<?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-20199511</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:03:37.171-07:00</updated><category term='barbeque'/><category term='singapore art cafe'/><title type='text'>YEEBIE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>361</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7870327566021089933</id><published>2008-03-02T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T10:32:19.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging over at livejournal now, cos it's more private :) Loves &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7870327566021089933?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7870327566021089933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7870327566021089933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7870327566021089933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7870327566021089933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogging-over-at-livejournal-now-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5787000780691487327</id><published>2008-03-01T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T09:25:13.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5787000780691487327?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5787000780691487327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5787000780691487327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5787000780691487327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5787000780691487327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-now-my-heart-feels-like-its-torn.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-3437056929077867203</id><published>2008-02-23T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T02:19:46.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7_r5U7d8xI/AAAAAAAABCA/m8ZVj25ZKNk/s1600-h/rar%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7_r5U7d8xI/AAAAAAAABCA/m8ZVj25ZKNk/s200/rar%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170110267347825426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I'm feeling: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Rarrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams start next monday. I'm scared :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a blocked nose since last week. Can't smell anything :( I know it sounds weird but my sense of smell is very important to me. I like to sniff out everything - food, clothes, books, people!, everything! And it gets frustrating when I can't smell properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, freshman year will officially end next thurs after my last paper. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing feels good right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-3437056929077867203?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/3437056929077867203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=3437056929077867203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3437056929077867203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3437056929077867203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/exactly-what-im-feeling-rarrr-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7_r5U7d8xI/AAAAAAAABCA/m8ZVj25ZKNk/s72-c/rar%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8489716313464359546</id><published>2008-02-20T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:39:51.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8489716313464359546?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8489716313464359546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8489716313464359546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8489716313464359546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8489716313464359546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/secrets.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4403607729511859746</id><published>2008-02-19T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T10:22:59.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Study Week Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study at all today, nothing to be proud of. So caught Ah Long at the cine because Jeremy highly recommends it and he wanted to watch it the 2nd time with me so I gathered it must be really good cos I've never seen him get so excited over a movie before haha and this sentence is so very long. Its quite a funny flick. Laughter works wonders for me at a time like this. Enjoyed it, thanks b :) Another 19th together with you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Aloha for J's (hmm nephew's?) 1-year-old birthday bash! We walked in the wrong direction for a whole 15 mins before getting to the correct place. And popped by Emicakes to say hi to Jasmine. Glad she's happy about her posting :) Congrats to Ymei too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No study buddy for tomorrow, wonder how everything will go. Shall make use of the perfect opportunity to study without distractions(except my tendency to start thinking about anything and everything that isn't related to what I'm supposed to be studying haha damn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1am in the morning and I'm getting hungry. I better go sleep before I reach for that happy tub of ice cream sitting in the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gee, too late. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macadamia mmmmmmhm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have supportive and responsible parents who care,&lt;br /&gt;a few people to call my true friends whom I know I can count on,&lt;br /&gt;a devoted boyfriend who shares life with me and&lt;br /&gt;whom I can truly be myself around,&lt;br /&gt;people who simply care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never too late to count my blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4403607729511859746?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4403607729511859746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4403607729511859746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4403607729511859746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4403607729511859746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/study-week-day-2-i-didnt-study-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4242709629922187580</id><published>2008-02-18T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T08:08:16.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found the old photos of me back in the days when I was a whooping 64kg! I think one day I will bring those photos to Jeremy's house and we shall sit down and compare whose fat-days photos are funnier. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent the photo to the nerds who were mugging at the airport cos I thought it would make a good laugh and got a phonecall almost immediately from them, all screaming and squealing. They said I scared them with it. Poo :( Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's attempt at jogging was a flop. Went out of breath after running 1 round! ONE! My stamina has returned to 0 after 2 weeks of not going to the gym cos gym buddy and I have been so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note I like watching Sweets for my Sweet! Jade and Michelle are hilarious and I like watching the couples. Best of all I love all the desserts they showcase! *drools* It kinda puts me in a dreamland of my own of ice cream and chocolate syrup and all things nice while I'm in front of the tv. Make me a happy girl any time with ice cream! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are next week I gotta pull my socks up(higher) and I think I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something before I go back to my revision:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm genuine in my relationships&lt;br /&gt;2. Able to judge right from wrong&lt;br /&gt;3. Sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you don't like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. I can be very lazy!&lt;br /&gt;2. I cab too much&lt;br /&gt;3. Being too clumsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Frogs! (Arrrrr!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Clowns (since I watched this ghost show about clowns when I was very young)&lt;br /&gt;3. Walking down wet slopes (ever since I fell on my bum once doing that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lip balm (or my lips get really chapped and uncomfortable!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch&lt;br /&gt;3. Bobby pins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you are wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. My gigantic Next Challenge tee&lt;br /&gt;2. Blue hairband&lt;br /&gt;3. Comfy Hollister shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favourite bands or artists at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;1. Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;2. Err&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favourite songs at the present:&lt;br /&gt;1. Rockstar&lt;br /&gt;2. Stand by me&lt;br /&gt;3. No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three new things you want to try in the next 12 months:&lt;br /&gt;1. A new hairdo&lt;br /&gt;2. Cable-skiing?&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a new job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want from a relationship (love is given):&lt;br /&gt;1. Commitment&lt;br /&gt;2. Ability to communicate with each other honestly&lt;br /&gt;3. Mutual understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two truths and a lie:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm not afraid of tickles&lt;br /&gt;2. I have size 8 feet&lt;br /&gt;3. I like my food served hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things about the opposite (or same) sex that appeal to you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. Smile&lt;br /&gt;3. Hair (nothing too fancy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you just can't do:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cross my eyes perfectly&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat spicy food without drinking water&lt;br /&gt;3. Bootlick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favourite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1. Eating good food!&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do really badly right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish revising for the exams!&lt;br /&gt;2. Go swimming&lt;br /&gt;3. Go for a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places you want to go for a vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. The maldives (for the beaches!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Thailand (cheap shopping and massages!)&lt;br /&gt;3. London (for the sightseeing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get married to the love of my life :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Be able to bake a reasonable looking cake haha&lt;br /&gt;3. Stargaze all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay that was fun. And I pray that God will give me the mental and physical strength and perseverence I need to go through these 2 weeks. And of course to every one else who will be taking their exams as well, whether is it tomorrow or next week or the week after next ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Postman I am awaiting your arrival :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4242709629922187580?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4242709629922187580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4242709629922187580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4242709629922187580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4242709629922187580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahahahahahaha-i-just-found-old-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1154570476887308674</id><published>2008-02-18T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:48:13.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7kbzU7d8wI/AAAAAAAABB4/r5YL7hx5hKc/s1600-h/gluttonhahas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7kbzU7d8wI/AAAAAAAABB4/r5YL7hx5hKc/s320/gluttonhahas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168192615989768962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheer up, buttercup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha :) &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1154570476887308674?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1154570476887308674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1154570476887308674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1154570476887308674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1154570476887308674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheer-up-buttercup-hahahaha-3.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7kbzU7d8wI/AAAAAAAABB4/r5YL7hx5hKc/s72-c/gluttonhahas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7639061642543053411</id><published>2008-02-16T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T04:29:11.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday spent studying at J's place. We were seriously doing our revision until we had dinner and then we started to get a little restless. Had some fun browsing online shops and did some shopping :D Then he gave me a massage which made some of my backache go away &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day had to be when he took out my baby photo albums that I had given him and we browsed through all the photos. Brought back a lot of childhood memories for me. Then he showed me his baby albums and there were some photos that were so hilarious I literally ROFLMAO hahaha. And the Find of the Day had to be his parents' old photos back in their younger days. His momma was so hot! He said it was his first time seeing those photos too haha and he seemed kinda shocked. All he could seem to say was 'that's my momma... that's my momma'. HAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such good laughs and enjoyed the time spent with him. We talked about the old days on the phone before bedtime and we were arguing about who was the one who made the first kiss and all hahaha. Times like this really remind me of why I fell in love in the beginning. We can click :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7goBk7d8uI/AAAAAAAABBo/4l9Ftzvwg6c/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7goBk7d8uI/AAAAAAAABBo/4l9Ftzvwg6c/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167924579965727458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7639061642543053411?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7639061642543053411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7639061642543053411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7639061642543053411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7639061642543053411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/study-fun-saturday-spent-studying-at-js.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7goBk7d8uI/AAAAAAAABBo/4l9Ftzvwg6c/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-3644441317383384637</id><published>2008-02-14T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T02:02:04.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's to all! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice to walk into school and smell love in the air! I saw a delivery van full of bouquets and bears, sweet couples with the girl holding flowers and friends happily exchanging gifts. I think v day is an opportunity for people to tell their friends and loved ones you love them without having to feel all mushy or awkward, or perhaps a perfect excuse to spend the day with that special someone. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I had school from 9 in the morning to 4pm. Quite upset about that major screw-up in our marketing report. Poooo. But well, definitely a lesson learnt. You know how when something bad happens in the day you'll get the feeling that more bad things will happen after? Had that nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach throughout lds presentation rehearsal with my grp but thankfully I think the presentation went okay, 'cept for a few glitches here and there, but overall okay. And poof! That was the last CDS class we had together. Enjoyed making new friends and working with my groupmates. Goodbye Mr Teo and his signature laughter haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancelled our plan to go to Outback for dinner and settled for a nearer place instead so I suggested we go try Botak Jones! We were total noobs when we reached Bedok MRT we didn't know how to get there and J flagged for a cab. Turned out the place was at Wallace's block! Which is like a 5 min walk from the MRT! And the other funny thing is J thought that Botak Jones is a restaurant(he actually called and tried to reserve a table hahaha ;) I thought eating at a coffeeshop on v day was different and very fun :D Anyway my whole body was aching from carrying my heavy books and laptop around school that I'd much rather just chill at a convenient place. And the food was good(and so was the service)! The portions were huge and I felt so much love in my tummy after :) 'Cept maybe we won't order the jalapenos the next time round cos it wasn't really our thing. Well most importantly the company was awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Taboo on TV at night together after watching that Jay Chou movie with the rest of the guys. I wouldn't recommend the movie to anyone except maybe Jay fans cos it is lame, exaggerated, meaningless and I didn't learn anything from it :( Well okay back to Taboo it was so interesting but all the piercing and gory stuff made us squirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great night :) I give it 4 and a half popcorn! *makes the sounds* Minus half a popcorn because of the bad movie (haha inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang me a song on my way home. It was so funny and sweet it made me smile like a silly idiot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything felt right. Thanks b for making the effort to make it special today. I felt it and I appreciate every bit of it. I know this is something special we share, and yes it feels so real. I love you from the bottom of my heart &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-3644441317383384637?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/3644441317383384637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=3644441317383384637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3644441317383384637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3644441317383384637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-to-all-its-so-nice-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7731987187569506937</id><published>2008-02-13T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:41:37.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" size="4"&gt;P.S. I love you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7HFzU7d8tI/AAAAAAAABBg/s-hljHVXgzA/s1600-h/jumpbabyjump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7HFzU7d8tI/AAAAAAAABBg/s-hljHVXgzA/s400/jumpbabyjump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166127733152805586" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks a little like we were having our own party at the void deck :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision lectures week, followed by study week and exams week! It'll all be over by 28th Feb. Good and bad. I've started with some revision but I definitely need to go faster. I can do it. Can't wait for the holidays!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not sleep past 2 again. I felt so horrible the entire day yesterday :( During break time I went to the library to get my project done and I still had time after so I took a nap. Woke up and found that I was drooling! Heh *sheepish grin* :)'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the crazy panty mix up, I've to settle on the one I have now even though it looks quite different from the picture in the website. Sigh, for me I will probably not order ae underwear again('cept the thongs,I only liked the thongs from all my orders).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I better go shower and get ready for school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell dinner for Claire and Naby later tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7731987187569506937?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7731987187569506937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7731987187569506937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7731987187569506937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7731987187569506937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/p.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7HFzU7d8tI/AAAAAAAABBg/s-hljHVXgzA/s72-c/jumpbabyjump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-9080018747105745618</id><published>2008-02-10T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:46:16.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a crazy few days for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Notebook(yes I know, AGAIN!) when it was aired on TV(disappointed that they cut so many scenes tho) and I cried, caught CJ7 with Jemmy and I cried. Movies apart, I cried when I thought about us. Explains a lot about those eyebags and puffy eyes O_O Just overall, been a very very emo and cranky week. So yesterday I took some time off by myself. Instead of walking straight home I stopped by at the empty playground and sat around. Thought things through and prayed about whatever was going through my mind. Felt better after and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and I came online, clicked and clicked around and then tada.. I think it was all meant to be. I think I was meant to read whatever you've written only today, even tho you wrote that a few weeks ago. I just went weak reading it and cried my heart out all over again. What you wrote felt so real, it got me back to you. I don't really know how to describe that feeling, but it just felt like you touched my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad we had that talk, thanks for listening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 simple words that mean alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thanks for showing me a piece of you&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7Eh907d8sI/AAAAAAAABBY/sSj02x8Nl_E/s1600-h/prtscreen.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7Eh907d8sI/AAAAAAAABBY/sSj02x8Nl_E/s400/prtscreen.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165947593634476738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-9080018747105745618?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/9080018747105745618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=9080018747105745618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9080018747105745618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9080018747105745618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/been-crazy-few-days-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R7Eh907d8sI/AAAAAAAABBY/sSj02x8Nl_E/s72-c/prtscreen.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8214750199128468569</id><published>2008-02-07T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T08:08:09.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank God for new year holiday, my right eye has swelled. Another infection again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year visiting was like it has always been. I think I ate about 20 sotong balls from the cold dish my gran prepared today. They were so juicy and delicious! I know most people swoon over the shark's fin soup or abalone or suckling pig but for me the sotong balls will be my best food memory for this new year. Haha I feel so silly typing that previous sentence &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R6smPLmnQhI/AAAAAAAABA4/7A0PUsh-I18/s200/17.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164263439965045266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when it comes to my generation, the new year celebrations will get less re nao. My cousins seem to be migrating overseas one by one. And my cousin who just got married and moved to Aus is preggers yay a new baby in the family soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma took care of me when I was young so I pretty much grew up at her place. The neighbours couldn't believe how much I've grown when I walked past the corridor he called his wife out to take a look haha and when I reached my gran's door I looked back and they were just.. gaping. Haha cute old couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, every one has grown. When I was still a small girl, I would often go out with my aunts and their boyfriends. Then I attended their weddings, babysitted their babies and now everyone's so much older. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to enjoy my youth now, fall in love and count my blessings &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R6srWLmnQiI/AAAAAAAABBA/V1Rzt1hF6to/s200/19.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164269057782268450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;gong xi fa cai, hong bao na lai&lt;br /&gt;mei you hong bao, bu yao jing lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8214750199128468569?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8214750199128468569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8214750199128468569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8214750199128468569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8214750199128468569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-god-for-new-year-holiday-my-right.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R6smPLmnQhI/AAAAAAAABA4/7A0PUsh-I18/s72-c/17.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-2125637414144863217</id><published>2008-02-05T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T10:03:37.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to town during our 5 hours' break before acc lecture at 5. Was great fun hanging out, shopping and just talking :) Had lunch at Waany's fave lunch hangout. The pineapple rice with chicken floss on top was fantab. Then we had fried mars bars for dessert. Man I missed that stuff. Ice cream and waffles at Gelare next okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the day for tuan yuan fan! Am all psyched just thinking about the good food and seeing everyone again. My grandma makes the best food! I miss her cooking. But I'm definitely looking forward more to thursday! Haha we all know why $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xin nian kuai le everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-2125637414144863217?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/2125637414144863217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=2125637414144863217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2125637414144863217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2125637414144863217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-to-town-during-our-5-hours-break.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-781950524889330023</id><published>2008-02-03T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T09:58:11.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not going to sleep tonight till I get my feelings sorted right. Cos tomorrow's the start of a new week and I don't want things to be all screwed up again. God please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Will be a good girl and attend all my classes *cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Save money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I've been trimming my own hair so much these days I just realized it has gotten significantly shorter haha. Split ends booya! I'm gonna get a proper haircut tomorrow yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I feel like having that packet of strawberry oreos lying beside my laptop but I don't wanna get fat. Ah fight the temptations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Actually I'm just lazy to go to the kitchen and get milk :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A big package arrived for me yesterday weeee american eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I need to exercise and fight the flab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I need to start revising for the exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Work today was busy but fun. Now it's like Sunday's the day when J and I will complain to each other about everything bad/weird/funny that has happened for the week haha. It's so funny it's like we're helping each other get to know our partners better cos both of us have/are gone/going through the same stuff in our own relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When she ________, what does it mean? You're a girl right, you should know&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Thanks W for the b&amp;amp;j voucher! I didn't have the time to use it so I bought 2 cakes with it today(it's date of expiry) and it's yummm &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I feel like sneaking in to watch Sweeney Todd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I want to go for a swim. Rain rain please go away come again another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The packet of oreos just called out to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm still learning how to trust. How to let go. And how to be truly me again. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I better get to bed. Hope the new week ahead works wonders for everyone in any and every way possible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Oreos for breakfast, anyone? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-781950524889330023?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/781950524889330023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=781950524889330023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/781950524889330023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/781950524889330023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-not-going-to-sleep-tonight-till-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1174665137663288039</id><published>2008-02-01T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T10:32:01.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby got back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this video! J and I watched it on the Ellen show today and it made us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ImBaVm7K6Do&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ImBaVm7K6Do&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha aren't they the cutest couple :) I would love to do something like that for my own wedding too hahaha yeah my future husband must be crazy like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I like big butts and I cannot lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1174665137663288039?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1174665137663288039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1174665137663288039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1174665137663288039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1174665137663288039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/02/baby-got-back-i-love-this-video-j-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1703361011828269414</id><published>2008-01-29T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:50:17.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You in my arms, nothing feels better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A productive tuesday :) Had biz stats and econs lectures back-to-back but it was 4 hours of a great workout for my brain hahaha. Biz stats tutorial in the afternoon was good too. John amused us with his fake cigarette. I think I love Tuesdays best, even if it's the longest day in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize some of my teachers like to refer to figures and numbers as "our friend" or "jokers" hahaha I don't know but it always makes me wanna laugh when I hear them do that. Like, "just put this joker here into the formula and get your answer". Heh cute. And I think Ms Oh works out. I checked out her leg muscles. Woah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class Val accompanied me to the bookshop to get some study stuff thanks girl :) Then it was off to Jemmy's house cos the poor guy is sick. Pasted the koolfever thingamabob on his forehead and had a small nap myself before dinner. J was so stubborn to get out of bed I had to drag him out. After dinner the lethargic boy laid on the floor and refused to budge. So the supergirl comes to the rescue and I literally dragged him from the living room back to his room. Yes he was lying on his tummy the whole time! Haha and I think he was secretly having fun ;) And boy is he heavy! Anyways he managed to finish studying for his test and prepare for his presentation despite feeling unwell. Good job babe :) Studied econs before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm left with marketing proj, leadership presentation and a leadership test this coming sat. I swear when this week is over, I'm going to have a lil mini celebration! Haha and then start my revision for the exams. I can do it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Shermin, nobody knows the reason why Kenrick passed away cos the tests are not out yet but it's suspected to be something in the brain. From what I know, he fell sick late last year but was thought to have recovered. His condition suddenly worsened just recently and he fell into a coma. Less than a week later he passed away. It's sad but true. Maybe you could contact your other friends who know him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day all xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1703361011828269414?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1703361011828269414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1703361011828269414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1703361011828269414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1703361011828269414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-in-my-arms-nothing-feels-better.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5975903993809636636</id><published>2008-01-27T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T08:19:04.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;sunshine through my window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Kenrick has passed away. The week has been tough emotionally, knowing that my friend was in the hospital hanging for his dear life. It wasn't a nice feeling but it's part of life. Life is fragile and we must cherish all around us now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped in town yesterday but I didn't get anything for myself heh. Saw Fiona Xie at Borders she's gorgeous :) J bought himself new shirts and shoes. And I still have no new clothes for new year. Anyways, it was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today would have been terrible, if not for the great company :) Beryl did the macarena dance which made my day hehe. I had bad cramps and it got so bad for awhile that all I could do was curl up with a cushion on the sofa. Beryl was so nice she held my hand and prayed for me. I felt better after :) And she told us the beef patty they sell at mac's is made of a mixture of beef and meal worms. Ewwww I just had a double cheese yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone came to give me something today. And I don't know what to feel still. So near yet so far :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice walk back home alone which got me feeling a wee bit better after everything that has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5975903993809636636?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5975903993809636636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5975903993809636636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5975903993809636636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5975903993809636636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunshine-through-my-window.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6568880860448446702</id><published>2008-01-23T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T06:49:49.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/EYfsF4u6XK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/EYfsF4u6XK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is my daily companion, every day when I have to go through what seems like a hundred and one decisions to make and an equally many things to accomplish. Sometimes it gets so overwhelming I just wanna give up, but at the back of my head I know God is there. With Him nothing is impossible. Because of Him I am still sane. When I'm on the brink of sanity, thinking crazy thoughts or feeling extremely not-okay, God comes to my rescue. He gives me a calm and logical state of mind to think and I'm really grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I just squashed a spider on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to hand in leadership project. Kim Il-Sung rocks my socks. Heh. Have a good day y'll :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6568880860448446702?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6568880860448446702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6568880860448446702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6568880860448446702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6568880860448446702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/god-is-my-daily-companion-every-day.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4918614486732699355</id><published>2008-01-15T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T10:13:11.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came out from a long hot shower and I feel and smell really good :o) Nothing like a nice hot shower to make me feel happier after a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munched on titbits the whole morning during biz stats and econs lecture backtoback to keep myself awake. Then biz stats tutorial in the afternoon which hurted my brain a little but I'm glad I learnt my stuff. And I'm done with LDS project! Now all we have to do is prepare our presentation and ace it :) I'm gonna tackle the other projects and deadlines one by one. Can't wait for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch met Yooms and Jemmy at biz park :D Talked a little before saying goodbye to her riding away on Desmond's bike. Wonder when I'll ever get to ride a bike. Not anytime soon I guess cos dad disapproves and Jemmy's most probably getting a car. Talking bout driving I'm turning 18 soon! How time flies! I feel so funny whenever I think about it and I was laughing the other day when I remembered the first time I tried to sneak in to watch a nc16 movie hahaha. Now that I'm getting older, I feel I need to do something. Change my look, do something new, challenge myself, you know stuff like that. But I definitely need to start being healthier. Now with no more rugby I've gotta be disciplined to exercise more and get myself into better shape, sleep earlier and less junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Ikea a lot lately. Went there again today for dinner. I love the food yum :) And I love the Princess cake. Thanks the the great company dear, I had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be a short and sweet post but one thing led to another and here I am haha. Okay! I gotta sleep it's a long day tomorrow. I hope it'll be good tho. But one thing's for sure, I'm gonna wake up loving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4918614486732699355?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4918614486732699355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4918614486732699355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4918614486732699355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4918614486732699355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-came-out-from-long-hot-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6402337535265517863</id><published>2008-01-14T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T10:15:48.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who moved my cheese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was glad I went for leadership lecture in the end cos I learnt something from it. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Who moved my cheese?&lt;/span&gt; video the lecturer showed us was like speaking to me. It was about changes and how we should welcome and enjoy them instead of sticking to our comfort zones and missing out on the good stuff. I feel enlightened :) I'm gonna find my new cheese! Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope that this is just a passing phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blessed night all xoxo&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6402337535265517863?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6402337535265517863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6402337535265517863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6402337535265517863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6402337535265517863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-moved-my-cheese-was-glad-i-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8112951833685210110</id><published>2008-01-13T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T08:12:55.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some pictures for the day at work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox4zM4vcI/AAAAAAAAA_I/xQgn4Llqp-0/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox4zM4vcI/AAAAAAAAA_I/xQgn4Llqp-0/s320/DSC00363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154987575365647810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox5jM4vdI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Uaf9QwDlU-8/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox5jM4vdI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Uaf9QwDlU-8/s320/DSC00364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154987588250549714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox5zM4veI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-fuxdJ3evmo/s320/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154987592545517026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox6TM4vfI/AAAAAAAAA_g/j9aqeWE7EoI/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox6TM4vfI/AAAAAAAAA_g/j9aqeWE7EoI/s320/DSC00403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154987601135451634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox6zM4vgI/AAAAAAAAA_o/4ODQnP0iVFs/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox6zM4vgI/AAAAAAAAA_o/4ODQnP0iVFs/s320/DSC00409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154987609725386242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4oyxDM4viI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xzQhBHQC4wo/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4oyxDM4viI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xzQhBHQC4wo/s320/DSC00405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154988541733289506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played this funny hand game Jimmy taught us and the loser had to make a silly face for the camera. Look what Jimmy made me and Beryl do! But we got our revenge in the end heh heh. Beryl is so funny and cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4oy6DM4vjI/AAAAAAAABAA/2D-_RU63do0/s400/collage49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154988696352112178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aching all over but I had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next weekend. I hope to have a great week at school despite the many many projects to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/uCC3-GEeC4/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/uCC3-GEeC4/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite songs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count on me&lt;br /&gt;Anytime, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you love&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of my life&lt;br /&gt;When no one else will stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8112951833685210110?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8112951833685210110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8112951833685210110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8112951833685210110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8112951833685210110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-pictures-for-day-at-work-we-played.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ox4zM4vcI/AAAAAAAAA_I/xQgn4Llqp-0/s72-c/DSC00363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6730539242774669303</id><published>2008-01-12T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T10:03:07.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! Work today was better than I'd expected so :) Was supposed to leave at 730pm but there was a sudden crowd so I stayed to help. We were like busy bees scrambling in and out of the kitchen and the orders just started piling up. The whole paperstand got knocked onto the floor, B spoiled the oven&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; start &lt;/span&gt;button by pressing it too hard and it got stuck haha and some orders got messed up. Absolute chaos! There was this really rude customer who got so mad when I was busy sorting out the orders and couldn't attend to her immediately. She started making a din and threw her utensils on the counter tray. When I took her orders she threw her money on the counter and demanded I serve her immediately. -.-" Talk bout throwing your weight around(and she's quite pudgy hehe). But the twist was the customer behind her was the total opposite. He was so nice, he said he could see that we're really busy so we didn't have to rush his orders. And the big smile. Turned my day around instantly! oh how small gestures can make a big difference :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Meg to find a way out of her dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Yooz's toe to get well soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my darling to come home safe and sound from his cycling trip &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my goodies to arrive! I'm addicted to online shopping. Alright back to econs blessed night all xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6730539242774669303?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6730539242774669303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6730539242774669303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6730539242774669303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6730539242774669303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-work-today-was-better-than-id.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8879707413996918720</id><published>2008-01-10T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T11:08:12.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ZBKzM4vbI/AAAAAAAAA_A/e2UPGebU3iQ/s400/collage46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153878477370867122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a tad too emotional right now, shall sleep on it :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8879707413996918720?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8879707413996918720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8879707413996918720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8879707413996918720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8879707413996918720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/3-feeling-tad-too-emotional-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4ZBKzM4vbI/AAAAAAAAA_A/e2UPGebU3iQ/s72-c/collage46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8099618320542515374</id><published>2008-01-10T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:57:12.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week's gone by. Been an okay week, what did I expect? My results have improved from last sem, goes to show that when I really want it, I can get it. I was pretty confident with the 3 subjs I scored in that I told my mom I got As for them before I got back my results(was trying to ask for some extra pocket money hehe). Actually, thinking about it, I'm glad I came to TP and studied business. At least I feel that I'm studying things that are gonna help me in my future and career. I learn stuff relating to how the real business world out there works. No regrets for choosing to be where I am today. Gonna work harder :) and then in year 2 I'll be a Marketing student and I hope it'll be a better year for me. No doubt it was hard being independent and trying to fit in and all(total change from sec school) but I know I'm gonna make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships-wise it's been anything but peachy. I'm just really glad I managed to keep in close contact with a few of my closest friends. These special people stick by me through good and bad and I am who I am today because of them :) I believe at one point I almost lost them because I was so caught up with this thing called love. Suddenly things changed and we drifted apart, to top off the stress of the O's. They must have thought what a fool I was. Looking back, I do think I may have been a fool but I did what I did when I was put into my situation. I did the best I could but I think I still failed in being a good friend. It was only when we graduated and went to different schools did we start calling each other again, meeting up ocassionally and having the heart-to-hearts we used to have all the time. I guess it's because of our new change in life that it's human nature to need to come back to something we're familiar and comfortable with. I often wonder if it's too late to make it up to them, but I'm glad for the opportunity now to be the best bestfriend I can be! I'm lucky they did not leave but stood by me, cos that's what true friends do. Cos after so much that has happened, I know who my friends are and I'm very blessed to have friends like them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with Jeremy haven't been all too good either. Coming to a new school, new environment, new friends and coping with all these changes in our relationship. For me, it was a sort of awakening. There is a big world out there, and not just the two of us. I was so used to things being what they were in the past that I kinda became very depressed for a period of time. It was like I was seeing someone completely different from who I knew. I felt so lost and neglected, but I never seemd to get my feelings across to him right. There were misunderstandings and disagreements and nights where I cried myself to sleep. It was only when I plucked up the courage to pour out everything I felt did we sit down and talk things out. I'm just glad he isn't someone who just gives up on me or this relationship but is willing to listen when I'm ready to talk and make things better. I think that's how our relationship has grown so much. And the thing about expectations? I don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now coping so much better with everything, pulling myself together and putting my energy into better use. I've come to realize 2 people in 1 relationship is still 2 different people with very different dreams and goals. Look at the lives we have ahead of us! To make it work we have to trust, support and understand each other. Give each other their own space, and at the same time knowing that if you were to need someone to be there, you know you have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish things were back to the good old times but they will never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for caring so much about me. I know I'm difficult at times but you never give up. I appreciate all the effort on your part :) You're someone I will cherish all my life and I love you the way I've never loved no other person before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't and will never be perfect but I can make it to the best of my ability. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't like my typical post, but I needed to get things off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little better now :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8099618320542515374?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8099618320542515374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8099618320542515374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8099618320542515374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8099618320542515374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/thoughts-another-weeks-gone-by.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-2622972507308245814</id><published>2008-01-09T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:26:38.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a really bad dream last night :( Woke up in cold sweat and for a few moments in my bed I  wondered if any of it was real. I realize my bad dream had all my biggest fears. Poots. Took a shower and felt much better after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J's mom's birthday dinner on tuesday at Jack's Place. I shouldn't have had that big cup of hot chocolate at Coffee Bean before because by the end of my main course I was too bloated to speak! Haha. Tried to let the boy try my lamb but he refused, saying lambs are too cute to eat. Hahaha everyone at the table was -.-" And I should stop swooning over jacket potatoes but they're so delicious yummm :P'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking home was nice we were walking behind his mom and dad and we saw them hold hands. Awww. I have this thing bout looking at sweet couples haha and I wanted to keep watching but J didn't let. He pretended to injure his leg and by the time he was 'feeling better' his mom and dad  had already walked out of sight. Rwoaar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had good laughs that night. Been long since I ever laughed so hard and it feels oh-so gooood. Thanks boy :o)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You happy = I happy&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;s&gt;happy&lt;/s&gt; = I &lt;s&gt;happy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You = I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea later with the babe. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey love, where you going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're not sleeping anymore, you're just trying to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Stay love, where you running to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Awful happens all the time, don't let it kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4XHrzM4vaI/AAAAAAAAA-4/WK8VtL1Pdts/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4XHrzM4vaI/AAAAAAAAA-4/WK8VtL1Pdts/s320/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153744903887961506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-2622972507308245814?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/2622972507308245814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=2622972507308245814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2622972507308245814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2622972507308245814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-had-really-bad-dream-last-night-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R4XHrzM4vaI/AAAAAAAAA-4/WK8VtL1Pdts/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1051597144907240773</id><published>2008-01-07T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:27:50.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A thousand times I've failed,&lt;br /&gt;still your mercy remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a happy girl cos I just did some online shopping. New cute underwear! Hehe :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gymmed today with the bestfriend. We thought it was ladies' day today but realized it's only from 2-4pm. But it wasn't too crowded today so :) We talked alot while doing the rowing side-by-side each other haha and she showed me her MJ yearbook. A good afternoon with the friend. Ikea lunch together soon! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun was spent watching How to lose a guy in 10 days. I enjoyed it I think it's really funny. Then J and I headed down to Courts. I'm thinking of getting an Ipod, but am pretty broke at the mo, heh. Anyone feelin' like being nice you could transfer some $ to posb savings 115-53858-6 thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Ikea was fab, every Ikea trip makes me happy. I saw a pretty bedsheet that I really like. Chinese new year is coming, time to get new stuff hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired, blessed night all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And should I stumble again&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;God let me fall into you again :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1051597144907240773?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1051597144907240773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1051597144907240773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1051597144907240773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1051597144907240773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/thousand-times-ive-failed-still-your.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-552665424988668526</id><published>2008-01-04T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T10:07:48.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I loved about 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The super long post-O's holiday&lt;br /&gt;2. Fab first job and cool work buddies&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting to know God more through NCC&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting to know great friends at NCC&lt;br /&gt;5. Jeremy's mom's birthday at Chinatown where he gave her a rose :)&lt;br /&gt;6. Cousin Irene's wedding (and she's preggers now! Gonna visit her in Aus sometime later this year :D)&lt;br /&gt;7. Weekend retreat at Nirwana Bintan beach resort! (prolly my last time going there cos my aunt has just left her company)&lt;br /&gt;8. Fish spa hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;9. TP FOW, had lotsa fun and made new friends :)&lt;br /&gt;10. Getting to know my fab classmates&lt;br /&gt;11. Getting to know the TPiranhas&lt;br /&gt;12. 1B05 captain's ball third place! ;)&lt;br /&gt;13. NUS touch carnival, my first games&lt;br /&gt;14. Beach touch with my cool teammates!&lt;br /&gt;15. Heroes&lt;br /&gt;16. SAC BBQ gathering at Helen's&lt;br /&gt;17. Funny cycling trip with the SAC babes at Pulau Ubin&lt;br /&gt;18. My birthday surprise :)&lt;br /&gt;19. Night safari with Jemmy where we got to go on stage with the red indians :D&lt;br /&gt;20. Gossip girl!&lt;br /&gt;21. Celebrating 2 years with Jem :)&lt;br /&gt;22. Seri's wedding (my first malay wedding!)&lt;br /&gt;23. Yumei's belated surprise party&lt;br /&gt;24. New year's eve gathering with the ones I love :)&lt;br /&gt;25. Being able to keep in touch with my good friends, God bless&lt;br /&gt;26. Being blessed to be loved :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'cause this is real, and this is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it warms the insides just like it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but most of all it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;built to last&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-552665424988668526?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/552665424988668526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=552665424988668526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/552665424988668526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/552665424988668526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/built-to-last-things-i-loved-about-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1353893832854816725</id><published>2008-01-04T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T10:37:07.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why we seem to be on bicker mode these days. I don't like it. I'm gonna kick it before it becomes a bad habit. :( cos I know we deserve much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Legend was good while it lasted. I had to hold my tears when Sam died. Bleah. Can't imagine what it would be like to be alone in this world, with no other human being to talk to, laugh with, love or hold. Had a good time at the cinema which brought back memories(we watched our first movie together there;). Well I felt that same old feeling when we were watching the movie and being so scared and holding each other tight. I guess that was the best moment all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here I go again, reminiscing. Heh. Oh! Now that christmas is over, my blog shall be a very victoria's secret pink haha. Sweet. Pink makes me happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1353893832854816725?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1353893832854816725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1353893832854816725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1353893832854816725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1353893832854816725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know-why-i-seem-to-be-on-bicker.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-341204902266378776</id><published>2008-01-01T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T10:13:59.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking back to yesternight, no doubt there's nobody else I'd rather spend my first few moments of the new year with. We had good food at the potluck downstairs. Ooooh I'm still craving that oreo cheesecake *drools* When everyone came it was close to midnight and the 6(okay maybe plus Kai, it'll be 7) of us chilled at Y's rooftop. We counted down to 2008 with the folks at the party downstairs hehe like crazy people shouting. Then we ate and drank and played cards and thought of funny forfeits. 'Twas simple but I had so much fun being with these great people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 has been the craziest year for me. I need to organize my thoughts and then write a proper post. I can't seem to put my thoughts into words that best expresses them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways on a happier note I cleaned up my room today and now it's really neat and clean. I threw out alot of stuff to make space for new ones :) I'm not the neatest person but when I decide to tidy up my room, my room sorts of goes through a mini makeover haha and now I'm a happy girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed new year to all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3_IQjM4vZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/4_9n2P9XSZs/s1600-h/retro+partyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3_IQjM4vZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/4_9n2P9XSZs/s320/retro+partyyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152056685387890066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas retro party with the Tpiranhas, Dec 23rd '07 &lt;3 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-341204902266378776?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/341204902266378776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=341204902266378776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/341204902266378776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/341204902266378776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2008/01/looking-back-to-yesternight-no-doubt.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3_IQjM4vZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/4_9n2P9XSZs/s72-c/retro+partyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1820999922127310105</id><published>2007-12-29T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T10:40:34.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won't talk about work yesterday cos it's not worth mentioning, other then the fact that I made 3 new friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking with the girls today was so much fun! We had fun playing with the icing and making HL screeeeam heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKMTM4vSI/AAAAAAAAA94/hkpzYLOxhsU/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKMTM4vSI/AAAAAAAAA94/hkpzYLOxhsU/s320/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149455167862127906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These peanut butter cups are soooo yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aUCzM4vXI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2jEXQjzce8U/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aUCzM4vXI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2jEXQjzce8U/s320/Image041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149465999769648498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKMzM4vTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/UrxDOCPH2dI/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKMzM4vTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/UrxDOCPH2dI/s320/Image053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149455176452062514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKNDM4vUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_iClMsWacqw/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKNDM4vUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_iClMsWacqw/s320/Image047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149455180747029826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKNTM4vVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/OnS4ySgFQlg/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKNTM4vVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/OnS4ySgFQlg/s320/Image048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149455185041997138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine's cute snowman and christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKNjM4vWI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/3TBekbWe1vM/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKNjM4vWI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/3TBekbWe1vM/s320/Image069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149455189336964450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my silliest-looking Mr Double Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai dinner at Downtown with the Foongs was good too. Thanks for the great day guys, love y'll to bits &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1820999922127310105?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1820999922127310105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1820999922127310105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1820999922127310105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1820999922127310105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-wont-talk-about-work-yesterday-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3aKMTM4vSI/AAAAAAAAA94/hkpzYLOxhsU/s72-c/Image052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8461829379010881321</id><published>2007-12-27T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:39:12.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Photos on the day of Seri's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(funnily enough, there are no photos of us with the bride or groom heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to meet at 12 but I was late and the girls were even later! Jeremy was appalled and was complaining bout how girls are never on time haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnLTM4vEI/AAAAAAAAA8I/rx4q2w6OUAg/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnLTM4vEI/AAAAAAAAA8I/rx4q2w6OUAg/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148712980333509698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnLzM4vGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/A2_8japnuv0/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnLzM4vGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/A2_8japnuv0/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148712988923444322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PjojM4vBI/AAAAAAAAA7w/17GyWtdqmP8/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PjojM4vBI/AAAAAAAAA7w/17GyWtdqmP8/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148709084798172178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PjozM4vCI/AAAAAAAAA74/QYq0uw_dpR0/s1600-h/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PjozM4vCI/AAAAAAAAA74/QYq0uw_dpR0/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148709089093139490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PjpTM4vDI/AAAAAAAAA8A/-lhBOJsDOsE/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PjpTM4vDI/AAAAAAAAA8A/-lhBOJsDOsE/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148709097683074098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnMDM4vHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/06--9YiVl3I/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnMDM4vHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/06--9YiVl3I/s320/IMG_0898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148712993218411634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnMTM4vII/AAAAAAAAA8o/3eG7Zw8Wzn4/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnMTM4vII/AAAAAAAAA8o/3eG7Zw8Wzn4/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148712997513378946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PosDM4vJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/OA2idxp4RvI/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PosDM4vJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/OA2idxp4RvI/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148714642485853330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PosjM4vKI/AAAAAAAAA84/aTXchCl4IZ4/s1600-h/IMG_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PosjM4vKI/AAAAAAAAA84/aTXchCl4IZ4/s320/IMG_0904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148714651075787938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3Pu4TM4vQI/AAAAAAAAA9o/aKXdYafi8iE/s1600-h/IMG_0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3Pu4TM4vQI/AAAAAAAAA9o/aKXdYafi8iE/s320/IMG_0906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148721450009017602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3Pu4jM4vRI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oj2B4tTPnVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3Pu4jM4vRI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oj2B4tTPnVQ/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148721454303984914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More another day. Time to hit the bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, yesterday's supper with Jas was so fun. We crashed H's house hahaha and watched PCD. Haha who likes my version of Buttons! Ya uh huh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks Jemmy for Anna Sui, jelly beans and Polaroid(which you searched high and low for)! :D I love you. Funny how we counted down to christmas using teletext.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls day out this sat :D I really hope we get to bake! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8461829379010881321?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8461829379010881321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8461829379010881321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8461829379010881321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8461829379010881321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/photos-on-day-of-seris-wedding-funnily.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R3PnLTM4vEI/AAAAAAAAA8I/rx4q2w6OUAg/s72-c/IMG_0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-2123414545770178709</id><published>2007-12-26T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T10:01:28.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't sleep so ladeedum here I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'B'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in a Big house?&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your Birthday?&lt;br /&gt;6th June 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your Best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Y, H, J :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'C'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;The ones that ooze out alcohol when you bite into it &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your Crush?&lt;br /&gt;Chace Crawford hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you Cried?&lt;br /&gt;Haha not telling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'D'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Daydream?&lt;br /&gt;Yes always haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Day of the week is it?&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'E'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in the Emergency room?&lt;br /&gt;Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you had a crush with a name that starts with the letter E?&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'F'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Flower?&lt;br /&gt;Gerberas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'G'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew Gum?&lt;br /&gt;I love chewing gum :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Giver or a Taker?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm more of a giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'H'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your Height?&lt;br /&gt;170cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your Hair?&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'I'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Cookies and cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'J'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Jelly bean?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a favourite jellybean I think all are nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard a really hilarious Joke?&lt;br /&gt;Yup and here's one I read from RD that I really like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple computers have announced the launch of a music system that stores and plays tracks from inside breasts implants. The new device, which will retail at $700, is expected to be a huge success as women are always complaining about men staring at their breasts but never listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear Jewelery?&lt;br /&gt;Not always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'K'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to Kill?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody that I know of haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want Kids?&lt;br /&gt;Yep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Kindergarten did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;Kinderworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'M'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite Movie?&lt;br /&gt;The notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still watch Disney Movies?&lt;br /&gt;Yup I love them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Mangoes?&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'N'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a Nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Oh many haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Number?&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer Night over day?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'O'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your One wish?&lt;br /&gt;Confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'P'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one fear that you are most Paranoid about?&lt;br /&gt;Being the oddball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'Q'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you Quick to judge people?&lt;br /&gt;I would be lying if I said no, but it's almost always a different impression after I get to know the person better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'R'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch Reality tv?&lt;br /&gt;Yup definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'S'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer sun or rain?&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Snow?&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Season?&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'T'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Time is it?&lt;br /&gt;1.44am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Time did you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;6.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'V'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst veggie?&lt;br /&gt;Errr onions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go on Vacation?&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping in the states!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'W'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your Worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;Um maybe not putting things back where I took them which explains the big mess in my room haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'X'&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had an X-ray?&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a Xylophone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'Y'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color yellow?&lt;br /&gt;It's one of my favourite colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Year were you born in?&lt;br /&gt;1990&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-2123414545770178709?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/2123414545770178709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=2123414545770178709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2123414545770178709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2123414545770178709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cant-sleep-so.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-3330200831495791959</id><published>2007-12-24T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T09:30:37.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's christmas eve and I feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh fuck it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-3330200831495791959?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/3330200831495791959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=3330200831495791959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3330200831495791959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3330200831495791959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-christmas-eve-and-i-feel-like-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5965322587608385441</id><published>2007-12-23T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T09:26:09.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We were so late for her wedding when we got there she was already preparing to leave for the groom's house. It was so awkward the whole band was waiting to play to send her off already and there we were rushing in to congratulate and hug her. I hope she likes the coffee cup set and tray we got her from Ikea :) And I'm really happy she's found Izan and I suppose her life-long partner heh heh. Oh well isn't that every girl's dream :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat's retro xmas party was great fun my group the AFRO MONKEYS won for the fashion walk and dance hahahaha. And we had to sing Jingle Bells heavy death metal style. Az totally rocks! :D Ju's a hilarious host as usual and the food was yummy. Gift exchange was fun I got a soft toy giraffe from Iza and a very sweet letter. What a great way to end off the night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sun was spent catching up with the girls for abit. And I've got to say, everyone's growing prettier(or handsomer)! Yay to puberty hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to my show ;) xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5965322587608385441?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5965322587608385441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5965322587608385441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5965322587608385441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5965322587608385441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-were-so-late-for-her-wedding-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4519645562022274496</id><published>2007-12-20T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T10:22:23.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A, you're Adorable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.planetsmilies.com/smilies/love/love0048.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's okay. Just can't help feeling that something's still missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip girl's gonna accompany me for the many nights to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seri's wedding this sun, oh gosh how time flies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4519645562022274496?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4519645562022274496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4519645562022274496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4519645562022274496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4519645562022274496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/youre-adorable-lifes-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-9064730248710644039</id><published>2007-12-17T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:28:52.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized my lj account beeinmyshirt can be a wordplay of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be in my shirt&lt;/span&gt;. Oh goodness sounds so slutty hahaha I really didn't mean it that way. I created an lj only because I wanted to tag W's lj and then it came in handy when I wanted to try out online shopping at ljs. Anyways I've gotten myself some christmas presents that'll arrive on christmas day itself I hope! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wish everything was different. I hate changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish my neighbours will bathe their huge dogs soon. They're really smelly. They leave this stench in the lifts which is just unbearable! I'd have to hold my breath from the ground floor all the way to the 12th(and sometimes the opp). Maybe they have blocked noses, I wish they'll get well soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that ah ma's little operation goes smoothly tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-9064730248710644039?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/9064730248710644039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=9064730248710644039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9064730248710644039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9064730248710644039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just-realized-my-lj-account.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-3289270771025417519</id><published>2007-12-15T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T10:10:04.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/QRz1jKPJEJ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/QRz1jKPJEJ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I've watched a fairytale. Enchanted was good :) I like how they portrayed the prince Charming as an airhead haha very funny. First time we're watching a fairytale romance together heh heh. After the movie that true love's kiss song kept ringing in our heads. We tried imitating the ballroom dancing on our walk to Simpang for dinner hahahaha. Dinner was delicious the nasi lemak chilli wasn't too spicy and J had his favourite kebab cheese. I love good food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling quite mad I kept dancing to that Spice Girls song. O_O&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-3289270771025417519?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/3289270771025417519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=3289270771025417519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3289270771025417519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3289270771025417519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/been-long-time-since-ive-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4497782130655995187</id><published>2007-12-14T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T09:01:57.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School's out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally friday whoopieedoooo! Last paper today was the worst I would say. Anyways it's the sem break now and I smell christmas! And my blog has a somewhat christmassy theme now(no J, it's not a save the trees theme heh) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye has finally stopped twitching after like 4 days! Sounds silly but you've no idea how much I appreciate normal non-twitchy eyes now. Met up with Jemmy after a week of mugging at home. Happy! I've missed him so very much. We had the spicy ayam pancake thing again for dinner and my papaya soya shake ;) I feel so bloated now. And my dayima accompanied me throughout the week, ewww. I don't like her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think this break is gonna be a very busy 2 weeks. I hope I'll at least be able to get some good rest before school starts again! And of course to squeeze in some shopping time too heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fab weekend all! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4497782130655995187?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4497782130655995187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4497782130655995187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4497782130655995187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4497782130655995187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/schools-out-its-finally-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8719354302025273243</id><published>2007-12-11T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T01:20:00.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming! I can't wait! :D Even the vandalism on the table I sat for biz stats test today had a christmassy theme - snowmen of all kinds shapes and sizes! Hahaha 'twas so cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like getting a cowboy hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R1-hi3umxOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/RLDIC_Aj4YA/s1600-h/Image193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R1-hi3umxOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/RLDIC_Aj4YA/s320/Image193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143006919927448802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha the illusion of big breasts x)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday please come now!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the red-nose reindeer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8719354302025273243?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8719354302025273243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8719354302025273243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8719354302025273243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8719354302025273243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming-i-cant-wait-d-even.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R1-hi3umxOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/RLDIC_Aj4YA/s72-c/Image193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4476842459738044881</id><published>2007-12-10T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T06:21:45.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Saw an aunty using her big umbrella to scratch her back at the MRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When the train announced that I've finally reached Changi Airport, I get a call from Wilson saying he's sorry the gate is closing and he has to rush in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ho Huiling and I sat and watched in amusement as the Foong family squabbled away while having dinner and watching gymnasts on tv haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Watched this bald uncle with a plastic bag tied round his head cross the road haha so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I only had a 10 dollar note in my wallet and paid the driver my cab fare of $4.70 and when I reached home I realized the uncle had given me a change of 2 5-dollar notes and 20 cents?! Which means I got paid 20 cents to have that ride home haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a pretty bizarre day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder if my right eye will ever stop twitching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4476842459738044881?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4476842459738044881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4476842459738044881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4476842459738044881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4476842459738044881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-40011194027051012</id><published>2007-12-08T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T09:37:27.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had the spiciest chilli today I actually cried hahaha oh man getting used to the spice is harder than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the airport! Brings back many memories for me goodyoody :) And I'd love to be a flight stewardess. Travelling around on a job, sounds exciting! I really can't imagine myself being cooped up in an office facing the computer all day next time. One of the questions I don't like being asked is 'so what do you wanna be when you grow up?" cos I really don't know. In primary 1 I was so sure I wanted to be a teacher. And then there was once I was hospitalized for an infection and I was so inspired by the kind doctors who were treating me that I told myself I'd become a doctor one day too. But as I grew older I realized it wasn't my thing and that's when I didn't really have an ambition anymore. I want to do something fun, create new things and make other people's lives happier. I want to be a Cleo magazine editor or a baker or a lingerie designer or an SIA girl or a tai tai haha just kidding bout the last one that's someone I'd least like to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! I won't be the person I used to be, bothered by every little thing. It just makes me a sad moapy person and I hate it. I'm gonna be positive, open-minded and happy cos at the end of the day, each of us are different and have our own lives to live :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-40011194027051012?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/40011194027051012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=40011194027051012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/40011194027051012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/40011194027051012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-had-spiciest-chilli-today-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5538262363443494595</id><published>2007-12-02T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T01:56:05.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love doesn't have to hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated for a week and so many things have happened now I don't know where to start. My week has been pretty bad. It's so inconvenient to have a sprained back it hurts even when I laugh or sneeze(and you know I laugh alot). I've stopped training for the mo and I won't be playing for All Asians this weekend. I was so upset + my constant back pain = a very moody me. But after moaping about it for a few days I told myself to wake up and move on. J's been very patient too, being there to knock some sense into me at a time when I was unable to do so. Chances will always be there and I shouldn't compromise on my health. So now all's well and I'm back to my happy self :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach touch carnival last sun at Sentosa was awesome! I loved my team :) I think we did great. After the games we had some fun soaking in the water and then getting free airbrush tattoos done. Got to know some of the girls a little better. Looking forward to playing beach touch again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri went to the doc's to get my back checked. Jemmy accompanied me there despite having to meet his friends for a birthday celebration. Very sweet of him :) On the way to Pasir Ris for my class BBQ, we started disagreeing over something silly. We were holding hands but we didn't talk you know&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that kinda thing&lt;/span&gt;. Then we started arguing bout it and then mid-argument, we both suddenly burst into laughter. Haha it was hilarious. All because of his funny actions. Haha all's good after. We hugged and made up before he went off to meet his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE PORK CHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE FISH AND CHIPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ was alright, big thanks esp to Meh and Jingyi for organizing it! The girls were like fussing over Soon Wee's little puppy. It's so adorable it fell asleep in my arms and Xueting said 'twas because my boobs were soft hahaha! Playing with pupsie made me so wanna bring it home heh heh it keeps licking. Well BBQ made me know some of my classmates a lil better :) All in all a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat morning was spent in school with the TPiranhas and Ju for our mental skills workshop. Each of us had to take turns to talk bout our personal fears and fears for the team. For me it took a lot of courage to stand up there and tell everyone how I honestly felt, what's more with my coach watching. I teared, but I didn't cry and make a mess like I normally would haha so I'm proud of myself. I think 'twas a good session. Everyone's more aware now and I realized everyone has the same fear and I'm not alone. I really hope we can all be one strong team and a big family. I know we can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat night we went to Jackson's birthday party at Costa Sands. He invited so many friends! Food and the football cake was good, and did have a little chat with some of my friends before heading back to J's for sleepover :D We were so tired that we knocked out without even turning off the telly! Haha. But I had a fab time playing UNO before that tho hahahaha winning streak and smelly farts ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was good. For now it's studying time. The tests are here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R1L1B3umxNI/AAAAAAAAA64/rrIjsPQ9yHs/s1600-R/DSC09102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R1L1B3umxNI/AAAAAAAAA64/4zS-R_XKrZk/s320/DSC09102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139439537271260370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Be strong :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5538262363443494595?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5538262363443494595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5538262363443494595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5538262363443494595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5538262363443494595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-havent-updated-for-week-and-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R1L1B3umxNI/AAAAAAAAA64/4zS-R_XKrZk/s72-c/DSC09102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-810659396405074205</id><published>2007-11-25T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T08:05:55.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R0mYasq3bAI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/AbfR9W_fJxU/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R0mYasq3bAI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/AbfR9W_fJxU/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136804434427735042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grapes, kiwi,mango and frozen yoghurt churned in the machine to become such a yummy treat! Yum I want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways a few pics taken on sat at PRSS's opening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R0mYbsq3bCI/AAAAAAAAA6g/mzX5YHJQxxg/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R0mYbsq3bCI/AAAAAAAAA6g/mzX5YHJQxxg/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136804451607604258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R0mYbMq3bBI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZuinnvUR87E/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R0mYbMq3bBI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZuinnvUR87E/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136804443017669650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to see them all again after so long :))) More pics to be uploaded soon when I'm less lazy heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched my assignment movie Troy and I liked it. I kinda enjoy epic movies, esp those of the ancient greek and roman times. I used to watch Hercules hahaha the giants and evil guys and all. I found it all amusing and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came on his bike to school and cycled me back. :o :) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebo beach carnival today was fun! Except that my back is now sprained boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright update more soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-810659396405074205?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/810659396405074205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=810659396405074205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/810659396405074205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/810659396405074205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/grapes-kiwimango-and-frozen-yoghurt.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/R0mYasq3bAI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/AbfR9W_fJxU/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5404060558266844778</id><published>2007-11-23T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T09:18:52.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been crazy not only physically but mentally and emotionally. Yes I'm tired, esp when I feel that people misunderstand me. I feel so rejected and so small. But then again it's a competitive sport. What was I expecting, marshmallows and rainbows? Anyways I'm lovin' the rugby girls more and more. We had our own practise today for beach touch and it was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And big thanks to my friends who were there to help me(in any way big or small), telling me how to improve, encouraging me and telling me to smile till the point of annoyance(that's for you val haha kidding ;)! And the dearest for being there for me too. Always there and ready to catch me when I fall. Really really appreciated. What I'm feeling is just more than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout a video then! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmSKU7vM6wg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmSKU7vM6wg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nails are now a barbie pink. All the better to be bimbotic with! Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5404060558266844778?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5404060558266844778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5404060558266844778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5404060558266844778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5404060558266844778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-week-has-been-crazy-not-only.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6813286150623993489</id><published>2007-11-21T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:36:11.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I so afraid to step up and just play the game, make mistakes and improve? Who are they to scare me? Who am I to not have any confidence that I can do this? It's time to really get out of my shell, step out into that field and play this sport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6813286150623993489?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6813286150623993489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6813286150623993489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6813286150623993489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6813286150623993489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-am-i-so-afraid-to-step-up-and-just.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7089888561876671505</id><published>2007-11-20T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T10:01:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A nice pizza dinner and The Game Plan totally made my day :) The movie was awesome it had me laughing and also a little soppy at some parts. I think the The Rock is very cool heh heh. My little surprise went as planned but I forgot to put in the songs! Haha what a kuku! Darling I love the chocolates and I love THE POEM even more! See, 2 years together and this is the first time I know you can write poetry(that doesn't rhyme but still... hehe)! I was so happy when I read it. You really turned my day around. Thanks babe, I love you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; Cos when I look at my life&lt;br /&gt;How the pieces fall into place&lt;br /&gt;It just wouldn't rhyme without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7089888561876671505?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7089888561876671505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7089888561876671505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7089888561876671505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7089888561876671505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/nice-pizza-dinner-and-game-plan-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-9071789337720980426</id><published>2007-11-18T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:13:08.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday was spent at Punggol with the family looking at the houses there. Mom says it's likely we'll be moving there if the en-bloc is successful over here. Quite psyched bout the possibility of a new house and all but then again a part of me just wants to stay in this town where I grew up in, which I'm so familiar with. Heh heh. Then it was grocery shopping at Giant! I had so much fun! 'Twas a great day out with the family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road now and forever&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-9071789337720980426?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/9071789337720980426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=9071789337720980426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9071789337720980426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9071789337720980426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-was-spent-at-punggol-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6191772636206544270</id><published>2007-11-14T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:18:04.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;How can I not love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming! I'm so excited! :D Oh me oh man I've been a busy bee. Anyways, last weekend's rugby bonding camp was fab! We had friendlies at NYP, then a mental skills workshop by Ju(I swear she's the funniest motivator ever!) and off to the 'secret camp-out location'. Turned out Marli booked 2 chalets for us! Weee no cold tents :D BBQ food was delish I ate so much heh heh. And I think after the talk by our seniors and Marli, we're now that little bit closer as a team. And I like it :) I was hoping this camp would make everyone closer and I guess it did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school monday and I'm trying my best to go steady work-wise. Listen during lectures and finish up tutorials :) Gonna be more organized. Today I finished up the whole box of fruit nugget thingys during class to stay awake. They're damn addictive I swear! And the cotton candy made my tongue and teeth all purple haha *purple grin* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had really bad earworms the whole day. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I got it from my momma&lt;/span&gt; was stuck in my head and I annoyed the hell out of Val in class hahahaha ;D I was even singing it on the bike ride back home and now I think Jeremy's got the worms too hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I treasure time with my boy even more cos we're all a little busier. Maybe that's why the hugs today felt so extremely good! :D 19th nov will mark 2 years for us. Oh boy, even tho it's been 2 years, I still remember so clearly how it all started. Thinking bout it still makes my heart flutter every single time, the firsts. It's funny how till now, I still feel like we're a silly couple who've just fallen madly in love with each other. I wonder if he feels the same way. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I've been a pretty happy girl and things have been peachy. I love it when life's like that. Sure not all things go the way I want it but it's all really how I perceive it(haha so OB) and I choose to be happy and optimistic bout my life right now. Yup I'm filled with energy and excitement! Family, Jeremy, friends, school, touch rugby, people, life, God. I say, BRING IT ON! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bezdhEwK3GY&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="255" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic kitten! What happened to them. They were my fave back in primary school hahas. Have a blessed day all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6191772636206544270?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6191772636206544270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6191772636206544270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6191772636206544270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6191772636206544270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-can-i-not-love-you-christmas-is.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8328912928404690920</id><published>2007-11-09T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T09:26:33.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzQuJsP3FmI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gsSb_wabXCM/s1600-h/your_image.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzQuJsP3FmI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gsSb_wabXCM/s320/your_image.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130776619513222754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpsonized me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself(and you) I will change. Slowly, but surely. I will try my best. I think even as a couple, there is a line to be drawn in between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you! I want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for rugby camp at NYP tomorrow. It's gonna be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8328912928404690920?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8328912928404690920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8328912928404690920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8328912928404690920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8328912928404690920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/simpsonized-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzQuJsP3FmI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gsSb_wabXCM/s72-c/your_image.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8012067211638540773</id><published>2007-11-08T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:36:02.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love surprises :) And I love giving surprises too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we planned a little surprise party for the dear girl today. Balloons and crazy headbands :) Well we were sposed to go hide up at the roof terrace while the girl checks out her room but she came home earlier than expected and her dear brother didn't even come tell us that she was back! So she kinda walked in on us while we were still talking and laughing amongst ourselves bout how successful our plan had went. So far! Haha! Anyways I hope she liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzPMP3FhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/fstJnXI9hbk/s1600-h/DSC09971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzPMP3FhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/fstJnXI9hbk/s320/DSC09971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130500736583931410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunny balloons were funny the ears wouldn't fill up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzPcP3FiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/J-YlsklOuJc/s1600-h/DSC09980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzPcP3FiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/J-YlsklOuJc/s320/DSC09980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130500740878898722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The planning team (missing member: Jeremy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzP8P3FjI/AAAAAAAAA5w/u65FAHPPKcg/s1600-h/DSC09978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzP8P3FjI/AAAAAAAAA5w/u65FAHPPKcg/s320/DSC09978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130500749468833330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzQsP3FlI/AAAAAAAAA6A/MbzwnXC-VsA/s1600-h/DSC09990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzQsP3FlI/AAAAAAAAA6A/MbzwnXC-VsA/s320/DSC09990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130500762353735250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry shortcake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads more photos but they're not in my camera :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating alot of good food lately I think I've gained abit of weight. Plus the korean bbq food we had today! Delicious :) Hello chubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we had a short chat with Miki today while waiting for Ymei to come back home. She says I look so different cos I used to be so nerdy hahahaha. Nice lil catchin' up. She says she's now waiting for her boyfriend to do something romantic and propose! Hehe reminds me of that show I Propose which I happened to watch last week. The proposal was so so beautiful I cried :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The best thing is, she is going to be my wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, cheer up Yumei! We love you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8012067211638540773?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8012067211638540773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8012067211638540773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8012067211638540773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8012067211638540773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-surprises-and-i-love-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RzMzPMP3FhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/fstJnXI9hbk/s72-c/DSC09971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8534339126906965464</id><published>2007-11-05T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:15:48.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;She is running a 100 miles an hour&lt;br /&gt;In the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;She is trying&lt;br /&gt;But the canyons ever widening&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of her cold heart&lt;br /&gt;So she sets out on another misadventure just to find&lt;br /&gt;She's another 2 years older&lt;br /&gt;and she's 3 more steps behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her?&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;Lord does anybody even know she's going down today?&lt;br /&gt;Under the shadow of our steeple&lt;br /&gt;with all the lost and lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her?&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is yearning&lt;br /&gt;For shelter and affection&lt;br /&gt;That she never found at home&lt;br /&gt;She is searching&lt;br /&gt;For a hero to ride in,&lt;br /&gt;to ride in and save the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't allow myself to be sad, maybe only for awhile like now when I'm alone. Just me and God. When I don't have to explain why I'm feeling this way and He knows, He understands. When I can just be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8534339126906965464?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8534339126906965464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8534339126906965464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8534339126906965464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8534339126906965464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/me.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7648852939830656755</id><published>2007-11-04T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:32:01.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I finished 'The child called It' last night and it's anything but heartwarming :( Went to sleep with a slightly heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri, Nov 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch ended early so Mr J headed to town with me for some shopping(thanks J :). Had lunch at Subway and the sandwich uncle was such a chikopek haha. I looove subway cookies and I'm actually craving them now! Mr J always has a foot-long sandwich with no veges(how horrid!) that's why his subway meals always costs so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking around Fareast when we decided to get tattoos! Lady was really nice and all. I got myself a little butterfly and Mr J got a leopard hehe. 'Twas so ticklish I had to squeeze Mr J's hands to stop myself laughing. Did a little shopping and I'm happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Raffle's City's party shop. 'Twas ok I think I could have a Princess themed party next year cos the shop had paper plates, balloons, party hats and even paper serviettes in pink princessy prints. Well a bit of Princess OD never did hurt anyone ;) And I got a Hershey's lipbalm. Me and my impulse buys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop at Riverpoint Mall next to the S'pore river(I love that place). Mr J wanted to get an official Ultimate frisbee and one of the bars in that mall sells it. It wasn't really difficult to find the place is called Brewerkz. So we got the frisbee and everyone's happy now so we headed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home it was camwhoring time! Haha trigger happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PfWDJ6mI/AAAAAAAAA1w/9omvmdBKahU/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PfWDJ6mI/AAAAAAAAA1w/9omvmdBKahU/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128913319302392418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2Pf2DJ6nI/AAAAAAAAA14/9JfX2K5hhfw/s1600-h/Picture+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2Pf2DJ6nI/AAAAAAAAA14/9JfX2K5hhfw/s320/Picture+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128913327892327026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PgGDJ6oI/AAAAAAAAA2A/mScOLXxQ4dA/s1600-h/Picture+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PgGDJ6oI/AAAAAAAAA2A/mScOLXxQ4dA/s320/Picture+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128913332187294338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PgGDJ6pI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WICRKzH90Dg/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PgGDJ6pI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WICRKzH90Dg/s320/Picture+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128913332187294354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's so pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PgWDJ6qI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/ZP6qXqXngKQ/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PgWDJ6qI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/ZP6qXqXngKQ/s320/Picture+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128913336482261666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr J didn't really like his but I think it's quite nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2TdWDJ6vI/AAAAAAAAA24/Qqk_yRCZqIs/s1600-h/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2TdWDJ6vI/AAAAAAAAA24/Qqk_yRCZqIs/s320/Picture+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128917682989165298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2TeGDJ6xI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Z66TvoljmiA/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2TeGDJ6xI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Z66TvoljmiA/s320/Picture+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128917695874067218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr J's sexy pose haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2Te2DJ6yI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/urDsKC4GE7E/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2Te2DJ6yI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/urDsKC4GE7E/s320/Picture+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128917708758969122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha don't ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2TfGDJ6zI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QUaDuYgzixs/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2TfGDJ6zI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QUaDuYgzixs/s320/Picture+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128917713053936434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha as you can see Mr J has an obsession with my butt ;D and I laughed so hard when I saw this picture cos it looked like he was trying to imitate this other crazy pose Yumei and I did in a pic long time ago :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, Nov 3rd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa! The weather this time was sunny and perfect for the beach! But when we got there, it got a little too hot for us and the heat got us all a little lethargic. The water was quite dirty too so we just played a little frisbee, watched other people play and lazed on the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2aj2DJ60I/AAAAAAAAA3g/Np5IBz3lzXA/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2aj2DJ60I/AAAAAAAAA3g/Np5IBz3lzXA/s320/Picture+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128925491239709506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake your sandy sexy butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akGDJ61I/AAAAAAAAA3o/dveVa5r4hUQ/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akGDJ61I/AAAAAAAAA3o/dveVa5r4hUQ/s320/Picture+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128925495534676818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akWDJ62I/AAAAAAAAA3w/l9P_RppMR0I/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akWDJ62I/AAAAAAAAA3w/l9P_RppMR0I/s320/Picture+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128925499829644130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much heat makes a Jeremy sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akWDJ63I/AAAAAAAAA34/JgnRLvYUOvQ/s1600-h/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akWDJ63I/AAAAAAAAA34/JgnRLvYUOvQ/s320/Picture+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128925499829644146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much heat makes a Nathaniel cranky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akmDJ64I/AAAAAAAAA4A/Sg4CMYHC0Y0/s1600-h/Picture+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2akmDJ64I/AAAAAAAAA4A/Sg4CMYHC0Y0/s320/Picture+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128925504124611458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eZmDJ65I/AAAAAAAAA4I/5H-g0WgBrDk/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eZmDJ65I/AAAAAAAAA4I/5H-g0WgBrDk/s320/Picture+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929713192561554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eZ2DJ66I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0i639zyFnT8/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eZ2DJ66I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0i639zyFnT8/s320/Picture+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929717487528866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My horrible tan lines from a month ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eaGDJ67I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/wA0a6QWngWM/s1600-h/Picture+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eaGDJ67I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/wA0a6QWngWM/s320/Picture+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929721782496178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tanning I looked over at the people playing ball on my right and guess who I saw! Linda! Hahahaha I'm gonna show her this picture when she comes online later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eaWDJ68I/AAAAAAAAA4g/sBKcUi40j2Q/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eaWDJ68I/AAAAAAAAA4g/sBKcUi40j2Q/s320/Picture+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929726077463490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monkey outside the toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our bath we went to Rasa Sentosa to play a bit of pool and ping pong. Had our packed dinners and we headed to take the skyride and luge! Exciting! I screamed during the ride cos I was high(pun intended) weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eamDJ69I/AAAAAAAAA4o/_b6nEykq3CE/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2eamDJ69I/AAAAAAAAA4o/_b6nEykq3CE/s320/Picture+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929730372430802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us on the skyride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fQGDJ6-I/AAAAAAAAA4w/ukWFeGlPLzA/s1600-h/Picture+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fQGDJ6-I/AAAAAAAAA4w/ukWFeGlPLzA/s320/Picture+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128930649495432162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fQWDJ6_I/AAAAAAAAA44/EEJvnBWiu54/s1600-h/Picture+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fQWDJ6_I/AAAAAAAAA44/EEJvnBWiu54/s320/Picture+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128930653790399474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fQ2DJ7AI/AAAAAAAAA5A/PcNWraxUOHk/s1600-h/Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fQ2DJ7AI/AAAAAAAAA5A/PcNWraxUOHk/s320/Picture+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128930662380334082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The luge was fun too tho I thought the ride was a little too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fRGDJ7BI/AAAAAAAAA5I/BGXNBl5OpTY/s1600-h/Picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fRGDJ7BI/AAAAAAAAA5I/BGXNBl5OpTY/s320/Picture+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128930666675301394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na-ge-da-niao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fRWDJ7CI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/xOim_-Q1Zps/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2fRWDJ7CI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/xOim_-Q1Zps/s320/Picture+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128930670970268706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have at least a 100 pictures of him in that expression in my computer haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2jHmDJ7DI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/dffB2ANf92c/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2jHmDJ7DI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/dffB2ANf92c/s320/Picture+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128934901513055282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling you know why I posted this ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all so pooped by the end of the day but somehow we didn't fall asleep on the long journey back home. We were telling each other silly jokes and riddles and I laughed so much my tummy ached :D What great company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love it when we hug and I feel so secured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love it when you lean your head on my tummy while we're watching telly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love it when you look me in the eyes and say I love you&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when the day's been good and&lt;br /&gt;I can go to sleep with a big smile on my face :&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow. Lookin' forward :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7648852939830656755?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7648852939830656755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7648852939830656755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7648852939830656755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7648852939830656755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-i-finished-child-called-it-last.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry2PfWDJ6mI/AAAAAAAAA1w/9omvmdBKahU/s72-c/Picture+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-65528825434332739</id><published>2007-11-04T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:49:58.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I'm so happy cos I got to sleep in today! :) Anyways more pictures from the Halloween party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xvGDJ6XI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ZXsjWv-9wtI/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xvGDJ6XI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ZXsjWv-9wtI/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128880604536498546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xxWDJ6YI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3Ir8cI1Y6zc/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xxWDJ6YI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3Ir8cI1Y6zc/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128880643191204226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xx2DJ6ZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/PfFCzJMCdK8/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xx2DJ6ZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/PfFCzJMCdK8/s320/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128880651781138834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xyWDJ6aI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4nNRwS2tS7M/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xyWDJ6aI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4nNRwS2tS7M/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128880660371073442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teri as Zorro (or Torro haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xzWDJ6bI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hJQD8CndLis/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xzWDJ6bI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hJQD8CndLis/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128880677550942642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Ju, ex tpiranha and also one of the ones who organized the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10AGDJ6dI/AAAAAAAAA0o/TAKaZTSTCsw/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10AGDJ6dI/AAAAAAAAA0o/TAKaZTSTCsw/s320/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128883095617530322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot devil and Miss Scarlett from the game Cluedo (see her spanner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10AWDJ6eI/AAAAAAAAA0w/n0Up8gssNlI/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10AWDJ6eI/AAAAAAAAA0w/n0Up8gssNlI/s320/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128883099912497634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suria and Shimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10AmDJ6fI/AAAAAAAAA04/uLwt2LP3taw/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10AmDJ6fI/AAAAAAAAA04/uLwt2LP3taw/s320/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128883104207464946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire(also IJ girl!) and Ju with the 'Starship Troopers' haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1z_mDJ6cI/AAAAAAAAA0g/QUBzXZHQr6c/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1z_mDJ6cI/AAAAAAAAA0g/QUBzXZHQr6c/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128883087027595714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11QGDJ6iI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Py3dSTXV9ok/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11QGDJ6iI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Py3dSTXV9ok/s320/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128884470007065122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurul the diver hahahaha her mask was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11P2DJ6hI/AAAAAAAAA1I/i2Xqr3RcndM/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11P2DJ6hI/AAAAAAAAA1I/i2Xqr3RcndM/s320/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128884465712097810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeza in her toilet paper bikini :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11QWDJ6jI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/M1m7x2L8Ono/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11QWDJ6jI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/M1m7x2L8Ono/s320/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128884474302032434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shir the geek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11QWDJ6kI/AAAAAAAAA1g/TRV5zeQ7ce0/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry11QWDJ6kI/AAAAAAAAA1g/TRV5zeQ7ce0/s320/Picture+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128884474302032450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suria won the fashion show and she got to bring home the skeleton as her prize. Funny should have seen her dancing with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10A2DJ6gI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AKEszj89Sdk/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry10A2DJ6gI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AKEszj89Sdk/s320/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128883108502432258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all of us. Haha see Ad and Ju way at the back ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-65528825434332739?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/65528825434332739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=65528825434332739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/65528825434332739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/65528825434332739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-im-so-happy-cos-i-got-to-sleep-in.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ry1xvGDJ6XI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ZXsjWv-9wtI/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7571876348946007694</id><published>2007-11-01T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T11:12:57.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Happy Hallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;ween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyoJRGDJ6WI/AAAAAAAAAzw/VSKT_LopcX0/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127921315001002338" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyoJRGDJ6WI/AAAAAAAAAzw/VSKT_LopcX0/s320/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween party was good I laughed so much my tummy ached. It was so last min so I didn't really have any time to prepare for costume ideas so in the end I asked dear Val to lend me her IJ uniform! Thanks sweet :) I decided to go for the super good girl look and I swear I looked retarded but that's the whole point of Halloween haha. My huuuuge rainbow lolly was my prop haha. Fashion show was a blast. More photos in my camera but I can't upload them just yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I wanna post something up for the day, I end up at some hilarious blog and I'll be so engrossed reading and laughing that I forget all bout blogging hahaha. School's okay other than the fact that I fell sick. Am recovering fast though! My voice is almost back to normal and I can sing my do-re-mis without going off pitch(well that's what I'd like to think so anyways ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I survived trainings this week. I screamed my lungs out despite my sorethroat and tues night when I got home I couldn't even say hello mommy! properly. Claire even said my husky voice turned her on oh man hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for the chance I received. Gonna work hard and prove myself worthy. Rugby journal here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally a proper lunch with the lovely classmates at ITAS canteen today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got yet another new friend and his name is Pooky! You know, Garfield's teddy bear! I saw it today while walking at TM. It's been made into a ty toy and I swear it's super adorable! I held it and didn't wanna let go hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;: Darling, we have to go. Say goodbye to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pouts&lt;/span&gt;): Okayyy... (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;holds teddy tight and goes near its face&lt;/span&gt;) Bye Pooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up and realized the sales assistant saw and heard that whole episode haha the retarded things we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then darling said he wanted to go to the loo and I thought he was going to go sneak back to the shop and get me Pooky but he came back and there was no Pooky haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go back to being dark-haired for awhile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going back to sch for training darling giggled at something on his phone and I was like what? What's funny? You know, being the usual kaypo girl and all. And he showed me this picture of Pooky hanging on a very familiar bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoe bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha I looked down at my shoe bag and I saw Pooky hanging there. Awww sweet x10000 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Thanks darling I love my Pooky! (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;huge grins&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh?! It's called Pooky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Yup. (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;opens up the ty tag and shows him the name&lt;/span&gt;) There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;looks at tag and laughs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt;) You know what's Pooky in malay? Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Err no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: It means vagina! But in an insulting way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh! You mean like... cheebye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Ya! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Serious! Nooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must think of a nicer nick for Pooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so much jabber for the day. Goodnight y'll.&lt;br /&gt;THE WEEKEND IS FINALLY HERE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7571876348946007694?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7571876348946007694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7571876348946007694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7571876348946007694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7571876348946007694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-party-was-good-i-laughed-so.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyoJRGDJ6WI/AAAAAAAAAzw/VSKT_LopcX0/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5641603312523865399</id><published>2007-10-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:40:54.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Baby Dino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take good care of myself and get well and then I can share food and drinks with you again hehe :o) I appreciate how thoughtful you are and I'm sorry I'm stubborn sometimes. I know what you do is for my own good. Thanks for taking care of me and always checking to make sure I'm okay, buying me medicine and funny drinks to help me get better, making sure I'm not alone when I'm feeling unwell and simply singing funny songs and making funny faces just to make me laugh! And also to your dad too for showing me so much concern. I'm really touched. You make me happy. I love you always :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGS AND RWOOOARS,&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Dino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Can't wait for Sentosa this weekend ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5641603312523865399?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5641603312523865399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5641603312523865399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5641603312523865399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5641603312523865399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/dear-baby-dino-ill-take-good-care-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8879539717535867279</id><published>2007-10-30T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:27:36.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello let me tell you bout something that happened yest. It's rather silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, we were on the way home and we popped by NTUC to get some stuff for my indigestion and bad throat. And ta-daaa I see a whole shelf of Kotex on promotion. "Buy $10 worth of Kotex and get a free pink camisole!" it says. So I was like why not I need it anyways and the camisole looks pretty cute so I bought one promotion pack which came along with this cute box to keep all the pads and pantyliners HAHAHAHA plus two more packs of pantyliners to hit $10.50. So happy me went home and I couldn't wait to mail in my receipt so they would mail the camisole to me asap. I tidied my room for abit and for some funny reason I skipped to the bin and threw away my plastic bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY $10.50 WORTH OF KOTEX RECEIPT WAS IN THE BAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes you environmental-friendly peeps out there can shoot me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do the weirdest things at the wrongest times. I don't even normally throw away my bags and of all times! I had to do it on that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J was laughing when I told him bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaha funny how you had to buy so many packs of pads to reach 10 bucks and now the receipt's gone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call me and you don't hear anyone on the other line, it's not your phone. It's me. I lost my voice. Haha crooooaaak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween party! I think I'm going as a rebellious student hahaha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a nice note during training today. Thank you anonymous :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8879539717535867279?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8879539717535867279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8879539717535867279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8879539717535867279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8879539717535867279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-let-me-tell-you-bout-something.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7745835747379123557</id><published>2007-10-28T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:29:37.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) The closest red thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;My lip balm stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Has anyone ever cheated on you in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Last thing that made you mad?&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Are you a fan of romance?&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;In love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you have a temper?&lt;br /&gt;I do sometimes and it's not pretty haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Closest orange thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;My very first smiling flower :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you like to burn things?&lt;br /&gt;No but I like lighting up candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you dress up for Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for a halloween party this week and I've nothing to wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Are you usually a warmhearted person?&lt;br /&gt;Yup hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Do you prefer the single life or the security of a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;You win some you lose some. I'm happy with what I have now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What would your superpower be?&lt;br /&gt;To be happy and make the people around me happy! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Closest yellow thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;My facetowel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Favourite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Nirwana Bintan Resort. I loooove the beach there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you a coward?&lt;br /&gt;Haha nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you burn or tan?&lt;br /&gt;BURN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;Yup I wanna doll them up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What makes you feel warm and safe?&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I am not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Closest green thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;My nail polish remover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Are you jealous of anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not really no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Are you a lucky person?&lt;br /&gt;On some days haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Think of 6 green things that make you happy:&lt;br /&gt;My green pushpop!&lt;br /&gt;Hip hop jelly!&lt;br /&gt;Green bikini&lt;br /&gt;Tao kae noi&lt;br /&gt;Avocado milkshake!&lt;br /&gt;My cute stripey pyjama pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Closest blue thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;My pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Are you good at calming people down?&lt;br /&gt;Not really sometimes I make it worse haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Do you like the sea?&lt;br /&gt;Yup I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Can you sleep easily?&lt;br /&gt;Only when I'm really really tuckered out or else I'll just be on my bed thinking about stuff till I fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Do you prefer the beach or the woods?&lt;br /&gt;Beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)Closest purple thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;My bra haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Like being treated to expensive things?&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you like mysterious things?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, I like unique things better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Ever met someone in royalty?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Are you creative?&lt;br /&gt;Yup sometimes my brain clicks and the juices wouldn't stop flowing. Just sometimes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Are you a lonely person?&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Closest pink think to you?&lt;br /&gt;Baby lotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you like sweet things?&lt;br /&gt;I have a mighty huge sweet tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Like play-fighting?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you like punk music?&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) What is your favourite flower?&lt;br /&gt;Sunflowers daffodils lilies gerberas :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Does anyone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Closest black thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;My phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Do you like morbid things?&lt;br /&gt;Nope nooope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Do you like being underground?&lt;br /&gt;Err I'm okay I guess 'cept for the poor reception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Are you afraid of death?&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Do you prefer neutral or vibrant colours?&lt;br /&gt;Big and bright colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I woke up feeling a little groggy and sick and my lil cousin called and told me 'twas his birthday and told me to wish him a happy birthday hahahaha how silly and cute. So something clicked in my head. S's birthday is before my dad's birthday. So tomorrow is my dad's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways headed down to Parkway with J and we saw this little girl holding the cutest walking cow balloon ever! 'Twas soooo adorable and yup it has these paper things as feet so they're on the ground while the rest of the cow's body is floating. Then we rounded a corner and tada! There was the shop that was selling 'pet balloons for sale!" hahahaha utterly adorable too bad I forgot to bring my camera out today! The shop sold some pretty cool party stuff and halloween costumes but I found none to my liking. All too gory and scary :( So I bought an Elmo balloon and a green pushpop instead hahaha. Watermelon whirrrrrl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to pour and I was sniffing all the way to the pool place and we played a little. I played with his stick for awhile today and it's so smooth and nice to use! Hehe. The score was prolly 3-6 me but haha I had fun! Then 'twas dinner at Ajisen where I had noodles! People who know me well know I'm not a big fan of soupy noodles but anyways I needed something hot and soupy. Ordered the bacon one and surprisingly 'twas very yummy! J had the volcano and he was sweating like mad by the time he finished it haha. Funniest thing was Mr William Tan and family were sitting at the table beside us. His wife is preggers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J annoyed me with my elmo balloon the whole day. He made sure Elmo stared at me the whole day with that wide grin on its face haha. I would be looking at clothes and I'd ask 'is this nice?' and he'd go 'yup it's nice, see!" and he'll put Elmo's head at the shirt's neckline and we'd both burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing 'my heart will go on' with him plus our silly actions during the walk home cracked me up too. It was so funny esp at the parts where we'd do exactly the same actions as each other hehe we've got chemistry. People stared at us but we didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the hot milk. Made me go all warm inside &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7745835747379123557?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7745835747379123557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7745835747379123557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7745835747379123557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7745835747379123557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-closest-red-thing-to-you-my-lip-balm.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4963242019294623399</id><published>2007-10-27T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:14:38.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No worries I am back to my happy self again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad for awhile but no more of that now! Thanks baby for your shoulder when I suddenly burst into tears during dinner that day. And for listening and giving me your advice. And all the hugs :) One of the reasons why I love you - you're there for me when I need you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri woke up with sore eyes and I got a fright when I looked into the mirror. Skipped lectures in the morning :( I swear I will never cry so much before I sleep again. Evening was work at cafe and J and Matt came to visit before their movie :D Friday night jamming was good as usual, everyone enjoyed themselves. Oh J! You remember that guy who was singing opera at the couch? He was practising for jam session at night haha! He's so funny. When he sang his first line during jam, Megan burst into laughter in the kitchen and it was kinda too-loud HAHAHAHA. Poor guy was working up a sweat reaching his high notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was with Megan(my fave girl!), Inch and this new girl Cherry. Inch looks like the pretty girl-next-door but who knows she has such an amazing voice! She sang one song that night and I thought it was the best of all. That's the lead vocalist of Allura for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyN4Z2DJ6UI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ryVzhpZaExs/s1600-h/allura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyN4Z2DJ6UI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ryVzhpZaExs/s320/allura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126073186278566210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was the joke of the day haha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A very hungry me(to Inch)&lt;/span&gt;: So what do you want to eat for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inch&lt;/span&gt;: Mmmmm nah I don't think I'm eating I wanna lose weight. I wanna be slim like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA she actually thinks I'm slim :DDD Three cheers for fats that are good at playing hide-and-seek ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat afternoon spent at Turf City to watch rugby matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyN5SWDJ6VI/AAAAAAAAAzo/UHMAzhkmci0/s1600-h/collage36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyN5SWDJ6VI/AAAAAAAAAzo/UHMAzhkmci0/s320/collage36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126074156941175122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that Turf City was like what it was because it sounds like quite a high class place haha. So I had to trudge in mud to get to the field and had to sit on the floor to watch the match. I wore my favourite blue jewelled flipflops and now they're all brown and it can't be washed away :( Note to self: Bring a cap, towel to sit on and wear havaianas on next trip to Turf City :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the players were all awesome and quick. Marli was also playing and although SCC didn't win, they sure did some pretty slick moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love Aini for telling me her experience at touch and making me realize things better. If I am not ready to play, then I shall just train harder till I'm ready :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at J's place where his mommy whipped up delicious chicken chops for us. And then I just slept while J and Nat watched TV cos I'm not feeling too well. I've been tearing and my head hurts and my nose is runny and it's itching me crazy. I should go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHOULD I BE FOR HALLOWEEN?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4963242019294623399?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4963242019294623399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4963242019294623399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4963242019294623399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4963242019294623399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-worries-i-am-back-to-my-happy-self.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RyN4Z2DJ6UI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ryVzhpZaExs/s72-c/allura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-520486237898600248</id><published>2007-10-25T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:46:44.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-520486237898600248?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/520486237898600248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=520486237898600248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/520486237898600248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/520486237898600248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-2962291419553350453</id><published>2007-10-24T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T10:29:30.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Trip to fareast today to get my brows trimmed and now my set of furries are neater. I'm happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx9zqi0YdUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qx2rCrRnGkw/s1600-h/DSC09693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx9zqi0YdUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qx2rCrRnGkw/s320/DSC09693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124942075709125954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil bout myself before I turn in :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's an MMS text Ling sent me, with a photo of a very nerdy me in my sch u. Her msg says: Have a nice day! lol. I now got free MMS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Haha it made me smile when I received it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What's the last song you sang out loud to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Jenny The Click Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;2am! I couldn't put my book down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Are you currently happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm ok :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Last wed during Three Wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Who gives you the best advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It seems like the best advice always comes from the people I least expect it to be from in any situation I am in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Who did you last talk on the phone to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Mr. J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Maybe something at the back of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do you wear toe socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I have toe socks but I hardly wear 'em haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Broken by a guy? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What annoys you most in a person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Arrogance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hahaha I have a crush on my boyfriend that just won't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What is the colour of your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;White!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Who was the last to lie on your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Me! And I can't wait to jump back in again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Who was the last person who hugged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Mr. J!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do you have a life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hahahaha yes I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Have you ever thought someone died,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; when they really didn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Err nope! Speaking bout death I heard terrible news from my mom. She told me my sec sch tutor's mom had a bad fall and passed away. I was shocked and it kinda got me cos her mom was the one who'd always give me a drink whenever I went for tuition at her house(which is just 2 floors down from mine). Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The reason behind your profile song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I do not have a profile song :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Last time you smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Minutes ago on the phone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Have you changed this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yup quite alot, physically and mentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Nope :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What were you doing last night at 11?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Bathing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Are you happy with your love life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yes I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Does the person you like know that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; like him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I make sure he knows that I love him every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do you speak any other languages other than English?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Chinese and a little bit of Mat language haha thanks to J and Waany!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What are you going to do tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;School and training!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What is the last thing you said to someone and to who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I said goodnight to J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When was the last time you had Starbucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;A long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Can you whistle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Not really but I'd really love to be able to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do you sleep on your side, stomach, or back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Foetus position :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Gimme more, Britney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What does the song remind you of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Britney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Next vacation you're going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hopefully Australia to visit my cousin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Last time you had butterflies in your tummy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Last sun at the NUS touch carnival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What did you dream last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My mommy eating a lollipop? I know weird huh haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Does your phone ring in the middle of the night often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I wouldn't know cos I always put it on silent before I sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What gets in your way of your sleeping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Noise hehe I've got sensitive ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-2962291419553350453?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/2962291419553350453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=2962291419553350453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2962291419553350453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2962291419553350453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/trip-to-brow-people-today-and-now-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx9zqi0YdUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qx2rCrRnGkw/s72-c/DSC09693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-793535765521800467</id><published>2007-10-23T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T22:08:10.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Picture post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some cruise photos ft Jemmy and family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Rfi0YcyI/AAAAAAAAAvI/SbuhbYiHWA8/s1600-h/collage27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Rfi0YcyI/AAAAAAAAAvI/SbuhbYiHWA8/s320/collage27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124552659614331682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the horny mannequin haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4RbS0YcxI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VBMn-TF_68U/s1600-h/collage26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4RbS0YcxI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VBMn-TF_68U/s320/collage26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124552586599887634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy and his many faces :O :/ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sentosa on friday, 19th Oct!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm the photographer for the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Rfy0YczI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/j-qBi5YFjec/s1600-h/collage29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Rfy0YczI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/j-qBi5YFjec/s320/collage29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124552663909298994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to the little rascal Nathaniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YPy0YdBI/AAAAAAAAAxA/U6LkoMF5jqw/s1600-h/DSC09461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YPy0YdBI/AAAAAAAAAxA/U6LkoMF5jqw/s320/DSC09461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124560085612786706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for some stuff at Giant. Yup that's a flowerpot on his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4RgC0Yc0I/AAAAAAAAAvY/CI0-S5kICvk/s1600-h/collage30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4RgC0Yc0I/AAAAAAAAAvY/CI0-S5kICvk/s320/collage30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124552668204266306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun with the pareo on board the monorail haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4RgS0Yc1I/AAAAAAAAAvg/4FMe8PgEuSo/s1600-h/collage31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4RgS0Yc1I/AAAAAAAAAvg/4FMe8PgEuSo/s320/collage31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124552672499233618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shots :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4TlS0Yc2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/kV6STSP-QXg/s1600-h/collage32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4TlS0Yc2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/kV6STSP-QXg/s320/collage32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124554957421835106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand boobie man hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cVi0YdFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/q0bsDQ8dBsw/s1600-h/DSC09489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cVi0YdFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/q0bsDQ8dBsw/s320/DSC09489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124564582443545682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cWS0YdGI/AAAAAAAAAxo/k0LChr_EvOI/s1600-h/DSC09517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cWS0YdGI/AAAAAAAAAxo/k0LChr_EvOI/s320/DSC09517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124564595328447586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud boy in his castle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all the tents behind? I guess there was some kinda carnival for the labour workers and 'twas like suddenly there was such a huge group of them playing soccer near us. I wasn't really bothered by them until they started sitting around our stuff and I didn't really like them looking at me wearing so little! It wasn't just 1 or 2 but like 50 of them? Lookin' like they're watching a free show haha chikopeks eww! So darling lent me his tee to wear over my swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then darling left us to build Nat's sandcastle and awhile later he came back in a kayak! Haha how cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Vcy0Yc-I/AAAAAAAAAwo/kU7y01fjCxg/s1600-h/DSC09518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Vcy0Yc-I/AAAAAAAAAwo/kU7y01fjCxg/s320/DSC09518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124557010416202722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4VcC0Yc7I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Xzn47eIb5lU/s1600-h/DSC09494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4VcC0Yc7I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Xzn47eIb5lU/s320/DSC09494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124556997531300786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4VcS0Yc8I/AAAAAAAAAwY/xt9Lph_uftM/s1600-h/DSC09495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4VcS0Yc8I/AAAAAAAAAwY/xt9Lph_uftM/s320/DSC09495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124557001826268098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Vci0Yc9I/AAAAAAAAAwg/VaY4_2Qw89E/s1600-h/DSC09503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Vci0Yc9I/AAAAAAAAAwg/VaY4_2Qw89E/s320/DSC09503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124557006121235410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite shots :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4VdC0Yc_I/AAAAAAAAAww/AUIye1aVj00/s1600-h/DSC09525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4VdC0Yc_I/AAAAAAAAAww/AUIye1aVj00/s320/DSC09525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124557014711170034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4TmC0Yc3I/AAAAAAAAAvw/4xsrZmBIU2E/s320/collage34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124554970306737010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking turns to ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jemmy kayaked me over to this little island a lil distance away from siloso. 'Twas really really cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4ToS0Yc5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/e36q4guar2k/s1600-h/DSC09504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4ToS0Yc5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/e36q4guar2k/s320/DSC09504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124555008961442706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Toy0Yc6I/AAAAAAAAAwI/FaMTKYguQBA/s1600-h/DSC09517.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cWi0YdHI/AAAAAAAAAxw/zadXZwNYt30/s1600-h/DSC09491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cWi0YdHI/AAAAAAAAAxw/zadXZwNYt30/s320/DSC09491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124564599623414898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a bit of ball and FRISBEE! Nat and I were a team and we played against J haha we still lost but we had tons of fun! Nat's getting pretty good at frisbee already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cXC0YdII/AAAAAAAAAx4/9gnLQGqtBsE/s1600-h/DSC09522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cXC0YdII/AAAAAAAAAx4/9gnLQGqtBsE/s320/DSC09522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124564608213349506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cXS0YdJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-yLYYCiRzYA/s1600-h/DSC09528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4cXS0YdJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-yLYYCiRzYA/s320/DSC09528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124564612508316818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YPS0YdAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/66Pu_AS3b-g/s1600-h/DSC09548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YPS0YdAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/66Pu_AS3b-g/s320/DSC09548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124560077022852098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodling on sand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YRC0YdCI/AAAAAAAAAxI/uBWTDbLEpV4/s1600-h/DSC09551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YRC0YdCI/AAAAAAAAAxI/uBWTDbLEpV4/s320/DSC09551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124560107087623202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys built a sand replica of the Rasa Sentosa Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YTi0YdDI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/NA6zgf1VMcc/s320/DSC09553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124560150037296178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in an awkward position cos I didn't wanna get sandy again cos clever me forgot to pack my bra!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waters was really nice when I went in to swim I didn't wanna get out! And I realized this is the first time I've been to the beach with J! I guess 'twas different from our usual dates, esp that Nat came along with us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4kRi0YdSI/AAAAAAAAAzI/OFed2jI3jqc/s320/DSC09558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124573309817091362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th sweetheart! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YUS0YdEI/AAAAAAAAAxY/URutY6qD4PM/s1600-h/DSC09566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4YUS0YdEI/AAAAAAAAAxY/URutY6qD4PM/s320/DSC09566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124560162922198082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at New York Pizza! We were hungry people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gKy0YdKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/NiLxE5ZKV9E/s1600-h/DSC09568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gKy0YdKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/NiLxE5ZKV9E/s320/DSC09568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124568795806463138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gLy0YdNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/5DsLjhnrW3c/s1600-h/DSC09567.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gLy0YdNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/5DsLjhnrW3c/s1600-h/DSC09567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gLy0YdNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/5DsLjhnrW3c/s320/DSC09567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124568812986332370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gli0YdPI/AAAAAAAAAyw/x0Eyiz2k6cg/s1600-h/DSC09612.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gLi0YdLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ScMtvyPh9qM/s1600-h/DSC09571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gLi0YdLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ScMtvyPh9qM/s320/DSC09571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124568808691365042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gLy0YdNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/5DsLjhnrW3c/s1600-h/DSC09567.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Jemmy got all excited bout this condom machine in the male's. And Nat was asking a lot of questions haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say a child can ask a million and one questions all day bout anything and everything. I think Nat is the perfect epitome of that! He was really restless and was asking us everything from A to Z. Such a bundle of fun and energy. He said he liked Sentosa so much he's gonna save up and bring us there again! And this time he'd be treating us to the entrance fee. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had great fun and by the end of the day everyone was tuckered out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random photos at J's place, monday, 21st Oct.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gli0YdPI/AAAAAAAAAyw/x0Eyiz2k6cg/s1600-h/DSC09612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gli0YdPI/AAAAAAAAAyw/x0Eyiz2k6cg/s320/DSC09612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124569255367963890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gmS0YdQI/AAAAAAAAAy4/r49PPsXkj3g/s1600-h/DSC09621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gmS0YdQI/AAAAAAAAAy4/r49PPsXkj3g/s320/DSC09621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124569268252865794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini tobasco sauce bottles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gMC0YdOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/_QAdLL_9b_k/s1600-h/DSC09616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gMC0YdOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/_QAdLL_9b_k/s320/DSC09616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124568817281299682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, N and I played rounds of UNO H2O! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gmS0YdRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/sLTitjQ6sAI/s1600-h/DSC09624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4gmS0YdRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/sLTitjQ6sAI/s320/DSC09624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124569268252865810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheeky boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm really tired. 2nd day of school was okay I guess. Week 1 for me is pretty slack cos tutorials only start on week 2. I've school tomorrow at 6-7pm haha! Same lect group as Jemmy can't wait ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-793535765521800467?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/793535765521800467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=793535765521800467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/793535765521800467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/793535765521800467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/picture-post-some-cruise-photos-ft.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4Rfi0YcyI/AAAAAAAAAvI/SbuhbYiHWA8/s72-c/collage27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7257939256418404244</id><published>2007-10-22T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:01:41.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4o6i0YdTI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z5tcXtH4RoA/s1600-h/collage35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4o6i0YdTI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z5tcXtH4RoA/s320/collage35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124578412238239026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been awesome! I haven't had the time to update bout any of it. The Sentosa trip on friday, work at the cafe on saturday and the one-day touch tournament at NUS on sunday. I will organize my pictures and do a proper post soon. Meanwhile, school has officially started again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tkAd-Vcrud/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tkAd-Vcrud/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been stuck in my head ever since I heard it play from the cafe's playlist last sat. I couldn't find any version of it on the internet that could match up to the one I'd heard tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the world needs now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is love, sweet love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7257939256418404244?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7257939256418404244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7257939256418404244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7257939256418404244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7257939256418404244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/past-week-has-been-awesome-i-havent-had.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rx4o6i0YdTI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z5tcXtH4RoA/s72-c/collage35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4160501509335658420</id><published>2007-10-17T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:40:36.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BABY IS BACK! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a huge dinner at Jeremy's place and watched Scooby Doo with his little cousin Nat while waiting for Jeremy and his mom to come back home from cruise. I was so excited to see him again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I finally got my hug! *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling got me some nice treats from his trip. A tupperware of sweet desserts(my fave!), a very cute bikini and a sexy green pareo to match with it! I love it! Thanks babe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we cuddled up and he told me bout his trip and showed me photos and videos with his camera. Photos are hilarious! And as he scrolls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is when... This is... This is... Oh that's me!... This is where... This is the... Oh that's me again! ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should hear him say it, it's so funny! Haha and his self-shots are so cute please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the ride home on the bicycle I told him bout how I screwed up at practice and how disappointed I am at myself. He listened and told me alot of things. And I felt so much better and relieved after that. I also told him bout my bad dream two nights ago! And it actually sounded pretty darn silly when I said it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Tell me bout your bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh... A girl was kissing you! She was in a bikineeeeee *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh hahaha silly you, it's only a dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: She looked like a witch, very evil, but sexy body la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahahaha oh. You know they say dreams are the opposite of what will really happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: So &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; will be kissing the girl instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Noooo! How bout &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; kissing some other guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: No, I will never do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Okay, then we have nothing to worry about. Okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having a little retarded conversation there(like we always do haha). Btw it's meant to be funny ha. Oh I refined the convo a little for viewers' pleasure heh heh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I like crazy Jeremy. But sometimes I like the serious and matured Jeremy, esp at times like these :) I think I've come to appreciate all of him. Thanks again babe for listening. And the encouragement. I was kinda surprised actually, prolly cos I haven't seen this side of him for quite some time hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes in life our efforts may not be recognized, or we just get plain unlucky, or we're just simply not good enough, or maybe all of the above. Yeah the feeling isn't good at all, but I think at this point, it's really all up to me. So obstacles seem to appear in my life, one after another, but then again don't we all feel that way. All I need to do now is find a way around it and keep going forward, towards my destination. I don't wanna be stuck forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was working hard. Guess it's time to work even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school starts next week! Surplise surplise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 193px;" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/by_MechanicalLazarus.jpg" border="0" height="110" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So glad you're back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you so much, every day&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4160501509335658420?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4160501509335658420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4160501509335658420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4160501509335658420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4160501509335658420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5867848623704619791</id><published>2007-10-17T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:42:57.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the past 3 days, I've been crying while eating my brekkie/lunch/brunch(depending on the time I wake up haha ;) and why? Because I'd be watching Three Wishes! Every eps touches me and I'll start tearing up into my cup noodles. Like today, watching the husband tell his recently-blinded wife how much he loves her and how proud he is of her to have finally gained her confidence back was just moving to the max x10000 for me. It was great to see how much this man wanted to help his wife because he loved her so much and how he stayed strong for the both of them. Hmmm it kinda gives me hope that true love does exist afterall :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm invited for dinner tonight by uncle Edward! Hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5867848623704619791?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5867848623704619791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5867848623704619791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5867848623704619791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5867848623704619791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-past-3-days-ive-been-crying-while.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7679235398972429700</id><published>2007-10-16T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T12:57:35.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even though you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like to nag at me alot,&lt;br /&gt;tickle me so hard just to "make me laugh",&lt;br /&gt;care bout your biceps more sometimes(as evident from picture below haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxUVQi0YcvI/AAAAAAAAAuw/jddo_ZGtGy8/s320/DSC06381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122023525172409074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just simply drive me insane at times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally miss all of that(maybe in a twisted way haha).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug, badly. And I want it from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7679235398972429700?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7679235398972429700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7679235398972429700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7679235398972429700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7679235398972429700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/even-though-you.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxUVQi0YcvI/AAAAAAAAAuw/jddo_ZGtGy8/s72-c/DSC06381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-3930888061631799924</id><published>2007-10-16T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:26:16.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations(not), you are the weakest link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-3930888061631799924?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/3930888061631799924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=3930888061631799924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3930888061631799924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3930888061631799924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/congratulationsnot-you-are-weakest-link_16.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-527831767439708816</id><published>2007-10-16T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:36:07.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a really bad dream last night and the horrible thing was, I kept waking up and when I went back to sleep, the bad dream just continued! And it just got worst every time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that... I saw... And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope training tonight will cheer me up. Oh, I finally wrote many many letters. Can put it in the box later! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-527831767439708816?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/527831767439708816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=527831767439708816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/527831767439708816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/527831767439708816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-had-really-bad-dream-last-night-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-3962767688775620455</id><published>2007-10-15T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:40:46.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Make my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOcQS0YcjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/HfhO4j9b_4E/s1600-h/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOcQS0YcjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/HfhO4j9b_4E/s320/DSC01192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121609004993770034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sun today and so we stayed in instead of going for a tan. Ymei's having a hard time with her sunburn anyways I like poking her back just to annoy her and make her scream haha. We went to play a bit of pool. 'Twas just hilarious and we laughed so much :D We even made friends with the security guard Dino haha and we saw the cutest white fluffy dog. I think Edelweiss Park is a lovely place to stay at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us girls decided to make dinner! Dug out whatever we could find from the fridge and decided to make spaghetti and some crabsticks and fishcakes! We made quite a mess and her mom was kinda horrified. Haha! But I'll say twas quite a success considering that Ymei the princess has never cooked before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfsi0YckI/AAAAAAAAAtY/XPdZxgnXotk/s1600-h/DSC01202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfsi0YckI/AAAAAAAAAtY/XPdZxgnXotk/s320/DSC01202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121612788859957826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the sauce turned out a lil sour cos I put in too much tomatoes but everyone still finished their plates clean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfsy0YclI/AAAAAAAAAtg/F1rg0xsx1w0/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfsy0YclI/AAAAAAAAAtg/F1rg0xsx1w0/s320/DSC01200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121612793154925138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOftC0YcmI/AAAAAAAAAto/ozqPpNoddjo/s1600-h/DSC01208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOftC0YcmI/AAAAAAAAAto/ozqPpNoddjo/s320/DSC01208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121612797449892450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfti0YcnI/AAAAAAAAAtw/7JSZpB2rV3Y/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfti0YcnI/AAAAAAAAAtw/7JSZpB2rV3Y/s320/DSC01211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121612806039827058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vegetables Ymei insisted on cooking which turned out to be really really salty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfuC0YcoI/AAAAAAAAAt4/QfKD-g2nAdY/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOfuC0YcoI/AAAAAAAAAt4/QfKD-g2nAdY/s320/DSC01214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121612814629761666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate with marshmallows to accompany us while watching the telly. We watched the finale of the channel 8 drama where everybody died haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOhIS0YcpI/AAAAAAAAAuA/uWKoPcdhgkU/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOhIS0YcpI/AAAAAAAAAuA/uWKoPcdhgkU/s320/DSC01220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121614365112955538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy girl multitasking ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came to fetch me back at night. And I hope the girl cheered up a little today. No more sulking ok! Smileee :) I had a good day and I'll end it with a yo mama joke ok here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yo Mama's so fat, every time she goes outside wearing her yellow raincoat, everyone goes, "Look, it's the Magic School Bus!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-3962767688775620455?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/3962767688775620455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=3962767688775620455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3962767688775620455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/3962767688775620455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/make-my-day-no-sun-today-and-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxOcQS0YcjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/HfhO4j9b_4E/s72-c/DSC01192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6206112458583878893</id><published>2007-10-15T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:08:05.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got a call from Penang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))))))))))))))))))))))) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6206112458583878893?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6206112458583878893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6206112458583878893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6206112458583878893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6206112458583878893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-got-call-from-penang.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-9079490768208211763</id><published>2007-10-14T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:09:53.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hello, I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1AS0YcfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6pjA_hCQVoc/s1600-h/Image183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1AS0YcfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6pjA_hCQVoc/s320/Image183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121214005441491442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1Bi0YchI/AAAAAAAAAtA/OT0qiulFLRM/s1600-h/Image182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1Bi0YchI/AAAAAAAAAtA/OT0qiulFLRM/s320/Image182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121214026916327954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodles on a balloon a customer left behind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1CC0YciI/AAAAAAAAAtI/F-AJzukX60Q/s1600-h/Image186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1CC0YciI/AAAAAAAAAtI/F-AJzukX60Q/s320/Image186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121214035506262562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1BC0YcgI/AAAAAAAAAs4/LOMPdZEEjgM/s1600-h/Image185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1BC0YcgI/AAAAAAAAAs4/LOMPdZEEjgM/s320/Image185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121214018326393346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was a blast today! (Maybe cos the boss wasn't around hehe :D) I made a new friend - her name's Megan! She's so bubbly and funny she tickles my toes :) We played UNO when there weren't any orders. We were playing and laughing so much till this group of kids came to watch us and every time there was a customer we would put our cards down and run to the counter haha. I lost the first round and as a forfeit I had to go down to Makan Sutra to buy dinner for the two of them. Da:ns festival is now on at the esplanade! There was some break dancing going on at the waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the New Paper New Face winner Miriam Wright is Jordan's girlfriend! Jordan is Helen's son. I've met her at the cafe a few times and I think she looks even prettier in person. Expected her to win and she really did :) $10,000 cash prize! Sometimes I really think girls who've got the looks can get anything. Yes so the cliche saying goes what matters is who you are on the inside but that isn't the case most of the times is it. At least I don't think so. Who you are inside isn't all that matters. So the world's a little cruel, what's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I lost 2nd round of UNO again and had to mop the kitchen. Poots. Customers were all nice today except for one girl she was a little rude but that's ok I'm glad I'm not like her :) And yup the 3 of us did gossip a little and shared a little bit more bout our lives to each other. Jim says I've grown taller and I look better brown haha. Meg says Helen talks to her bout me all the time and she was glad to finally meet me aww! :) Anyways I had a good time working with the 2 of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did a quick closing and a final game of UNO before heading to the station and I was gonna top up my ez link card at the control station but the Jimmy complained bout the long queue so we went to one of the top-up machines instead. I only had my $50 note and after slotting it into the machine I realized it won't give me any change and I didn't want to top up $50 into my card so I decided to take it out and go back to the counter. And God knows why Jimmy suddenly said "Come I show you!" and took my card from me and put it back in, slotted the note in and pressed &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; and he looked at me with a satisfied look on his face "There, can already!". I didn't even have time to scream stop! I think only after he saw the look on my face did he realize I never intended to top up $50 into my card. Haha big &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UH-OH&lt;/span&gt;s written all over his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: I err accidentally topped up $50 into my card. Can I take some out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Control Station&lt;/span&gt;: I'm sorry you can't withdraw any money from your ez link card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Err... please? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Control Station&lt;/span&gt;: No we can't I'm sorry. But you can use the money inside to buy a macdonald's meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a genius friend. Ok so I know he was only trying to help haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up my day. Mom enjoyed the strawberry cheesecake I brought back for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me! mywhimsicality@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If we are both lying under the sky right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;looking at the same star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wondering the same things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I miss my bicycle partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-9079490768208211763?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/9079490768208211763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=9079490768208211763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9079490768208211763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9079490768208211763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-i-miss-you-doodles-on-balloon.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxI1AS0YcfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6pjA_hCQVoc/s72-c/Image183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4911529286086453500</id><published>2007-10-13T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T10:28:20.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, Happy Hari Raya to all my Malay friends! I woke up without realizing it's already the 13th until I went to the kitchen and saw the boxes of food my lovely Malay neighbours brought over for us. I always look forward to her chocolate swiss rolls the most because they're super addictive! See, it's finished already hehe *licks fingers* So I'm really lucky to have such generous neighbours(who knows how to bake and cook well! Double :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxDTES0YccI/AAAAAAAAAsY/DM3BWP1ZpXY/s1600-h/whitewithrainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxDTES0YccI/AAAAAAAAAsY/DM3BWP1ZpXY/s320/whitewithrainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120824847044735426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxDTES0YcdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/l5fndw40d6c/s1600-h/neon-ish+red+and+black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxDTES0YcdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/l5fndw40d6c/s320/neon-ish+red+and+black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120824847044735442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these polaroids! Vintage! I fell in love when I saw these pictures but sadly they have already been sold. I am looking for more sales coming up (hopefully very soon!). I'm interested in getting a new gadget and then I saw these. Anyone knows anything bout polaroids or where to get nice ones tell me okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last mon I was in school for adventure club camp. Our groupmates were nice people, did talk with the girls for a bit. Turns out this girl Al-leen was the Roxy salesgirl who took down Clar and Shir's details when I accompanied them there last week to apply for a job. What a small world we live in :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night walk was at this deserted bike trail at Pasir Ris and it's quite scary, esp when you get some of the FAs stationed at random parts of the trail and it's so dark I didn't really know if they're that black thing I saw moving in the bushes or was it just my own imagination. I'm  glad I partnered Jeremy because he made me feel safe and I could squeeze his hand till there wasn't any blood left in it and it would still be okay ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was high elements course and the coach made me be the second one to climb that crazy scary one that seemed like it was all the way up in the sky! I seem to have an affinity with these high elements stuff. I rmbr the other time at a sec 3 camp I was picked to go up the high element first haha. I am not terribly afraid of heights but it does get a little scary up there but with some encouragement I'm glad I finished it :) I really loved the flying fox too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laser challenge was retarded haha I didn't even know what I was shooting. Diu diu diu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that camp was mediocre plus some things that got me feelin' funny but it's resolved now so all's good :) (and I missed training again poots). Was starting to feel sick from the lack of rest so I packed up tues night after dinner and bid everyone adieu. I really like our FA Faizah. She's just really kind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed night I requested for a night ride and so we went for a short ride round the neighbourhood where I got to be a 'biker's chick' again hehe I absolutely loved it. I guess I know why I've always dreamed of being a biker's chick. I think it's cool and thrilling to be behind on a fast vehicle and it's also sorta romantic and sweet to hold on tight to the person who's riding haha. But ya in case you were wondering, that night we were riding a bicycle not a motorbike. Well biker's chick in a different way :) And I had a fun time singing and playing pretend behind him. Ah! Giant flying cockroach! Doooodge! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri was off to Jurong East again to the swimming complex but the slides were still closed :( And then it started to pour. So we played around in the water for abit. I think I almost drowned in the waves cos silly me kept jumping at the wrong times haha. And I don't like guys who wear goggles, esp when they're in a funpool. It's like they wear it to go underwater to look at girls ew. Anyways we had fun with our doughnut floats till it became too cold to swim anymore. After our showers Jeremy bought one loaf of garlic bread one for each of us and it was love in my tummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sat afternoon was spent cycling around Tampines to Tenah Merah where we passed alot of malay families all dressed up. I think us chinese should make it a point to wear traditional costumes too. You hardly see anyone except the middle aged aunties wearing qipaos during chinese new years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we went up a multi-storey carpark and down just for that cheap thrill and boy was my butt aching. My pink shorts got dirtied too :( At Sunplaza Park we saw this group of people playing this interesting game called Woodball. Haha they looked like they were having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to cycle to Ymei's house too but the girl said she was going out so we decided to head back home. That was when I almost crashed directly into this girl's behind. I think I was drifting in space for that moment or something I didn't see her at all until she was right in front of me! I shudder to think what would happen if I didn't swerve away at the last min. Aite silly me aside I had fun today. Definitely gonna miss Jeremy when he leaves for his cruise vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxD5iy0YceI/AAAAAAAAAso/qr1Tf36_9gc/s1600-h/DSC08970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxD5iy0YceI/AAAAAAAAAso/qr1Tf36_9gc/s320/DSC08970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120867152472601058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny funny love is funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to meet up with the girls soon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumei cheer up! Be a lil more optimistic, it's still a long way ahead! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice chat with my cousin just now. Can't wait to catch up with them too &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to dear Jeremy, despite everything, thanks for making me feel protected and loved when I'm around you. Yes I feel it and it makes me smile. Have fun at cruise and come back safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a princess! Haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4911529286086453500?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4911529286086453500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4911529286086453500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4911529286086453500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4911529286086453500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/firstly-happy-hari-raya-to-all-my-malay.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RxDTES0YccI/AAAAAAAAAsY/DM3BWP1ZpXY/s72-c/whitewithrainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-9180318999151416050</id><published>2007-10-11T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:12:32.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess who's back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendlies at SP this evening. Had a good time watching learning and playing on the field again! I'm lovin' the ball game more and more each time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this funny black dot that's sitting on my right cheek and it amuses me everytime I look into the mirror. Jemmy says I look like Mandy Moore's evil twin. Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like bike rides :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More bout my 4 days soon. Have a happy day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was shocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;flabbergasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and eventually stunned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;into silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-9180318999151416050?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/9180318999151416050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=9180318999151416050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9180318999151416050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/9180318999151416050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-whos-back-friendlies-at-sp-this.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7670900866396903993</id><published>2007-10-07T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:40:25.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Photobooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkTTS0YcKI/AAAAAAAAAqI/f_Bxwv9npgw/s320/Photo+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118643673673265314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkTUi0YcOI/AAAAAAAAAqo/hbltMgbIa4I/s320/Photo+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118643695148101858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkWGS0YcPI/AAAAAAAAAqw/gkCc_-XSaX4/s320/Photo+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118646748869849330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkWGi0YcQI/AAAAAAAAAq4/B-LYH_SKFII/s320/Photo+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118646753164816642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkWGi0YcRI/AAAAAAAAArA/Amqf8F5LWck/s320/Photo+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118646753164816658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkWGy0YcSI/AAAAAAAAArI/7jnaLO93zic/s320/Photo+109001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118646757459783970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkWxC0YcVI/AAAAAAAAArg/qLZpyqJ4c0Y/s320/Photo+104002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118647483309257042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkWxS0YcWI/AAAAAAAAAro/kopO5dKkjrA/s320/Photo+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118647487604224354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkWxS0YcXI/AAAAAAAAArw/7X_YCTaba-8/s320/Photo+108001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118647487604224370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent shopping with mommy dearest and bringing her around to eat all my favourite snacks. We had so much fun! I adore her to bits :) Then 'twas a huge dinner at Simpang with Jeremy at night. There was a football match going on and 'twas quite fun shouting with everyone else whenever a player missed or when there was a goal hehe. I wanted to support the other team but J says I better not shout if they should score a goal cos we were surrounded by Man U fans haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back and we watched The Perfect Man. I know Heather Lockhart had a lot of plastic surgery or something but she looks really gorgeous. Hilary Duff is such a pretty face too :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's heavy downpour made me feel so lazy but dragged myself out in the end and no regrets! I finally caught The Nanny Diaries! It's quite different from the book but I enjoyed it as it is nonetheless. 'Twas even quite touching and made me tear a little. Grayer totally melts me when he looks at Nanny with those big sad eyes. Very heartwarming and funny movie, loved it :) (Scarlett Johansson has a fabulous figure! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had dinner at Fish and Co. Seafood platter for two! Just like our very first date hehe. He ate all the prawns and I had all the mussels. Next time when you eat at F&amp;amp;C, try their butter garlic and spicy mango sauces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkhNC0YcYI/AAAAAAAAAr4/RYoCPK3Yroo/s320/DSC09063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118658959461872002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkhNS0YcZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/-p1Vx_SOyoE/s320/DSC09068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118658963756839314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing along to Rob Thomas's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lonely no more &lt;/span&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkhNS0YcaI/AAAAAAAAAsI/9hu7wf1QNxQ/s320/DSC09082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118658963756839330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're both good eaters :) Thanks for the treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab back and the driver was so cool. He was so fast and he kept swerving and cutting lanes and we held on to each other at the back haha cheap thrill(okay, not exactly cheap). He was prolly some car racer or someone aspiring to be one haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done packing my bags for camp tomorrow! Mommy kept waking up to come see me pack just now. I think she misses me already x) So we snapped a picture and I told her I'd call her every day from camp. So I think now she can finally sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkhNi0YcbI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/fvSBpvJ0nmc/s320/DSC09086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118658968051806642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was good :) Be back on thurs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7670900866396903993?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7670900866396903993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7670900866396903993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7670900866396903993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7670900866396903993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/photobooth-i-had-good-laugh-d-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwkTTS0YcKI/AAAAAAAAAqI/f_Bxwv9npgw/s72-c/Photo+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5474210040208256138</id><published>2007-10-06T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T11:01:34.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That meant alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5474210040208256138?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5474210040208256138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5474210040208256138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5474210040208256138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5474210040208256138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/that-meant-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6826756868350796204</id><published>2007-10-05T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:52:01.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TPSC's sub comm was so mean they only sent me their email this morning at 7am. I waited up for their email bout the camp's details till 2am. Silly me didn't think of checking my mail when I woke up this morning. I could have packed my bags last minute and went for the camp which starts at 12 noon! Ohwells. So I went to that swimmie place at Jurong with C and S today. I was late but the both of them were even later! Anyways 'twas quite fun in there! I'm sunburnt and dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouts. I laughed a lot today. Maybe I laughed abit of my happiness away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read something that you'd rather not read cos you know how badly it would make you feel no matter how far the situation might be from your imagination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone to hold me tight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That would be very nice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone to love me right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That would be very nice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone to understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Each little dream in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone to take my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And be a team with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So nice, life would be so nice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If one day I'd find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone who would take my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And samba through life with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And they say patience is a virtue. Patience, Yeebie. Everything will come in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world. Smile at me and make my day, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6826756868350796204?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6826756868350796204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6826756868350796204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6826756868350796204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6826756868350796204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/tpscs-sub-comm-was-so-mean-they-only.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1147987179735864027</id><published>2007-10-03T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:54:35.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up at 6 today, followed the family out and dropped off my brother at his school, just like old times haha. I remember last year, every morning during the car ride, my eyes would be half closed and I would be in this dreamy mood. Some things never change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped out at mom's office. Did some printing and accounting and promptly fell asleep on the sofa after. Oh dear I was really sleepy! When I woke up lunch was on the table. I've such a nice mommy really. Hugged her goodbye after lunch and headed down to Downtown for a short swim and tan. The sun is awfully hot today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our little fun J and I went to the bike shop to collect his new bike. He's been contemplating on getting a new bike and today I guess he was feeling lucky so he chose one and we collected it after the uncle fixed on the backseat :) So 'twas really funny we went to the park to practise riding it with me behind. 'Twas really scary at first the bike wouldn't go straight and I was holding on and laughing and it would just make things worst. But after a few rounds of practising he kinda got the hang of it yay! So we rode from Pasir Ris back to Tampines. It was a rough ride but I enjoyed it very very much :))) It's the first time someone has ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ongbang&lt;/span&gt;ed me on a bicycle and it felt like I was one of those coy Chinese ladies on the back of the bicycles of their lovers you see in those oldies movies ooh very romantic! This ride home is probably the happiest one I've had :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwPXEC0YcJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/IX1JSRqMpeI/s200/DSC08975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117170066099040402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new love, cycling!&lt;br /&gt;More cycling for us, less cabbing haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I felt very loved and pampered. I'm the luckiest girl in the world! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1147987179735864027?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1147987179735864027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1147987179735864027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1147987179735864027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1147987179735864027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-woke-up-at-6-today-followed-family.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwPXEC0YcJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/IX1JSRqMpeI/s72-c/DSC08975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4007174010299222981</id><published>2007-10-02T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:45:10.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwO7SC0YcGI/AAAAAAAAApo/65YMPjEH9FY/s1600-h/sunshine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwO7SC0YcGI/AAAAAAAAApo/65YMPjEH9FY/s200/sunshine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117139520291631202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo with the girls today before training in the evening. Short short meetup but 'twas good nonetheless! Hopefully the next time we meet up again I'll have more b-ling bling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not trying hard enough&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4007174010299222981?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4007174010299222981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4007174010299222981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4007174010299222981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4007174010299222981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-was-really-sunny-i-am-not-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RwO7SC0YcGI/AAAAAAAAApo/65YMPjEH9FY/s72-c/sunshine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6010536824799675876</id><published>2007-10-01T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T10:13:33.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read what you wrote and I'm very sad that you think that way. Then again what I read felt so familiar to me. I do feel that way sometimes too, but I understand. Everything's so different now. Different schools, different commitments for every one of us. I do try, you know? I don't feel like I have many friends left. In fact, you are the only one whom I can tell anything and everything to because I know you would understand. I understand that you guys are busy with school and other commitments and sometimes when I get really lonely I really wished the two of you would be with me. But you can't. But I know that doesn't mean you guys care any less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about where you stand. You should know where you stand. We don't even have to promise each other or make pacts or any of those fancy fancy rituals to be "bestfriends forever!" because we're more than that. We understand each other, we know what we've found. I've found a friend in you. Someone who will be there with me on this long and tough journey I have ahead. Someone who will make my days better, no matter how small a difference, no matter that we don't get to meet up that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make empty promises. I keep to my promises. And today, I promised to be at the gym with Jeremy. I'm sorry I had to turn you down and I guess in a way, I did not explain it to you. Hopefully that is why you started having those silly thoughts. Please! Throw them away. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; care, and so does Ling. Don't feel that way anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeebie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6010536824799675876?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6010536824799675876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6010536824799675876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6010536824799675876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6010536824799675876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/10/dear-you-i-read-what-you-wrote-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1661261283483790526</id><published>2007-10-01T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T10:10:17.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the day</title><content type='html'>If I could have any ability I want, I think the ability to sing really well would be nice. I don't like it when I'm singing along to a song and I've to stop cos I can't hit that fricking high note. Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were busy bees at the cafe today. Got to know a new friend Rodo. All the way from UK! And I got a really good look at Seraphina today. I won't stop gushing about how beautiful she is simply because she is. I like babies. I want one (someday) hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming to see me home after work &lt;3 Strangely enough, after a whole day of busying around I found myself released of whatever bad feelings I had about yesterday :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;921 views in Sept I think that's quite amazing :o&lt;br /&gt;Haha Happy Children's Day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1661261283483790526?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1661261283483790526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1661261283483790526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1661261283483790526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1661261283483790526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day'/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7643017279638314960</id><published>2007-09-29T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:09:38.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See tiny fingers and tiny toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bright baby eyes, cute baby nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear baby gurgles and baby sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And momma singing lullabies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E4i0Yb1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/_XJkDSA7JWo/s1600-h/DSC08922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E4i0Yb1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/_XJkDSA7JWo/s200/DSC08922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115672333693513554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E5C0Yb2I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Sg3lVmVK0mY/s1600-h/DSC08929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E5C0Yb2I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Sg3lVmVK0mY/s200/DSC08929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115672342283448162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy got all the attention he could get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E5S0Yb3I/AAAAAAAAAns/5O7Ve4jkGRM/s1600-h/DSC08930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E5S0Yb3I/AAAAAAAAAns/5O7Ve4jkGRM/s200/DSC08930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115672346578415474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jialin with Emmaeus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E5y0Yb5I/AAAAAAAAAn8/COdvvDBkk4E/s1600-h/DSC08937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E5y0Yb5I/AAAAAAAAAn8/COdvvDBkk4E/s200/DSC08937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115672355168350098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire with Emmaeus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6OCi0Yb_I/AAAAAAAAAos/x1f7AO90smI/s200/DSC08943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115682401096855538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N0y0Yb6I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ilOmLmSigMQ/s1600-h/DSC08944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N0y0Yb6I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ilOmLmSigMQ/s200/DSC08944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115682164873654178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N0y0Yb7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/I8i13swbWW8/s1600-h/DSC08947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N0y0Yb7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/I8i13swbWW8/s200/DSC08947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115682164873654194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we meet again! &lt;3! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N1C0Yb9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/w8-xcQ4_Bbg/s1600-h/DSC08962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N1C0Yb9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/w8-xcQ4_Bbg/s200/DSC08962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115682169168621522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brother and sister monkeying around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6PwC0YcBI/AAAAAAAAAo8/D3-80-ngTBM/s1600-h/DSC08968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6PwC0YcBI/AAAAAAAAAo8/D3-80-ngTBM/s200/DSC08968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115684282292531218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith and her potty toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N1S0Yb-I/AAAAAAAAAok/tU07K1-_v3s/s1600-h/DSC08964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6N1S0Yb-I/AAAAAAAAAok/tU07K1-_v3s/s200/DSC08964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115682173463588834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The center of attention today: Seraphina!&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world beautiful girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice day meeting up with everyone back at the cafe to celebrate baby Sera's one month! How time flies. I'd missed the girls so much, glad to know they're fine and all lookin' good! We also went to support Syltra's performance at the waterfront. Before the esplanade Jeremy and I went to Ikea to look at cabinets and I got myself a nice beach towel before leaving. Well all in all, a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It meant alot to me. You don't even try to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/onblur="try&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7643017279638314960?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7643017279638314960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7643017279638314960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7643017279638314960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7643017279638314960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/see-tiny-fingers-and-tiny-toes-bright.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rv6E4i0Yb1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/_XJkDSA7JWo/s72-c/DSC08922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-2105120904379197739</id><published>2007-09-28T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T12:51:10.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Girl lazes by poolside, daydreams and makes a hundred and one excuses for herself not to get into the gym. Boy finishes his workout, comes out from gym and pulls girl in. He stands next to girl as she does her runs and toning exercises, encourages her and tells her stories of how he'd torture his team if he were a coach haha. Girl whines a little(ok maybe just a little more than a little hehe) but boy keeps a straight face and tells her to go on. Girl runs 3km and does some serious muscle toning! Roars! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say the boy is Jeremy and the girl is none other than me!  It's like having a personal trainer how cool. So today both of us had satisfying sessions at the gym :) Okay so it was kinda tough but after I finished my sets I felt awesome! Really gotta thank him for all the motivating and the sweaty encouraging kiss! Hehe nice guy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that his dad's friend(who was also in the gym) told him that his dad told him that he's very happy cos his son has found a good girlfriend :))))) That meant alot to me and I was very happy when I heard that *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie I think my armpit muscle just twitched involuntarily. Time for bed and sweet dreams :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I really liked today also because I got to do something I haven't done for a long time and missed very much. I looked at him sleep. Hehe might sound silly but really, try looking at someone you love fast asleep it's beautiful. And of course I jumped in and gave a big morning hug! And the first person he saw when he woke up was me! That's my cherry on top! *pops cherry in mouth* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-2105120904379197739?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/2105120904379197739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=2105120904379197739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2105120904379197739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2105120904379197739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/girl-lazes-by-poolside-daydreams-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5588768730228992877</id><published>2007-09-27T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:55:46.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is on vacation today :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pool today with the hunkydory. I am beginning to like the game more hehe. The boy refuses to help me out anymore saying that I'm no longer a noob when I think I actually still am! Don't stop teaching me please I wanna learn more from you! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jemmy kept teasing me on the bus and I was feelin' a little cheeky so I got him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Me (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rather loudly&lt;/span&gt;): Hey you farted?&lt;br /&gt;Me again after awhile (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;louder&lt;/span&gt;): Huh you farted again?&lt;br /&gt;Me again (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loudest&lt;/span&gt;): You farted again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idah and her boyfriend who happened to be sitting near us laughed out loud and 'twas quite hilarious cos Jemmy had that speechless look on his face which just made it seem like he was embarrassed and guilty of the deed hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Revenge is sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while watching my new favourite channel 8 9pm drama, we had cravings for KFC so we hurried down to the one near the round market and ordered a takeaway then ran to the tv at the round market to watch the last 5 mins of the show. Haha! I missed my show today because of training but no regrets! I kinda like wet-weather trainings haha. We did lots of jumping and running. I always thought my leg muscles are quite strong but I think after training today there's alot of room for improvement definitely. Got to keep up with training and then hopefully I'll get to play my first game in dec! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very broke and very hungry. Gym and some sunkissin' tooms I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a weekend job back at the cafe. Cappuccino for you, miss? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/t9GZoMnjHo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/t9GZoMnjHo/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I guess this song is for all you out there with a broken heart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5588768730228992877?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5588768730228992877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5588768730228992877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5588768730228992877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5588768730228992877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/pool-today-with-my-mr-charming.html' title='The sun is on vacation today :)'/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6217237726530850637</id><published>2007-09-25T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:58:30.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy birthday dearest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize my posts have been less than substantial of late. I open up a page to create a new post but find myself at a lost for words and sometimes only random words come into mind. Haha probably writer's block or whatsitcalled? And I seem to have lost my sense of humour too. I can't think of anything funny to write anymore.  Anyway, some photos from tues night at Pasir Ris. Last min decision not to go for training so had a hearty meal at Pizza Hut instead :) I hope he enjoyed it as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Mooncake Festival has been quite a disappointment for me cos I did not have enough mooncakes to satisfy my cravings! We didn't buy so many this year and my bro has been eating up everyone's share. Must be O lvl's stress he's been eating so much lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasir Ris Park. Night with candles and lanterns, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq2Ey0YbfI/AAAAAAAAAks/_vBhF67ofuQ/s200/DSC08833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114600520309829106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jemmy and I ran first thing to this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;swingswing&lt;/span&gt; thing and had hell&lt;br /&gt;of a great time swinging to and fro :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq2FC0YbgI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dOBjB5e9i0E/s200/DSC08863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114600524604796418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq2FS0YbhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/6GlN7CbmRTY/s200/DSC08874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114600528899763730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq2FS0YbiI/AAAAAAAAAlE/WwhB0Ke1zfY/s200/DSC08876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114600528899763746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am good at nice shots hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq2Fi0YbjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/recw2kXBmBM/s200/DSC08877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114600533194731058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq4Ai0YbkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/oEx11vK3GFw/s200/DSC08858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114602646318640706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq4Ay0YblI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Q7KPSmx2HYs/s200/DSC08882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114602650613608018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy and Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq4Ay0YbmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/hPAzZ16uclQ/s200/DSC08883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114602650613608034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq4BC0YbnI/AAAAAAAAAls/dcjE7EUPnlw/s200/DSC08884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114602654908575346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha look at their faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq4BC0YboI/AAAAAAAAAl0/nFwNPF6DV68/s200/DSC08885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114602654908575362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy boy with his new pool glove :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq-6C0YbpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/2cuksM1LM5s/s200/DSC08887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114610231230885522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq-6S0YbqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/jXUtLaUxtN8/s200/DSC08889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114610235525852834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq-6i0YbrI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7u6U_OFWauU/s200/DSC08890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114610239820820146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay daidee underwear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like my presents too darling! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq-6i0YbsI/AAAAAAAAAmU/r_4ZmDnr-Ak/s200/DSC08896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114610239820820162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean emoing haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq-6y0YbtI/AAAAAAAAAmc/gQdRTWfIQAA/s200/DSC08899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114610244115787474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Ting and Angelina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvrA0i0YbvI/AAAAAAAAAms/vBxRSRXbwpA/s200/DSC08911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114612335764860658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this! I never dared think anybody would be able to lift me up on their shoulders but he did it. My boyfriend is so strong haha. Thanks for making me feel like a little girl all over again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvrA0y0YbwI/AAAAAAAAAm0/4Roa31oGWi0/s200/DSC08915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114612340059827970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolyce, who turns 17 on Sept 26th :) Jemmy and I bought the cake!(which was used as a weapon of mass destruction soon after haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvrA0y0YbxI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Y-8wtPKjtiQ/s200/DSC08912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114612340059827986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvrA1C0YbyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/0xs6OvGjPlQ/s200/DSC08855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114612344354795298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crooked smile, kinda resembles me haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvrBFi0YbzI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Xc1nzfc_zZ4/s200/DSC08907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114612627822636850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day ended with a cake fight and we went home in the cab smelling like babies(milky and buttery haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you birthday boy! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Legally drunk&lt;/span&gt; now haha. He even went to buy his first 4D today hahahaha. And he happily flashed his card at the 7-11 aunty when we bought some drinks at night. I know he's been waiting for this day for a long time. Well as for me, I'm enjoyin' being 17 :) Don't wanna grow up yet! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Knock knock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Who's there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6217237726530850637?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6217237726530850637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6217237726530850637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6217237726530850637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6217237726530850637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-dearest-i-realize-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Rvq2Ey0YbfI/AAAAAAAAAks/_vBhF67ofuQ/s72-c/DSC08833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7542194095030234918</id><published>2007-09-25T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:33:01.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Come and make my heart Your home&lt;br /&gt;Come and be everything I am and all I know&lt;br /&gt;Search me through and through&lt;br /&gt;Till my heart becomes a home for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A home for You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;A home for You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Let everything I do&lt;br /&gt;open up a door for You to come through&lt;br /&gt;And that my heart will be a place&lt;br /&gt;Where You want to be…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my portion, filling up everything&lt;br /&gt;You are the fortune, that’s causing my heart to sing&lt;br /&gt;That it’s amazing&lt;br /&gt;That You could make Yourself at home with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="280" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1cJUH8T4Xj/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1cJUH8T4Xj/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="280" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7542194095030234918?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7542194095030234918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7542194095030234918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7542194095030234918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7542194095030234918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/come-and-make-my-heart-your-home-come.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-2415216222470212370</id><published>2007-09-25T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:19:13.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beach touch!&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I have exactly 2 months to look good in a bikini haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-2415216222470212370?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/2415216222470212370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=2415216222470212370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2415216222470212370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/2415216222470212370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/beach-touch-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8917156618981794425</id><published>2007-09-25T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:23:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvgYCC0YbeI/AAAAAAAAAkk/zVoc88sAFyI/s200/DSC08828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113863800274578914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no artist but I tried my best. And I can't even make myself look pretty in my own drawing haha. Ok time for bed goodnight world :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-8917156618981794425?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/8917156618981794425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=8917156618981794425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8917156618981794425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/8917156618981794425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-im-no-artist-but-i-tried-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvgYCC0YbeI/AAAAAAAAAkk/zVoc88sAFyI/s72-c/DSC08828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-100657007971058883</id><published>2007-09-24T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T14:06:29.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Roses are red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;       Violets are blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;       Please don't kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'cuz I have the flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-100657007971058883?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/100657007971058883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=100657007971058883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/100657007971058883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/100657007971058883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/roses-are-red-violets-are-blue-please.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4619097434008324635</id><published>2007-09-23T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:58:42.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sun spent at Jeremy's granny's house and his mom taught me how to play mahjong! Was quite confusing in the beginning but got the hang of it after awhile. Haha quite stressed having 5 people looking at me play and shouting "noooo!" whenever I'm about to make a wrong move. And I kinda helped his granny win one round for mahjong and I got a red packet before I went home hehe! We had yummy laksa for dinner prepared by his aunt. Then it was back at his place to cut his birthday cake! Got all giggly when I saw his dad singing the birthday song don't ask why! Hello soon-to-be birthday boy! Why must you go camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you're born in the zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;with the monkeys and donkeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you look like one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so primary school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4619097434008324635?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4619097434008324635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4619097434008324635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4619097434008324635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4619097434008324635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/sun-spent-at-jeremys-grannys-house-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1590310711783202167</id><published>2007-09-23T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:00:33.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbS_C0YbdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/jzudmADJhok/s200/DSC08619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113506407455944146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello special you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;weekend did you too? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1590310711783202167?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1590310711783202167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1590310711783202167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1590310711783202167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1590310711783202167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-special-you-i-will-miss-you-3.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbS_C0YbdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/jzudmADJhok/s72-c/DSC08619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1294291915293874640</id><published>2007-09-23T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:50:44.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbIbS0YbZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/4OjJLs8SJ3o/s1600-h/DSC08818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbIbS0YbZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/4OjJLs8SJ3o/s200/DSC08818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113494798159342994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things went a little downhill for me in the beginning of the week. I was sick and unhappy, with myself and everyone. I was restless and I couldn't find peace within myself, and that's when God seemed very far away. But then again without downs in my life how would I know how to appreciate the good times :) I'm just glad things are better now.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbMTi0YbbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/B2-OWNnUGwo/s1600-h/DSC08739.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;All I wanna do is find a way back into love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1294291915293874640?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1294291915293874640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1294291915293874640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1294291915293874640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1294291915293874640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-things-went-little-downhill-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbIbS0YbZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/4OjJLs8SJ3o/s72-c/DSC08818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4514277963758639614</id><published>2007-09-23T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:54:40.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbR3S0YbcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/hPtFyHfRFrI/s1600-h/DSC08739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbR3S0YbcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/hPtFyHfRFrI/s200/DSC08739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113505174800330178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fringe has finally grown long enough again to do the somersault! Haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4514277963758639614?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4514277963758639614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4514277963758639614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4514277963758639614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4514277963758639614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-fringe-has-finally-grown-long-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvbR3S0YbcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/hPtFyHfRFrI/s72-c/DSC08739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-1296540209012645254</id><published>2007-09-22T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:56:38.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shout outs to everyone(that I know who reads mw.blogspot! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jemmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok now, let's move on! Like you said we've been through so much. A blink of an eye and it's almost 2 years! It's like in a way we watched each other grow up adolescence and all haha. You've grown up quite abit and you're so much more confident of yourself now. So happy for you my dear. And yup ups and downs here and there but at the end of the day I still love you belly much :) PS. Sorry I forgot to bring home the lovely flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Yumei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who knows me inside-out and even tho we hardly get to meet up anymore we text each other like crazy hehe I love my bestfriend! I think you're talented and fab babe! It makes me sad whenever you say things to bring yourself down. So what if you think you're not be the best dancer or the best volleyballer or the best student but nobody has that attitude only you have. You're special you! Good luck for promos, bikini time after!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Huiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of catching up to do and I really miss you bestfriend. After your exams I guess. I know you're blur sometimes and you end up being super kanchiong and you'll panic drama mama haha. I hope everything will go okay and I hope you are taking good care of yourself! Aja fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray for your O's, chinese esp :) Believe in yourself! Don't panic again okay just take deep breaths and think of my face and be calm hahahahaha :) Just a while more and you'll be as free as a bird! Hang in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Seri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for your wedding invite you hot mama! Smile more, prettier that way haha. Miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Waany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My minah friend! You're gorgeous with the cutest dimples please stop comparing yourself with other minahs haha! You're a smart girl and I'm sure you'll find your happiness again someday. Give yourself time, stay strong and dance dance dance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice friend I can be crazy with but have serious talks with too. But it's been so long! Hopin' the hols are good for you and that I can see you at church someday and we can grow in faith together as cell mates haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jinny Yinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun-lovin' girl who's presence I can never miss because she's always loud and cheery haha. Nice knowing you and hoping to know you even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Amilia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty friend whom I haven't seen since the holidays started. Nice to share things with her cos she's a good listener :) Miss talking to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Valerie Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Disney woman better remember to update me bout things! :p Hoping you're not feeling so caught-in-the-middle anymore. I know the feeling, not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greeneatdots! You sweetface! Go get your few points for O's haha good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Teri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for your O's too girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cheryl Seng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squash is cool! Haha good luck for your promos pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;BK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for the promos! No problem for you I'm sure ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda inspired to do this after I read Jinny Yinny's comment for me on her blog(heh very sweet of you girl thank you :) it's 430am now and I'm really tired and groggy but I tried my best to write something for everyone. These are roughly the few people I know who have read my space here so yup. Have a good weekend people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-1296540209012645254?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/1296540209012645254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=1296540209012645254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1296540209012645254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/1296540209012645254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/shout-outs-to-everyonethat-i-know-who.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-6016135946916798525</id><published>2007-09-21T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:12:50.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A professor asked her class, "Why do people shout at each other when they are angry?" The class discussed &amp;amp; a few answers were offered but none that the professor was satisfied with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Finally, the professor said, "When people are angry with each other, their hearts are far apart. That's why they shout. But strangely, the more they shout, the further their hearts get, &amp;amp; the louder they go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The class was intrigued, &amp;amp; the professor went on. "On the other hand, when 2 people are in love, their hearts are very close to each other. That's why they whisper sweet nothings to each other. Sometimes, they needn't even use words but let their eyes do the talking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. So, the next time you are angry, bear in mind that your hearts are far apart. Let things cool down &amp;amp; when you know that your hearts have become closer once more, that would be the time to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Something I read while I was blog hopping :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFd0Y3lVBu4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFd0Y3lVBu4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're hungry&lt;br /&gt;love will keep us alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song made me smile :))))))))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-6016135946916798525?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/6016135946916798525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=6016135946916798525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6016135946916798525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/6016135946916798525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/professor-asked-her-class-why-do-people_21.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7464174744338788267</id><published>2007-09-20T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:22:23.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Training was good. Other than that, no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7464174744338788267?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7464174744338788267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7464174744338788267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7464174744338788267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7464174744338788267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/training-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-5737036098797965841</id><published>2007-09-18T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T11:12:38.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kitaro may look a little scary but I think he's awfully talented. His biography is so interesting. He taught himself the guitar "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never had education in music, I just learned to trust my ears and my feelings&lt;/span&gt;." and that was how his music career began. His music and the way he and his band play with such feeling touches me. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into the music&lt;/span&gt;! I don't really know much of his works but some of my favourites are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Koi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matsuri&lt;/span&gt;(yes the one we got to play during the sec sch days!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ru_1lK5M-DI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_0-PLleC7KE/s1600-h/DSC08380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ru_1lK5M-DI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_0-PLleC7KE/s200/DSC08380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111574121017047090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel like a granny! My stay-home Saturday and Sunday acted up my bad habit to binge eat, basically just raiding the fridge and eating too much. I couldn't help it I kept feeling hungry! I pretty much ate 3/4 of this whole pandan cake and I had 4 bananas, 4 bowls of desserts and lots of dimsum all in one day. But I paid for it. Woke up in the middle of the night feeling very unwell and puked all over my floor. 'Twas horrible. Now I don't know what's wrong but I'm still feeling sick but anyways I've learnt my lesson. Apologies to my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied darling shopping today and I kept having to sit down and rest after every hour or so. Weak old woman! After walking the shops at fareast and seeing some stuff I want I've been motivated to quickly get a job and and get some extra pocket money! Mommy has offered to let me help out at her office until I've found a part time job. Office jobs aren't really my thing but at least I'll get to spend more time with her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy went on a mad shopping spree and got himself many shirts. I think it's been a while since he's splurged so I'm happy for him. Haha. We had dessert at The Coffee Connoisseur. My first time there! Nice cosy place with funny cushy chairs haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvAKx65M-FI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Frc7fYVYaiA/s320/collage33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111597429804562514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We popped by Arts Cafe for a visit and had a lil chat with Helen and Eric. Helen's looking mighty fine! Nice talking to them and catching up a little. If I miss anything, it's working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvAPfq5M-GI/AAAAAAAAAh0/xY0WrJM78ZE/s1600-h/DSC08487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvAPfq5M-GI/AAAAAAAAAh0/xY0WrJM78ZE/s200/DSC08487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111602613830088802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvAPgK5M-HI/AAAAAAAAAh8/aSYA5Mq9zEQ/s1600-h/DSC08488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvAPgK5M-HI/AAAAAAAAAh8/aSYA5Mq9zEQ/s200/DSC08488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111602622420023410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red lanterns thingamabobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvARfa5M-II/AAAAAAAAAiE/tkN4hycibeI/s1600-h/DSC08523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/RvARfa5M-II/AAAAAAAAAiE/tkN4hycibeI/s200/DSC08523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111604808558377090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is funny, our failed attempt at self-timer shots hehe ok I'm going to bed. Going to the zoo tomorrow! Hope I'll be up and feeling all well and bouncy and I can go kiss the otters again! I'll keep praying for my health and leave the rest to Him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Really appreciated mommy staying by my bedside when I was sick and patting me to sleep just like old times. Not to mention cleaning up my mess without a single complaint. And papa for being very concerned bout me. I've got very selfless parents and I'm so grateful for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, the one who took care of me. Sponged me to bring my fever down(it created quite a scene but haha still, thank you) and just being there when I needed you. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;img src="http://www.planetsmilies.com/smilies/love/love0048.gif" /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a special date and although it may just be another date in the calender it's nice to know how far we've come and how much we've each grown :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-5737036098797965841?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/5737036098797965841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=5737036098797965841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5737036098797965841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/5737036098797965841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/kitaro-may-look-little-scary-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ru_1lK5M-DI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_0-PLleC7KE/s72-c/DSC08380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-7159062695481580865</id><published>2007-09-16T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T08:10:32.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supersize Me&lt;/span&gt;, I had cravings for McDonald's instead of swearing off it forever. I can be so weird. Okay so maybe it did gross me out a little when they showed how McNuggets &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;become&lt;/span&gt; McNuggets. I think 'twas quite an interesting movie bout America's people and their diets. Fast food epidemic! America is cool and all but they have the biggest problems too I swear. And it's quite amazing how McDonald's has such a great power over almost every one of us, even the little tots. Almost every one of us grew up having Happy Meals! See, it's sort of like communism in a way haha. They instill it in us when we're young! It's part of our childhood and there's no reason to hate it is there. So we grow up eating Macs and next time we'll bring our children to Macs and our children will bring their children to Macs and the cycle never ends and McDonald's will just keep growing and growing. But at who's expense? Haha if you're interested go watch Supersize Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on my list. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Nanny Diaries&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-7159062695481580865?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/7159062695481580865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=7159062695481580865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7159062695481580865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/7159062695481580865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-watching-supersize-me-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4128450970638184639</id><published>2007-09-15T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T08:51:41.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Laze-at-home-all-day Day! :D I watched Jawbreaker and Little Miss Sunshine on my laptop. Jawbreaker gave me the same creeps it gave when I watched it way back in primary school. But now that I'm more matured I understand the movie better. It's sort of like Mean Girls, only much darker and deeper I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Little Miss Sunshine tho! Every one in the family is so different and weird and they can't stand each other but they know they're family and family stick by each other. 'Twas very funny and heartwarming. Go watch! Little Olive is so adorable. So is the cute dysfunctional little yellow van ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ruv9TK5M-BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/lVQAkaUkpgk/s1600-h/littlemisssunshineposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ruv9TK5M-BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/lVQAkaUkpgk/s400/littlemisssunshineposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110456707965581330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4128450970638184639?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4128450970638184639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4128450970638184639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4128450970638184639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4128450970638184639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-is-laze-at-home-all-day-day-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXRTlhxYHGw/Ruv9TK5M-BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/lVQAkaUkpgk/s72-c/littlemisssunshineposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-4484058931521132466</id><published>2007-09-15T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T02:21:50.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like butterflies. I like bees too.&lt;br /&gt;They sting us but they make really good honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha just something this little girl said on tv which I found innocently cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friday was a total surprise. I was feeling sad and pessimistic the whole day. In the end I wrote him a (uberduper long) letter, attached it under the teddy bear's teeshirt and dropped it off at his house before heading to school for CG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets for going for CG and fellowship! Awesome. When G asked us which area are we trusting God in, I shared that I was trusting God to let me excel in touch. To let me go beyond my limit and see how far I can go, to a new place I've personally never been to. I also felt compelled to share my testimonial bout how I was healed but was quite hesitant at first because well, it's kinda personal and a wee bit gross :) But guess what, towards the end of CG, G kept asking if anyone else had any testimonials to share and I felt that that was my chance to speak and everything just fell nicely into place. Good news should be shared, no? :) Turned out this other friend in CG was going through the same thing as I did and she came and told me bout it after and I think what I shared gave her some hope at least wee. God works in an amazing way doesn't he :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper at Bedok's Blk 85 and we had fun talking and playing some silly games. Made some new friends too and had a good time. Forgot bout being sad and moapy for awhile there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the ride home on Merv's van I received an MMS and my heart melted. For that moment I just wanted to run home and call the sender of that MMS. But I got a shock when I was walking to my lift and that person I was thinking of all along, the whole day, was standing there! With my teddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was so happy I hugged him so tight and it never felt more real. I'm glad things turned out the way they did. I've read his reply to my letter(another paper rolled up under teddy's tee hehe) and I know a lot more bout him now, bout us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think as a relationship grows and people change, the relationship will go through many obstacles and that's when it'll be a test of how strong it really is. From what I've experienced, communication and effort is very important to make anything right again(and to keep it that way for as long as possible haha).&lt;br /&gt;I love you sweetheart special special you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20199511-4484058931521132466?l=mywhimsicality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/feeds/4484058931521132466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20199511&amp;postID=4484058931521132466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4484058931521132466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20199511/posts/default/4484058931521132466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywhimsicality.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-like-butterflies.html' title=''/><author><name>yeebieyayness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/naturellespell/DSC08735-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20199511.post-8426990994679403695</id><published>2007-09-13T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:47:28.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pulled my hamstrings on both legs. Poots :( Here's some info I found on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a grade one hamstring strain the signs may not be present until after the activity is over. There may be a sensation of cramp or tightness and a slight feeling of pain when the muscles are stretched or contracted. It also may be referred to as a "pulled hammy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a grade two hamstring strain there is immediate pain which is more severe than the pain of a grade one injury. It is confirmed by pain on stretch and contraction of the muscle. A grade two hamstring strain is usually sore to touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grade three hamstring strain is a catastrophic injury. There is an immediate burning or stabbing pain and the athlete is unable to walk without pain. The muscle is completely torn and there may be a large lump of muscle tissue above a depression where the tear is. After a few days with grade two and three injuries a large bruise may appear below the injury site caused by the bleeding within the tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The immediate treatment of any muscle injury consists of the RICE protocol - rest, ice,compression, and elevation (never apply ice directly to the skin). This is aimed at reducing the bleeding and damage within the muscle tissue. Resting may be the common sense approach, but it is one that is often ignored by competitive athletes. This is unwise, since it does not take much to turn a grade one strain into a grade two, or a grade two strain into a grade three. As a general rule, grade one hamstring strains should be rested from sporting activity for about 3 weeks and grade two injuries for about 4 to 6 weeks. In the case of a complete rupture, the muscle will have to be repaired surgically and the rehabilitation afterwards will take about 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the level of the injury the treatment in the first five days is the same. The hamstring should be rested in an elevated position with an ice pack applied for twenty minutes every two hours, if practical (never apply ice directly to the skin). A compression bandage should be applied to limit bleeding and swelling in the tissues. After the first five days have been spent resting, more active rehabilitation can be started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what coach taught us. 4 days to next training. I have to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have to&lt;/span&gt; recover. Something bad seems to happen to my body every training. 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