pTmVRkTWRhg/s320/DSC00880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145130757591984370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctKfk06QI/AAAAAAAABGE/qG03SDp6Zbw/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctKfk06QI/AAAAAAAABGE/qG03SDp6Zbw/s320/DSC00881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145130757591984386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my practical exam for principle of food preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctjfk06RI/AAAAAAAABGM/6uQOBZoMS3U/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctjfk06RI/AAAAAAAABGM/6uQOBZoMS3U/s320/DSC00882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145131187088714002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctjvk06SI/AAAAAAAABGU/55FOiYCMPdY/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2ctjvk06SI/AAAAAAAABGU/55FOiYCMPdY/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145131191383681314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my log cake practical exam also.. subject is sweets and elaborates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJPk06TI/AAAAAAAABGc/Gv0fZxK1GGw/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJPk06TI/AAAAAAAABGc/Gv0fZxK1GGw/s320/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145131835628775730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJfk06UI/AAAAAAAABGk/qfUn-X0AXU8/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJfk06UI/AAAAAAAABGk/qfUn-X0AXU8/s320/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145131839923743042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJfk06VI/AAAAAAAABGs/uLnVt6Nkm0A/s1600-h/DSC00886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJfk06VI/AAAAAAAABGs/uLnVt6Nkm0A/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145131839923743058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJvk06WI/AAAAAAAABG0/PTX9JVvUzJA/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cuJvk06WI/AAAAAAAABG0/PTX9JVvUzJA/s320/DSC00887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145131844218710370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outing at vivo with nurul and sabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumfk06XI/AAAAAAAABG8/TppA_L0OlNY/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumfk06XI/AAAAAAAABG8/TppA_L0OlNY/s320/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145132338139949426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumfk06YI/AAAAAAAABHE/XP7JH2LHK2Q/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumfk06YI/AAAAAAAABHE/XP7JH2LHK2Q/s320/DSC00893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145132338139949442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumfk06ZI/AAAAAAAABHM/RiPK1Ne8aBs/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumfk06ZI/AAAAAAAABHM/RiPK1Ne8aBs/s320/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145132338139949458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumvk06aI/AAAAAAAABHU/X6YkRO-roSo/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2cumvk06aI/AAAAAAAABHU/X6YkRO-roSo/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145132342434916770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-3216259906982785322?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/3216259906982785322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=3216259906982785322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3216259906982785322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/3216259906982785322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures.html' title='pictures.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2crqvk06HI/AAAAAAAABE8/mtEqmNd4i_Q/s72-c/DSC00872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6501945431640000848</id><published>2007-12-17T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:22:21.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh... it's like a curse..</title><content type='html'>anyways the curse thing i dun care.. but ive been told off by people is.. forget him la.. move on.. blah blah blah.. yea yea i'm doing that. dun worry.. all it does it's take my time.. i know i shouldnt waste time and like him for soo long.. no use right? i know i know.. anyways shall post it.. i really have got nothing else better to do. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL is quiet ... millions of things are running in her mind. When a GIRL is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply. When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions ... she is wondering how long you will be around. When a GIRL answers " I'm fine " after a few seconds ... she is not at all fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL stares at you ... she is wondering why you are lying. When a GIRL lays on your chest ... she is wishing for you to be hers forever. When a GIRL wants to see you everyday... she wants to be pampered. When a GIRL says " I love you " ... she means it. When a GIRL says " I miss you " ... no one in this world can miss you more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person .... Find a guy ... who calls you beautiful instead of hot. who calls you back when you hang up on him. who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who ... kisses your forehead. Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. Who holds your hand in front of his friends. Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. Who turns to his friends and says, " That's her!! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you open this you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get this back I guess your not my friend. If you have a lot of love for someone. copy and send this to your whole list. In 5 minutes your true love will call or message you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok next msg..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ***Guy's point of view &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; This is very cute!&gt; And even written by a guy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You might agree with it, but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; when it actually happens 99% of girls don't realize it 'til it is too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and that guy who did it is so frustrated that he has moved on to someone who &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; will take notice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; From a guys point of view: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; We don't care if you talk to other guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; We don't care if you're friends with other guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and you jump up and tackle him without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; even acknowledging the fact that we're still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; We don't care if a guy calls you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till he morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Don't tell us we're wrong.We'll stop trying to convince you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yeah, you can quote me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Don't be mad when we hold the door open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Take Advantage of the mood im in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; LET US PAY FOR YOU! DON'T 'FEEL BAD' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; We enjoy doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It's expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Smile and say 'thank you.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Kiss us when no one's watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You don't have to get dressed up for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; We like you for WHO you are and not WHAT you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Or my t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Don't take everything we say seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; See the beauty in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Don't get angry easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Stop using magazines/media as your bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Don't talk about how hott Morris Chesnutt, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It's boring, and we don't care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You have girlfriends for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can think of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; On the other hand im not sayin i wouldn't like it ether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Girls: I cannot stress this enough: IF YOU AREN'T BEING TREATED RIGHT BY A GUY, DON'T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE.&gt; DITCH HIS SORRY DISGRACE-TO-THE-MALE-POPULATION ASS,&gt; AND FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL TREAT YOU WITH UTTER RESPECT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Someone who will honor your morals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Someone who will stop what theyre doing just to look you in the eyes....and say 'i love you' ..........AND ACTUALLY MEAN IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; *****Give the nice guys a chance***** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Holdin Hands- Girls : If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Cuddling- Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Guys : Automatically move closer to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Movies- Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Loving each other- Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... And mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Laying below the stars- Girls : When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers. Now make a wish about something you would like to happen Between you and your crush.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; guys: no grabbing!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Guys repost this if you agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Girls repost this if you think it's cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this, so we hope that all the&gt; girls that read this will repost this . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Now copy and repost this; if you don't you'll have bad relationships for 69 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; By 12 am tonight your one true love will realize how much they want you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; If you don't repost this, you will have bad luck for your entire life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; repost as: Guy's point of view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok really.. does guys think like that? i cant tell that.. no guys ever told me how they exactly felt. and what i cant stand abt guys is they are just not open.. they dun tell everything and share their problems with a girl.. only the girl is a friend.. but when a girl is more than a friend they will usually keep things inside their heart they won't say it out. how annoying is that? very..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i find guys are complete idiots.. they just wont answer ure qns fully.. and than.. a girl has to force a guy to speak up.. or else guys will just not talk.. they have no expressions. nothing! u can hardly see their face expressions.. guys are like a statue.. sometimes u cant even tell that they are happy.. even when they are sad it's the same and normal expression.. ahh.. i dun care.. got to buy lunch then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6501945431640000848?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6501945431640000848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6501945431640000848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6501945431640000848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6501945431640000848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahhh-its-like-curse.html' title='ahhh... it&apos;s like a curse..'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5077144074498496322</id><published>2007-12-16T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:03:08.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh.. where has all the good man gone to?</title><content type='html'>blah.. i'm super attracted to older guys.. hell they are good looking but VERY old. where has all the decent good man gone to? like anyone my age? hard.. my expectations are too high. no wonder till now ive got no bf. i'm just simply too fussy. duh.. for me liking a person can be tiring sometimes. that doesnt mean i like that person means i wana be with him. no.. it's just a crush.. maybe a long term crush. cos what i feel is. i might not be happy to be with a guy that i like too much. i'll feel like an idiot. sometimes seeing people gg on into a relationship seems soo nice. but havent u thought getting into a relationship too early ties u down and u hardly can get to know more guys out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows there's a better guy for u? last time i always criticize guys alot.. swear at them and stuffs and hated all of them. was just pretty dumb last time. maybe i just dint trust any of them. so maybe for a long time since i like a guy and now i do like a guy. i thought my life will change. but, nothing much has changed is just that ive got a little more fun than i did then. why tied down and get committed in a relationship so young? to me i find it a waste of time. unless u've broken up lesser than 6 months. that's what i always do. can never last in a relationship. so who would be the last? ive yet to find out and see who's suitable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.. i'm just bored. ive got nothing else better to do. have to clean my room and i'm hell lazy.. all i do is lie on the bed and sleep... use the com.. and than watch tv the whole day.. till my head's gonna burst.. 2 weeks of hols.. it will be long if i did nothing. too bad.. with just 2 weeks of hols i couldnt even get a part time job to earn money. super duper broke.. no mood of celebrating some christmas stuffs.. my mind is filled with unnecessary things that always makes me feel uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's like a routine and to me so far it has always been the same. not much difference. i dunno but ive not been happy ever since november. i dunno why. but i just dun feel happy or extremely sad. i'm just angry. get frustrated easily. everytime get into quarrels. i dun like people to distract me or disturb me i get annoyed easily. ive no idea but i'm not like the other time being happy with the things i do. haa.. still remembered.. friends asked me to drop out of school cos i regretted choosing this course. but no.. i need a certificate and complete it. i'm not interestted in getting a degree in pastry &amp; baking.. i'm just gg to get an office work after i graduate and than start having part time studies and learn my driving. that's my plan.. if it's about ahead i still cant predict. i'm 18 gg on to 19 soon. time flies. really.. ever since i stepped out of secondary school.. i feel that it's been years ive studied there.. but no.. it's just one yr.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe working in an office for straight 7 months plus and studying in shatec makes me feel different.. certain of me have not changed abit yet.. especially my roughness and fierceness. haa.. well i just prefer working life.. i shall just concentrate on my future. other then that i still can wait.. still young.. preferred to get bf at the age of maybe 20-21.. i dunno.. who knows i'll never get married and become a career minded person? hell no way.. i cant do alone without a love one supporting me at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my horoscope is cancer.. but is cancer really a love freak? romantic people? very good in a relationship? to me.. i suck in it.. and than i always get head over heels over a guy that the guy will find me an irritant.. maybe i'm just too clingy.. and i dun like it myself.. i'll feel like an idiot sometimes.. so it's better not to go into a relationship. i believe that cancerians are very emotional and hot tempered person. all i can say I AM LIKE THAT! temper suck to the core.. i can be a minute angry.. and than feeling happy.. weird. people dunno me have no idea what kind of temper i have. i'm not a good girl at all.. not at all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. writing soo much in this post makes me a complete idiot.. if people reading this it's like ure soo long winded and the post is soo long and the post is boring. ok i dun care and i want to go off alr.. facebook suck.. it always makes my com jam.. idiot.. but i still like it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5077144074498496322?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5077144074498496322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5077144074498496322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5077144074498496322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5077144074498496322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahh-where-has-all-good-man-gone-to.html' title='ahh.. where has all the good man gone to?'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7315337054073195530</id><published>2007-12-16T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:22:17.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ive to let him go.</title><content type='html'>i guess it's time to let things go and move on with life. i shouldnt hang on there or even wait. i should just let things go and i guess it's a better way to make myself happy. ive been wanting this for a long time. but i'm afraid and i dun want to go into a it and i did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not happy. not happy with the things that so called have been going around me. i'm not happy at all. ive been becoming more grouchy and i frown too much. cos i'm not happy and fully contented yet. cos i dun have one thing that can completes my life. only one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. holidays are already here and it's pretty boring. not much of upcoming events. super jealous with evelyn! cos she's gg genting with the person she likes! damn.. i envy her like shit lorz.. soo good. can be away for a holiday how lucky. what abt me? always staying in singapore. most of my friends are gg overseas and i feel like i'm soo damn left out alone. sigh.. anyone call me ask me out. i would love to be out of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7315337054073195530?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7315337054073195530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7315337054073195530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7315337054073195530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7315337054073195530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-to-let-him-go.html' title='ive to let him go.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2583194170358144916</id><published>2007-12-15T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T20:49:38.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss dancing.</title><content type='html'>oh hell. i miss dancing. I WANT TO GET BACK MY FIGURE VERY BADLY!!! if ive gone back to dancing isnt it great? but i lazy la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i eat ALOT! aiyo.. thought i could skip my dinner. supposed to go to pasar malam alone. but than ar.. i go down alone like soo freaking bored. so my mum followed me. in the end bought soo many things to eat omg.. until my stomach want to burst. got my comb.. and found the comb for dying hair. AT LAST! ahh.. eat soo full makes me feel like sleeping. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SLIM DOWN! anyone's gg to gym? ask me along.. preferred place is cck gym. =) or anyone of u wants to swim ask me along too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2583194170358144916?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2583194170358144916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2583194170358144916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2583194170358144916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2583194170358144916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-miss-dancing.html' title='i miss dancing.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8311058701997561738</id><published>2007-12-15T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T18:42:00.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah..</title><content type='html'>dun like the outing today at all. preferred yesterday's outing with sabby and nurul. talked abt soo much stuffs till our throat went dry. haha.. i miss them mann.. i dun like my hair style now. i just trimmed it and thinned it last week and now it's super thin i feel like i have no more hair. haha.. my hair has been dropping alot and i dunno why.. feeling soo fucking sleepy. shall upload the pics that we took ytd maybe tmr.. or whenever my phone is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone is really quiet. no one msg me! sad ar.. have la.. unless people gonna go out with me. feeling damn tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea saw something. whenever i see it i totally get sick of it. faker faker faker.. soo fucking plastic. the more i see the more i get pissed. it's not that i'm jealous but i cant stand people who are just soo fake.. eww...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8311058701997561738?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8311058701997561738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8311058701997561738' title='0 Comments'/><link 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alot. oh yea.. tmr will be meeting nurul and sabby.. and ya.. dominic calls me good ma. not god ma. haha.. shall upload some pics of dominic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2E8a9o3w3I/AAAAAAAABEU/zZOrJd2qLMM/s1600-h/Picture+404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2E8a9o3w3I/AAAAAAAABEU/zZOrJd2qLMM/s320/Picture+404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143458683354071922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2E8bdo3w4I/AAAAAAAABEc/1FDZ153JxAY/s1600-h/Picture+405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R2E8bdo3w4I/AAAAAAAABEc/1FDZ153JxAY/s320/Picture+405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143458691944006530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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blame aik guan.. but anyways thanks for the treat for dinner. hehe.. no need to spend money. lalalala... dave.. u still got to treat me! dun forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. know where i would be posted to alr.. will not be gg to rosette at all. sooo.. first i'll me in EC (event catering) for the first month. second month will be in Charcoal where it will be in City Hall. i think i'll die. cos their morning shift is &lt;strong&gt;645am!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; aiyo.. i'm not used to it. ive been waking up at 10 something nowadays.. have been always getting up late cos ive been sleeping very late. oh yea the third month will be in production so i'll be in school. duh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's food practical i think confirm die.. we had to study the whole book. teow dint give us any tips and great! he doesnt expect us to have any common sense in culinary skills right? we've only got pastry &amp; baking knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling rather dreamy today.. kept thinking abt something. i also dreamt abt something also. ahh.. i hope i wont think abt it. i thing my friends will kill me indeed always talking abt the same thing that they are abt to get sick alr. hehe.. ok la.. have to go and study.. 2 more papers to go and it's VACATION!!!! yayy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5918510898637681509?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5918510898637681509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5918510898637681509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5918510898637681509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5918510898637681509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahh-i-miss-him.html' title='ahh.. i miss him.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2977626493885697804</id><published>2007-12-11T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:46:59.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams!</title><content type='html'>EXAMS!! ahh.. will soon to know where i'm gg to get posted for attachment next yr.. gosh. time flies.. i miss those days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2977626493885697804?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2977626493885697804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2977626493885697804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2977626493885697804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2977626493885697804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/exams.html' title='exams!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7041603189151447635</id><published>2007-12-08T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:58:05.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad mood.</title><content type='html'>ytd had a great time with my ex school mates glad to catch up with them. the conversations we had were never ending. and the guys forever talking about sex stuffs.. and nurul's boobs are called sponge. hilarious indeed. i can never forget the story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways my main point blogging is my mood has been very bad these days.. i dunno whether is it my medication or not but my mood cant be controlled. i'll suddenly explode. sorry ar. ok i do not know whether i want to say this or not. but arghh.. i'll try to get things straight first. i'm gg to be very rude and mean when i write this. cos of u i get irritated and get annoyed easily that i dun feel like bothering abt u. really.. i'll make u feel like an idiot. and i will. if u go to the extend and bother abt me and ask me dumb qns. sorry i wont entertain u. if possible just change. dun be like someone when ure not. ure making alot of us pissed off by u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun do that. u'll feel worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7041603189151447635?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7041603189151447635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7041603189151447635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7041603189151447635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7041603189151447635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/bad-mood.html' title='bad mood.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-714452510628517452</id><published>2007-12-07T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:45:10.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss him but trying to forget.</title><content type='html'>i know i would be an idiot writing a post at 12.31am for the exact timing. ok.. i'm a total nutcase thank you.. anyone or someone can SMACK my head? i'm still dreaming and i cant believe that TIME PAST SOO FAST! if i count the dates right.. i would hsve been in HSM for 1yr 6-7 days if i were still in HSM. somehow regretted on how i chose my path. went the wrong way.. but i think it will still lead me to some happy ending which of course death to be apart from the world and materialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok am talking rubbish.. sorry my mind in the middle of the night is a little weird it just goes haywire. feel like blogging anyways.. oh yea.. did pretty well for my creme brulee, cheesecake and sweet bun. too bad i dint take pictures of it.. donated to shahir and his friends.. they were all snatching the food which i made! wahahahahaha... christmas is coming but i just dun feel like it yet.. i dunno why. just dun have any christmas mood.. the feeling is.. i have to spend money on presents.. no money la.. but at least ive got my 2 hands and make a product right? at least it saves money and it's more meaningful. so sorry for those friends having their bday this month. too many people's bday this month.. and i cant produce soo many cakes right? but at least i'll let u guys try my cake when i make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still not ready for next yr. i'm still feeling i'm at the beginning of yr 2007 or maybe mid of it. everyday seems to be a routine and i'm always stuck at the same place and i totally hate it. i love to mingle around gg out to have some drink and chit chat.. i love life like this. or how i wish i could play mahjong the whole night again! and go JB if possible and end up in Austin Hills and having the whole room to ourselves.. blah.. feeling soo dreamy but ive got exams next week! aiyo.. really.. sorry if ive to say this.. if anyone of u need any help for Food Cost Control i'm only available on saturday. only saturday the rest of the days study it ure own.. i cant study with people. but i'll just be teaching the guys.. ahh.. better treat me ar.. untouced my food preparation report. by this saturday! i'm sure i could finish it when i'm teaching them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.. tmr will or might see whether my mum allows me to go for the gathering tmr.. i'll come la. no worries.. dad's gg to have his radio therapy next week or maybe just gg to have a checkup. i dunno.. but just hope my dad will just be healthy and strong. that's what i only care abt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-714452510628517452?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/714452510628517452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=714452510628517452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/714452510628517452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/714452510628517452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-miss-him-but-trying-to-forget.html' title='i miss him but trying to forget.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-5465094941296626202</id><published>2007-12-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:53:55.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss him soo much and yet i want to forget him.</title><content type='html'>sigh.. mind's running wild.. i really cant stand it.. i want forget really badly. sigh.. but it's soo hard to.. who ask me to be soo stupid to like a guy which i rarely did only this yr. how to forget u tell me? it's too difficult.. and i dun like the feeling of missing someone too much. i find it annoying. i'm soo lazy to do my report.. till now i only touched a few lines. overall it doesnt make any difference. dear friends.. tell me how to forget him!? i just want to stop all this crap shit stuffs.. i just want to get on with life and do well in my studies and future career. that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5465094941296626202?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5465094941296626202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5465094941296626202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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abt it.. just watched 'The Green Mile' this is the only show ever since i was younger till now makes me cry. Even though i dint understand much when i was younger but i cried.. now i understood the whole show makes me even want to cry more.. this is the only best show i ever watched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2171730929628976773?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2171730929628976773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2171730929628976773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2171730929628976773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2171730929628976773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/alot-of-stupid-things-happen-today.html' title='alot of stupid things happen today.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6483074219361569859</id><published>2007-12-02T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:03:08.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss him soo much.</title><content type='html'>i wana say something out. but i just cant.. so nvm abt it. anyways one of my cousin suddenly added me and i'm pretty shock abt it.. it's like suddenly i can link through my eurasian relatives? my my.. not even close to them and suddenly i see it it's like weird.. not used to it. oh yea. some person said i look like a filipino. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say but exams are coming soon. still have to do my food preparation finish. soon will be HOLIDAYS! yayy.. oh ya.. the gatherings i'm not sure whether i'm free.. been back home late like 1130 super tired. got to do my stupid report. ciao everyone.. i miss someone.. omg.. oops.. ive just said it out. but who cares la. miss miss la. nothing much anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6483074219361569859?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6483074219361569859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6483074219361569859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6483074219361569859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6483074219361569859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-miss-him-soo-much.html' title='i miss him soo much.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2955241512730946407</id><published>2007-12-01T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:50:01.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gingerbread.</title><content type='html'>the final touch of gingerbread house.. only have 2 pics.. shall upload the final product. thanks to my whole grp and their hardwork. evonne, jovin, eve and me.. =) everything was a success and our gingerbread house was a total success. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R1EuK3NtEhI/AAAAAAAABEE/u0wbyPOr-BQ/s1600-R/P1010132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R1EuK3NtEhI/AAAAAAAABEE/zL4v_-N1OCY/s320/P1010132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138939413961445906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R1EuLHNtEiI/AAAAAAAABEM/NcMMF3SfKj4/s1600-R/P1010136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R1EuLHNtEiI/AAAAAAAABEM/f8xJI8qhDUo/s320/P1010136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138939418256413218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2955241512730946407?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2955241512730946407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2955241512730946407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2955241512730946407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2955241512730946407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/12/gingerbread.html' title='gingerbread.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R1EuK3NtEhI/AAAAAAAABEE/zL4v_-N1OCY/s72-c/P1010132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-269846005313916989</id><published>2007-11-25T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:45:15.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn pissed.</title><content type='html'>super duper stressed and pissed off today.. feeling fucked up cos of project work.. and i dint get my afternoon nap in peace. bloody hell soo many things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-269846005313916989?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/269846005313916989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=269846005313916989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/269846005313916989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/269846005313916989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn-pissed.html' title='damn pissed.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6750814655763169492</id><published>2007-11-24T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T21:45:23.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss jaw soo much.. sigh i wana forget him. but cant.</title><content type='html'>loads of pictures to upload..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways firstly i wana upload is my log cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghKGgXjiI/AAAAAAAAA8E/kfjHgAcayCo/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghKGgXjiI/AAAAAAAAA8E/kfjHgAcayCo/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136391832444833314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghKWgXjjI/AAAAAAAAA8M/n8EBJHPxYhQ/s1600-h/DSC00794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghKWgXjjI/AAAAAAAAA8M/n8EBJHPxYhQ/s320/DSC00794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136391836739800626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghK2gXjkI/AAAAAAAAA8U/12FRUsyxj1o/s1600-h/DSC00795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghK2gXjkI/AAAAAAAAA8U/12FRUsyxj1o/s320/DSC00795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136391845329735234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghK2gXjlI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mOtB_IkoQEE/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghK2gXjlI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mOtB_IkoQEE/s320/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136391845329735250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lamb curry. it was a total success. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ginmgXjmI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ifbVi52uf5Q/s1600-h/DSC00797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ginmgXjmI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ifbVi52uf5Q/s320/DSC00797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136393438762602082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gin2gXjnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/J3SE9X2PK60/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gin2gXjnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/J3SE9X2PK60/s320/DSC00798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136393443057569394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0giomgXjoI/AAAAAAAAA80/R97-lK2XdiE/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0giomgXjoI/AAAAAAAAA80/R97-lK2XdiE/s320/DSC00799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136393455942471298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot souffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gi_mgXjpI/AAAAAAAAA88/62cDirdkPTY/s1600-h/DSC00800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gi_mgXjpI/AAAAAAAAA88/62cDirdkPTY/s320/DSC00800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136393851079462546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gi_mgXjqI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Ju0h2EQhuz0/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gi_mgXjqI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Ju0h2EQhuz0/s320/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136393851079462562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gi_2gXjrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KH9vPBdRU2M/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gi_2gXjrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KH9vPBdRU2M/s320/DSC00802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136393855374429874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjJWgXjsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Dv3sN621pOM/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjJWgXjsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Dv3sN621pOM/s320/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394018583187138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puff pastry. the rail way track..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjYWgXjtI/AAAAAAAAA9c/99EJPPnec4c/s1600-h/DSC00804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjYWgXjtI/AAAAAAAAA9c/99EJPPnec4c/s320/DSC00804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394276281224914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjYWgXjuI/AAAAAAAAA9k/IVNmqkF_cuM/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjYWgXjuI/AAAAAAAAA9k/IVNmqkF_cuM/s320/DSC00805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394276281224930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjYmgXjvI/AAAAAAAAA9s/aLcJ9VGeMzI/s1600-h/DSC00806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjYmgXjvI/AAAAAAAAA9s/aLcJ9VGeMzI/s320/DSC00806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394280576192242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjY2gXjwI/AAAAAAAAA90/Lwsl2hJ7RUQ/s1600-h/DSC00807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gjY2gXjwI/AAAAAAAAA90/Lwsl2hJ7RUQ/s320/DSC00807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394284871159554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to changi airport with my family.. took some pictures when i was on the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj1WgXjxI/AAAAAAAAA98/6Jvx5ZlQ1Q8/s1600-h/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj1WgXjxI/AAAAAAAAA98/6Jvx5ZlQ1Q8/s320/DSC00809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394774497431314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj1mgXjyI/AAAAAAAAA-E/WJh0zrACBTA/s1600-h/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj1mgXjyI/AAAAAAAAA-E/WJh0zrACBTA/s320/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394778792398626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj1mgXjzI/AAAAAAAAA-M/hcPHSLd20oM/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj1mgXjzI/AAAAAAAAA-M/hcPHSLd20oM/s320/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394778792398642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj12gXj0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/4ysKAeAeNhw/s1600-h/DSC00812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj12gXj0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/4ysKAeAeNhw/s320/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394783087365954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj12gXj1I/AAAAAAAAA-c/0_RF9vRR7Vg/s1600-h/DSC00815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gj12gXj1I/AAAAAAAAA-c/0_RF9vRR7Vg/s320/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136394783087365970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my food preparation test. got 66/100. not so bad for a beginner like me. passing mark in culinary is 60.. so i passed by 6 marks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gko2gXj2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/R70TBl2ii4U/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gko2gXj2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/R70TBl2ii4U/s320/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136395659260694370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gkpGgXj3I/AAAAAAAAA-s/YoD287A3psI/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gkpGgXj3I/AAAAAAAAA-s/YoD287A3psI/s320/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136395663555661682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gkpWgXj5I/AAAAAAAAA-4/HS8D0seXYPs/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gkpWgXj5I/AAAAAAAAA-4/HS8D0seXYPs/s320/DSC00819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136395667850629010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQGgXj7I/AAAAAAAAA_E/dba7U8_pIUM/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQGgXj7I/AAAAAAAAA_E/dba7U8_pIUM/s320/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396333570559922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQWgXj8I/AAAAAAAAA_M/D9WnIJriz-c/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQWgXj8I/AAAAAAAAA_M/D9WnIJriz-c/s320/DSC00824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396337865527234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQWgXj9I/AAAAAAAAA_U/emxC3w8Nnqg/s1600-h/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQWgXj9I/AAAAAAAAA_U/emxC3w8Nnqg/s320/DSC00825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396337865527250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQmgXj-I/AAAAAAAAA_c/yD3Ntc4r1kc/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQmgXj-I/AAAAAAAAA_c/yD3Ntc4r1kc/s320/DSC00826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396342160494562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQmgXj_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/0XInOcTyIEk/s1600-h/DSC00829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0glQmgXj_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/0XInOcTyIEk/s320/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396342160494578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl9mgXkAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/QM-bRUMe7Ko/s1600-h/IMG_2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl9mgXkAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/QM-bRUMe7Ko/s320/IMG_2586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136397115254607874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl-WgXkBI/AAAAAAAAA_0/D6gVrxUTHc4/s1600-h/IMG_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl-WgXkBI/AAAAAAAAA_0/D6gVrxUTHc4/s320/IMG_2587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136397128139509778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl_WgXkCI/AAAAAAAAA_8/_rPgVIi1yDw/s1600-h/IMG_2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl_WgXkCI/AAAAAAAAA_8/_rPgVIi1yDw/s320/IMG_2589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136397145319378978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl_mgXkDI/AAAAAAAABAE/TNOul-s09OU/s1600-h/P1010062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gl_mgXkDI/AAAAAAAABAE/TNOul-s09OU/s320/P1010062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136397149614346290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmAWgXkEI/AAAAAAAABAM/tbbu7enLj8A/s1600-h/P1010072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmAWgXkEI/AAAAAAAABAM/tbbu7enLj8A/s320/P1010072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136397162499248194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmcGgXkFI/AAAAAAAABAU/eruWe_vgUUs/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmcGgXkFI/AAAAAAAABAU/eruWe_vgUUs/s320/P1010076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136397639240618066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmdGgXkGI/AAAAAAAABAc/6n8kb7upVm8/s1600-h/shihui,me,brigith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmdGgXkGI/AAAAAAAABAc/6n8kb7upVm8/s320/shihui,me,brigith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136397656420487266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my mum's birthday cake in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmxWgXkHI/AAAAAAAABAk/MhQGx-lR6M8/s1600-h/DSC00832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmxWgXkHI/AAAAAAAABAk/MhQGx-lR6M8/s320/DSC00832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136398004312838258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmxWgXkII/AAAAAAAABAs/Akpfu-7mf5o/s1600-h/DSC00833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmxWgXkII/AAAAAAAABAs/Akpfu-7mf5o/s320/DSC00833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136398004312838274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmxmgXkJI/AAAAAAAABA0/xHSDHYOumXI/s1600-h/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gmxmgXkJI/AAAAAAAABA0/xHSDHYOumXI/s320/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136398008607805586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some fried noodles with pan fried chicken filled with ham and cheese.. and chicken filled with mango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnOGgXkKI/AAAAAAAABA8/YDNvnltJJ1U/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnOGgXkKI/AAAAAAAABA8/YDNvnltJJ1U/s320/DSC00835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136398498234077346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some almond cookie.. dun remember what's that.. and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gntmgXkLI/AAAAAAAABBE/O6JrEJQvLP4/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gntmgXkLI/AAAAAAAABBE/O6JrEJQvLP4/s320/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399039399956658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnt2gXkMI/AAAAAAAABBM/Cb8_lzH9A_g/s1600-h/DSC00837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnt2gXkMI/AAAAAAAABBM/Cb8_lzH9A_g/s320/DSC00837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399043694923970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnt2gXkNI/AAAAAAAABBU/xvQ_hHy0W00/s1600-h/DSC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnt2gXkNI/AAAAAAAABBU/xvQ_hHy0W00/s320/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399043694923986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnuGgXkOI/AAAAAAAABBc/Yd9TOLQITLo/s1600-h/DSC00839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gnuGgXkOI/AAAAAAAABBc/Yd9TOLQITLo/s320/DSC00839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399047989891298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kittens at the back of my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goeGgXkPI/AAAAAAAABBk/5cD4B8nptEY/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goeGgXkPI/AAAAAAAABBk/5cD4B8nptEY/s320/DSC00840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399872623612146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goeWgXkQI/AAAAAAAABBs/E4nWVU4imM4/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goeWgXkQI/AAAAAAAABBs/E4nWVU4imM4/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399876918579458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goemgXkRI/AAAAAAAABB0/-83xgR4lr7A/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goemgXkRI/AAAAAAAABB0/-83xgR4lr7A/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399881213546770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goemgXkSI/AAAAAAAABB8/fRJRvxjrBek/s1600-h/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0goemgXkSI/AAAAAAAABB8/fRJRvxjrBek/s320/DSC00843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136399881213546786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sour dough, wheat grain and red bean bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpE2gXkTI/AAAAAAAABCE/nWq7u2kWnPw/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpE2gXkTI/AAAAAAAABCE/nWq7u2kWnPw/s320/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136400538343543090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpF2gXkUI/AAAAAAAABCM/wqp1uGSpMtg/s1600-h/DSC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpF2gXkUI/AAAAAAAABCM/wqp1uGSpMtg/s320/DSC00845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136400555523412290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpGGgXkVI/AAAAAAAABCU/mjFveHfPInM/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpGGgXkVI/AAAAAAAABCU/mjFveHfPInM/s320/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136400559818379602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpGWgXkWI/AAAAAAAABCc/WPE1FJG2_28/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpGWgXkWI/AAAAAAAABCc/WPE1FJG2_28/s320/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136400564113346914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpGWgXkXI/AAAAAAAABCk/_2DPpfSq0IU/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpGWgXkXI/AAAAAAAABCk/_2DPpfSq0IU/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136400564113346930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gph2gXkYI/AAAAAAAABCs/y0u9pdh-xAo/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gph2gXkYI/AAAAAAAABCs/y0u9pdh-xAo/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401036559749506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gph2gXkZI/AAAAAAAABC0/ceIhB_5mknM/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gph2gXkZI/AAAAAAAABC0/ceIhB_5mknM/s320/DSC00857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401036559749522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpiGgXkaI/AAAAAAAABC8/NSsnYBhxzpc/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpiGgXkaI/AAAAAAAABC8/NSsnYBhxzpc/s320/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401040854716834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpiGgXkbI/AAAAAAAABDE/djIOAiEmNso/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gpiGgXkbI/AAAAAAAABDE/djIOAiEmNso/s320/DSC00859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401040854716850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq food.. for food preparation.. quail, veggies and fish.. and prawns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqEmgXkcI/AAAAAAAABDM/tMYgefS3U0w/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqEmgXkcI/AAAAAAAABDM/tMYgefS3U0w/s320/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401633560203714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqE2gXkdI/AAAAAAAABDU/nw3wKzhj0zw/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqE2gXkdI/AAAAAAAABDU/nw3wKzhj0zw/s320/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401637855171026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqE2gXkeI/AAAAAAAABDc/U6F611ehHBo/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqE2gXkeI/AAAAAAAABDc/U6F611ehHBo/s320/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401637855171042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqFGgXkfI/AAAAAAAABDk/ssPBvLQe1FY/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqFGgXkfI/AAAAAAAABDk/ssPBvLQe1FY/s320/DSC00856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136401642150138354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made donuts yesterday.. fried till i burnt my finger.. disgusting.. but my colour is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqs2gXkgI/AAAAAAAABDs/Tzhmm98x5Cw/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqs2gXkgI/AAAAAAAABDs/Tzhmm98x5Cw/s320/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136402325049938434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqs2gXkhI/AAAAAAAABD0/evyZagb64SI/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqs2gXkhI/AAAAAAAABD0/evyZagb64SI/s320/DSC00861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136402325049938450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqtGgXkiI/AAAAAAAABD8/cyh-CPRBF5Q/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0gqtGgXkiI/AAAAAAAABD8/cyh-CPRBF5Q/s320/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136402329344905762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6750814655763169492?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6750814655763169492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6750814655763169492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6750814655763169492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6750814655763169492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-jaw-soo-much-sigh-i-wana-forget.html' title='i miss jaw soo much.. sigh i wana forget him. but cant.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><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://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/R0ghKGgXjiI/AAAAAAAAA8E/kfjHgAcayCo/s72-c/DSC00793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-143163650194685391</id><published>2007-11-21T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T20:31:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>found out my dad has cancer at stage 3</title><content type='html'>guys in shatec.. i know u all have been wondering why i cried in class. thanks for concerning. it's my family stuffs that i'm concerned and worried of. dun worry.. i won't cry for any guy right now.. i wouldnt be soo stupid to cry for a guy. sigh.. i dunno what to say but i'm still very upset and i'm trying my best to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard.. very hard.. all i could do is to pray nothing else. i cant stop crying.. and i'm already feeling sleepy cos i cried too much. sigh.. i dunno what to say.. i'm just very upset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-143163650194685391?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/143163650194685391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=143163650194685391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/143163650194685391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/143163650194685391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/11/found-out-my-dad-has-cancer-at-stage-3.html' title='found out my dad has cancer at stage 3'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7374679039750213347</id><published>2007-11-20T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:52:44.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm trying my best to forget jaw. i'm already feeling tired.</title><content type='html'>feeling uneasy and upset. it's soo hard. i'm already trying my best. i'll try harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7374679039750213347?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7374679039750213347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7374679039750213347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7374679039750213347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/7374679039750213347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-trying-my-best-to-forget-jaw-im.html' title='i&apos;m trying my best to forget jaw. i&apos;m already feeling tired.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-2574352058183320737</id><published>2007-11-19T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:31:57.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something's bothering me.</title><content type='html'>i dunno what but something has been bothering me. even though i was a little tipsy yesterday.. drank too much wine.. i dunno why i felt upset and unhappy. till now i'm feeling unhappy. i cant sleep last night no matter how tired i was.. i kept dreaming and after that i woke up in the middle of the night. sigh.. sally asked me if i could come back to work to HSM again.. i told her i cant cos i only have 2 weeks of holidays. glad to see those people from HSM. those ex colleagues from HSM told me that their hands are itchy so we should play mahjong some day.. haa.. i wish i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dun feel happy.. not happy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways.. Alan and Kat looked gorgeous last night.. could see how both of them were soo tense before walking through the ballroom. now.. i wouldnt know when i'll be seeing them again. cos there are no upcoming events so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say.. have too much things and problems keeping inside my heart. i just dun like it. i just want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways wana thank jaw for picking me up and bringing me back home on friday and yesterday.. haha.. my chauffer. kidding. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-2574352058183320737?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/2574352058183320737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=2574352058183320737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2574352058183320737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/2574352058183320737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/11/somethings-bothering-me.html' title='something&apos;s bothering me.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-225904555145575700</id><published>2007-11-16T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T10:48:45.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>alright. my blogg seems kinda dead now cos ive not been posting for a week alr.. sorry about that. have been busy and stuffs. and really lazy to update. loads of pictures to upload. omg.. i'm gg to faint.. too many indeed.. made lots of things. just to announce that.. i did pretty well for my exams last semester.. dint fail a single thing. lalalalalala.... today starting school at 1. have to make bread.. omg.. confirm will stuck there the whole evening.. have to go soon and prepare to go to school.. ahhh.. alan's and kat's wedding this sunday! time flies mann.. will be soo happy to see them again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-225904555145575700?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/225904555145575700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=225904555145575700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/225904555145575700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/225904555145575700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-1840276363340192479</id><published>2007-11-08T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:13:34.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations i'm burnt.</title><content type='html'>congratulations to me.. i'm burnt and extremely red.. my shoulder blades are soo freaking hot.. put tons of moisturizer but it dint help. went to sentosa with my dear shatec friends. had fun.. shall upload the pictures sometime when i receive all of it.. i feel my lips are like burning.. omg.. the side of my lips feels like it's swelling. i'm soo red like a lobster.. what i wana say is.. i hope my dad's fine.. i'm not used to it when ive to spend my night alone with my mum. tmr's mum's bday. will be making a bday cake for her. oooohhh.. totally broke like shit.. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-1840276363340192479?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/1840276363340192479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6432377291923664987</id><published>2007-11-07T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:55:50.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worried.</title><content type='html'>just put dominic to bed. had to baby sit him for awhile tonight. feeling worried and upset. my dad is gg to admit to the hospital for a biopsy at his throat tmr. even though it's just a check up and seeing whether the tissue will test whether it's cancerous or not. i just hope everything will be ok and well. hope nothing serious. gotta pray hard. today's menu planning somehow dint go well. cos i dint really study. and i dint have mood either. i tried my best to memorise but i just cant do it today. my mind was occupied over some things i guess. sigh.. all i hope for is just a pass in my menu planning. i would try to do better on exams day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days i dint have much expression at home. i dint smile or did any expression. was just quiet doing my own stuffs. dunno where ive been to. and dunno where is myself. dunno what i'm thinking either. i think all these while my mind is plain blank. nothing could get inside my head. maybe i'm just tired. very tired. school has been ok. the usual. nothing much though. my mum has been nagging and we both have been arguing over house chores. blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know what to talk about and continue further. just feeling very listless. all i hope is my dad will be ok.. i still need my dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6432377291923664987?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6432377291923664987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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my previous posts.</title><content type='html'>read my previous posts.. i meant the posts which ive written years back. i sound like some person who gets agitated and irritated easily. and i complain alot.. yea.. too much complain indeed.. when i read my past posts. i somehow get annoyed of what ive written.. my english is pretty bad.. and i write horribly. somehow the things ive written are just simply childish and immature..with the "man" and the "argh". too much of it sounds sickening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess ive changed over the years. it wasnt the same as compared from the past. the way i speak, write and think. it's very different.. i'm growing up.. and i want to be mature like all adults are. even if i'm not mature up to the extend ive still got to learn no matter what. i'm still young and there are alot of things that ive got to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time past and i do look different.. look older.. well.. how i wish that i'll stuck at the age of 18 forever. 18 is really a nice age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we do not know that we've changed cos we see ourselves everyday.. till we realised what we've written in the past. yea.. i was a super vain person. and i can say.. i was fussy with guys. i also do flirt with guys. i meant only 1 guy so far that i know. the boyfriends i had i dun feel like they are counted.. they are just dates and they are just somewhat puppy love. none of them were serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my expectations of guys are much higher now.. everyone said that my expectations are so high. blah blah blah.. yea i know.. i'm fussy to go out with guys also. if ure my friend and i feel comfortable talking to u and gg out with u. i'm fine. but if any guy who has any motive. no no way.. i could tell if a guy really just treat me as a good friend whom i can talk to.. and guys who wants to be with me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered.. supposed to go out a date with a guy.. but i gave excuses and ran away and told him that my mum called me and asked me to come back home early. wahahahahaha... i only met him and i left immediately.. i lost my appetite immediately and walked off.. funny.. and i even somehow got rid of some guy cos i found him an irritant as he kept bugging me to go into a relationship. dint want to as i dint feel like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of craps and bullshits last time.. i just want a change in life.. and get a better companionship. no boyfriends for me pls.. i'm not ready to commit any stupid relationship unless i'm gg to marry some guy whom i dunno who would it be in future. till then. goodbye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8286861992057670258?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8286861992057670258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-7849236116625361369</id><published>2007-11-04T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:20:36.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh..</title><content type='html'>saw one picture in my email that made me want to puke.. ewww... the picture is still at my head.. really.. i'm getting annoyed cos ive been receiving too much messages from some tom dick or harry.. some had been bugging me to contact them when i'm not even interested to be thier friend.. and they give me constant stupid messages.. getting annoyed.. soo feel like deleting that account.. i know it's nice to talk to someone and to know people.. but.. i'm not being racist but i dun like people from ******** yea yea.. i shall not state what it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. ignored their messages and yet they still have a cheek to message me! omg.. ahh.. who cares.. test is coming up and i'm dying cos ive not finished typing the notes down for menu planning.. i really feel like chopping off my hair cos i'm not used to have long hair.. really.. long hair is really an irritant.. and it makes u feel sooo HOT!!! and SWEATY!!! ewww... really.. i feel like cutting my hair short.. but to think of it.. ive spent on my hair for $120 one month plus back.. oh better not.. ive already wasted alot of my money on my dumb hair.. i feel soo lazy and sleepy.. ahh.. soo sorry to xue liang.. sunday is off for me.. dont feel like singing today.. furthermore i'm having my test soon.. some other day then.. gg to sentosa on thursday!!! yipee.. i sooo feel like making myself tan.. but than.. i'm a fat ass and i really got to lose weight before my checkup starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive to go on a strict diet.. but really.. i'm not following a strict diet.. i just soo called eat lesser than the usual i think.. oh yea.. no more hainanese chicken rice for me! and chicken!! i'm really getting sick of eating chicken every now and then.. ok this week in school i ate chicken rice 3 times.. ytd again.. chicken rice.. and than.. dinner.. hainanese chicken AGAIN!! i'm not gg to eat chicken rice for one month.. if i see any sight of chicken rice i'm gg to puke.. i'm soo freaking sick of chicken.. i'm gg to cut down on chicken as much as possible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-7849236116625361369?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/7849236116625361369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=7849236116625361369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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most of the time during dinner time.. i feel like puking now.. my tummy is not feeling good at all. my mood has been extremely bad cos of certain stuffs.. one of the days i was like soo happy.. today my mood is horrible.. dun feel like talking much now.. ciao everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-5221743120625398944?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/5221743120625398944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=5221743120625398944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/5221743120625398944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I WANT TO FORGET HIM!!!</title><content type='html'>i'm really feeling like shit today.. i'm feeling extremely down today.. i just dun have mood.. ive been having diarrhoea and vomitting yesterday night and today.. i'm not happy at all today.. i hardly smile.. i look like i want to die.. ARGHH!!! I WANT TO SCREAM I WANT TO CRY!! i feel soo agitated and frustrated.. really.. today is like some piece of shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-1413866454999017431?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/1413866454999017431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=1413866454999017431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1413866454999017431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/1413866454999017431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-like-shit-today-i-want-to-forget.html' title='i feel like shit today.. I WANT TO FORGET HIM!!!'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-1293177770370027659</id><published>2007-10-28T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:29:32.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just want to forget him.. hope he is well and wana tell him to take care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than &amp;quot;Lovers.&amp;quot; Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say is.. i want to forget..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-1293177770370027659?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/1293177770370027659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=1293177770370027659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the pictures.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon and the appetizer the prawns.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCM5KwcDEI/AAAAAAAAA4E/wJ3YxjTl3pM/s1600-h/DSC00757.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125251289715575874 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCM5KwcDEI/AAAAAAAAA4E/wJ3YxjTl3pM/s320/DSC00757.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCM5awcDFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/pV-9RKW1ASc/s1600-h/DSC00758.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125251294010543186 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCM5awcDFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/pV-9RKW1ASc/s320/DSC00758.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCM5qwcDGI/AAAAAAAAA4U/tVPbYjF1lhg/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125251298305510498 style="DISPLAY: 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNdqwcDJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NqqgCPibJq4/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125251916780801170 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNdqwcDJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NqqgCPibJq4/s320/DSC00762.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dominic's rashes... he looks diseased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNvqwcDKI/AAAAAAAAA40/WMchj9bCuOk/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252226018446498 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNvqwcDKI/AAAAAAAAA40/WMchj9bCuOk/s320/DSC00763.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNvqwcDLI/AAAAAAAAA48/VSENJf_Gsf8/s1600-h/DSC00764.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252226018446514 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNvqwcDLI/AAAAAAAAA48/VSENJf_Gsf8/s320/DSC00764.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNv6wcDMI/AAAAAAAAA5E/sBHjrFlf4-M/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252230313413826 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNv6wcDMI/AAAAAAAAA5E/sBHjrFlf4-M/s320/DSC00767.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNv6wcDNI/AAAAAAAAA5M/3NRhRfwN8yQ/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252230313413842 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNv6wcDNI/AAAAAAAAA5M/3NRhRfwN8yQ/s320/DSC00768.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNwKwcDOI/AAAAAAAAA5U/IrGpTto8z6s/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252234608381154 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCNwKwcDOI/AAAAAAAAA5U/IrGpTto8z6s/s320/DSC00769.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; croissants.. &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCOXKwcDPI/AAAAAAAAA5c/z1Te-EdiHfI/s1600-h/DSC00770.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252904623279346 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCOXKwcDPI/AAAAAAAAA5c/z1Te-EdiHfI/s320/DSC00770.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCOXKwcDQI/AAAAAAAAA5k/vT3ainELMso/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252904623279362 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCOXKwcDQI/AAAAAAAAA5k/vT3ainELMso/s320/DSC00771.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCOXawcDRI/AAAAAAAAA5s/tvA673p9lZI/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125252908918246674 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCOXawcDRI/AAAAAAAAA5s/tvA673p9lZI/s320/DSC00772.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walnut chocolate genache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO36wcDSI/AAAAAAAAA50/o7JLxuwu6ds/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125253467263995170 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO36wcDSI/AAAAAAAAA50/o7JLxuwu6ds/s320/DSC00773.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO36wcDTI/AAAAAAAAA58/broMxaQrIMQ/s1600-h/DSC00774.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125253467263995186 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO36wcDTI/AAAAAAAAA58/broMxaQrIMQ/s320/DSC00774.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO4KwcDUI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qChY48CGRzY/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125253471558962498 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO4KwcDUI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qChY48CGRzY/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO4KwcDVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/7PsZ8NUzf18/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125253471558962514 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO4KwcDVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/7PsZ8NUzf18/s320/DSC00776.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO4KwcDWI/AAAAAAAAA6U/B_OpOFo7RQ8/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125253471558962530 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCO4KwcDWI/AAAAAAAAA6U/B_OpOFo7RQ8/s320/DSC00777.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCPWawcDXI/AAAAAAAAA6c/lQ0CxXyr3Fk/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125253991250005362 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCPWawcDXI/AAAAAAAAA6c/lQ0CxXyr3Fk/s320/DSC00778.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCPWqwcDYI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Ll7Vhbx9umk/s1600-h/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125253995544972674 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCPWqwcDYI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Ll7Vhbx9umk/s320/DSC00779.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocs that i made on sunday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCP4awcDZI/AAAAAAAAA6s/nfkzRDwdRxw/s1600-h/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125254575365557650 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCP4awcDZI/AAAAAAAAA6s/nfkzRDwdRxw/s320/DSC00780.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCP4qwcDaI/AAAAAAAAA60/lfS2_8qPwuo/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125254579660524962 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCP4qwcDaI/AAAAAAAAA60/lfS2_8qPwuo/s320/DSC00781.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cream of chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCQHKwcDbI/AAAAAAAAA68/HsbsnvjnXn8/s1600-h/DSC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125254828768628146 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCQHKwcDbI/AAAAAAAAA68/HsbsnvjnXn8/s320/DSC00782.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beef soup.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCQaKwcDcI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5Cu-r02eRG4/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125255155186142658 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCQaKwcDcI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5Cu-r02eRG4/s320/DSC00783.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom yam soup.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCQhqwcDdI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nQR5JbciQDQ/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125255284035161554 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCQhqwcDdI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nQR5JbciQDQ/s320/DSC00784.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danish dough which i just made finished today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRYqwcDeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/A-td7bibWNs/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125256228927966690 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRYqwcDeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/A-td7bibWNs/s320/DSC00787.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRYqwcDfI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Wn4cMANR8n4/s1600-h/DSC00788.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125256228927966706 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRYqwcDfI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Wn4cMANR8n4/s320/DSC00788.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRY6wcDgI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EcaTp-FSW38/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125256233222934018 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRY6wcDgI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EcaTp-FSW38/s320/DSC00789.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRZKwcDhI/AAAAAAAAA7s/a7ks1p3IC8U/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125256237517901330 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCRZKwcDhI/AAAAAAAAA7s/a7ks1p3IC8U/s320/DSC00790.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creme brulee.. texture like tofu.. but it's nice but damn sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCS-awcDiI/AAAAAAAAA70/XN9RAO4az2c/s1600-h/DSC00791.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125257976979656226 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCS-awcDiI/AAAAAAAAA70/XN9RAO4az2c/s320/DSC00791.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCS-awcDjI/AAAAAAAAA78/IDca68rxnIA/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125257976979656242 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGg5GvQZ91I/RyCS-awcDjI/AAAAAAAAA78/IDca68rxnIA/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the videos at ktv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v639/brigid28/VideoDJ.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v639/brigid28/Video004.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-4293331433073983604?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=83aace4567752c6f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/4293331433073983604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-8267807720937238264</id><published>2007-10-24T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:24:15.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good and bad things happens..</title><content type='html'>ok firstly, i wana complain where the heck all my pictures and tagboard went to? really.. when i view it. it seems like it has gone missing! ahh.. i'll go check the template.. anyways congratulations to me.. i got 0 demerit points and and.. i got 66/90 for my food examinations.. lalalala.. such good day today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went down to the same place THREE TIMES! my goodness.. first 2 was with dominic around early evening and around 8 plus.. came back home at 9. and the other time was.. jaw was downstairs and bought some supper.. so yea.. we talk and left within half an hour cos my mum kept bugging and nagging at me to go home so i did.. anyways thanks for the drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. in class.. cos we had to do food cost.. did the calculations quickly and gave my teacher the answer right away.. i kana scolding cos my friend said that.. ehh.. can dun give the answers soo fast? we wana calculate lehz.. yea yea.. i know i ks.. haha.. but i enjoyed the lesson even though i'm soo damn freaking sleepy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda regretted that i dint study well for O's if not ive gotten a brighter future. really.. i'm not stupid but i was plain lazy.. after i got my results i'm pretty surprise with my marks. like ive not seen those kind of marks for a long time..  sigh.. i could even get an A for my theory and it's was all had to be memorised.. wow.. pretty smart now but plainly stupid last time.. but at least i know where i'm gg.. well.. all i got to do is to succeed and do well in my examinations.. but to think of it.. i'll die for catering science.. confirm die.. confirm fail.. omg.. so anyways that's it soo far.. lazy to upload pictures.. oh yea.. did tom yam, beef soup and cream of chicken ytd.. shall upload the pics when i feel like it.. damn lazy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8267807720937238264?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8267807720937238264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=8267807720937238264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8267807720937238264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/8267807720937238264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/2007/10/good-and-bad-things-happens.html' title='good and bad things happens..'/><author><name>brigid28</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313044937830334019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014662.post-6829526179329494042</id><published>2007-10-22T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:13:58.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he really came back and message me today..</title><content type='html'>what ever instinct i had like yesterday and today it somehow came true.. but who the hell cares right? thanks to dominic he went to touch my eyeball and now my whole eyeball is red and i feel like my vains are sticking out.. the way dominic touched my eye as if he were digging out my eyeballs.. today dominic is damn irritating and annoying.. cried the whole damn day cos he just dint get what he wants.. such a spoilt brat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately and somehow surprisingly something happened.. ok.. how coincidental 2 ex-colleagues messaged me today.. glad to hear from them and glad that they have been fine.. nothing much though.. just feel like dying cos ive not done any of my work.. teow's practical lesson will start at 1 tmr.. my my.. soo late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today felt like puking.. ate too much for lunch and i feel like some balloon in my stomach.. played with flour during practical today.. like what crap.. and.. my stupid danish dough does really look like shit.. hehe.. and ya.. aiyo.. yc is gg to be soo dead.. sammy tan is soo gg to condemn him.. haha.. really.. but it's true.. it's a pity though.. his products isnt as nice from chef's tan.. like obviously u can just look at their hat's alr.. like whatever it is called i forgot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn shit.. test is just within 1 week's time.. and I'VE NOT PREPARED IT YET! soo damn dead.. accounts accounts.. die.. but not that bad at least i could figure it out and check it out myself.. calculating figures is fine with me.. but asking me to memorise the whole damn definition i'm soo gg to be dead shit.. g2g.. wana drink milk.. hehe.. ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-6829526179329494042?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/6829526179329494042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014662&amp;postID=6829526179329494042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014662/posts/default/6829526179329494042'/><link rel='self' 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got better so it was cancelled.. sigh.. sihui and gang asked me to join then to marche for dinner tmr.. but to think of it.. i'm soo broke.. have been gg every week.. furthermore i'm not that well yet soo i guess i shall stay at home to rest.. oh yea.. just saw kat's cousin in westmall today.. bought a pair of shoes.. and yea.. went around and did a little shopping with evelyn.. made walnut chocolate ganache cake today.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. my head's spinning and ive got to go to school tmr.. slept soo much and i'm not well yet.. blah.. feeling a little feverish.. shall go off now.. soo ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014662-8496098036002128907?l=brigidclw28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigidclw28.blogspot.com/feeds/8496098036002128907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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