<?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-8736062852986026721</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:30:57.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>achingmoments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4968939861230778065</id><published>2010-01-26T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:49:47.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleargh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S16QEXwNYoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bC43gJKfclc/s1600-h/Capture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S16QEXwNYoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bC43gJKfclc/s320/Capture.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430936605425492610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flickr by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/anita22/" title="Link to Ana  Prado's photostream"&gt;&lt;b property="foaf:name"&gt;Ana Prado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really want to go to the upcoming Graduation Party. 20 years of living and I hadn't been to a grads party before. Now this fact is sad. If I give this one a miss, then I don't think there will ever be a graduation party for me, ever. None of them wants to go. It's not a Graduation Party if your friends who you are close with are not going... Boring sey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4968939861230778065?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4968939861230778065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/bleargh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4968939861230778065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4968939861230778065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/bleargh.html' title='Bleargh..'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S16QEXwNYoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bC43gJKfclc/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4881578792949295329</id><published>2010-01-23T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:04:20.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As i flip this pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn172/Graphic-Goodies/Graphics/Page-Graphics/friend.jpg" alt="From Graphic-Goodies.com" title="From Graphic-Goodies.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Now that FYP is over, finally. I can fianlly breathe. No more meetings, no more report, no more data analysis what crap.. It's all done-ded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Next one would be presentation with Snow City management on friday, which I feel that it's definitely a redundant one. Let's get it over and done with,shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And with 2-3 more weeks of school, 4 more lessons and 2 UTs, school will end pretty soon for me. I'm sure gonna miss all my friends that I have made during this 3 years in poly. Well at least they made my life in RP more enjoyable and fun! Just hopefully we don't lose contact with each other after graduation, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;On the other hand, I am not ready to work full time,just not yet. But I have to cause there's alot that I wanna buy and its not those small small things. I have been dreaming to have my own car, and yes I will work my ass to reach this goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;For now,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;its goodbye school, and hello to the reality of working.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4881578792949295329?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4881578792949295329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-i-flip-this-pages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4881578792949295329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4881578792949295329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-i-flip-this-pages.html' title='As i flip this pages'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-8199589442999942594</id><published>2010-01-21T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:45:03.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical</title><content type='html'>And yes. Kenneth Liang is taking my class today. Feels like few years back in high school. Only that the environment is different and totally different classmates. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.0&lt;/span&gt; And definitely not wearing that sailormoon uniform again. Oh, i miss secondary school 21049875827030 times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;on the side note, I dont know if i should cabot today. Well, this is impression man.. Urghh.. Liang lahad betol..&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/8736062852986026721-8199589442999942594?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8199589442999942594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/high-school-musical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8199589442999942594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8199589442999942594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/high-school-musical.html' title='High School Musical'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-3587296407041678883</id><published>2010-01-17T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:29:45.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyberboyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="https://twitter.com/Ventage5"&gt;Hasif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt; is on Twitter already. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-3587296407041678883?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3587296407041678883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/cyberboyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3587296407041678883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3587296407041678883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/cyberboyfriend.html' title='Cyberboyfriend'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5900867687595275005</id><published>2010-01-15T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:56:46.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S1ARfAD25nI/AAAAAAAAAm4/rF-DhzkQXgA/s320/tumblr_kvgwclIhPA1qzfoh6o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426856775271245426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://silverscents.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;silverscents&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5900867687595275005?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5900867687595275005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5900867687595275005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5900867687595275005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S1ARfAD25nI/AAAAAAAAAm4/rF-DhzkQXgA/s72-c/tumblr_kvgwclIhPA1qzfoh6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-1249411209924540083</id><published>2010-01-15T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:52:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Quo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S1AQAlLfgTI/AAAAAAAAAmw/K2DLH3u8xyU/s320/tumblr_kvx0u9khyQ1qzeocuo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426855153147806002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I missed my long hair. And i swear, when it gets long, I'll make it look like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;*sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-1249411209924540083?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1249411209924540083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/status-quo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1249411209924540083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1249411209924540083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/status-quo.html' title='Status Quo'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S1AQAlLfgTI/AAAAAAAAAmw/K2DLH3u8xyU/s72-c/tumblr_kvx0u9khyQ1qzeocuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-6755184476904459217</id><published>2010-01-14T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:56:02.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S08g7jGQUkI/AAAAAAAAAmo/4mb5rSKn5n0/s320/tumblr_kw439hLuPe1qzx2qco1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426592283410584130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday trip to KL in February is confirmed(!). And yes its Hasif's 21st birthday.Oh boy,he's ever so looking foward for this upcoming celebration trip, I tell you. Am sexcited about the trip too- well at least before I get my holiday first before the start of searching for full time job that will commence preetttyyyy soon..*blurgh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh... what should i get for him for his Birthday present? oh man.. I really need financial support for this upcoming February..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-6755184476904459217?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6755184476904459217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-getaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6755184476904459217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6755184476904459217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-getaway.html' title='Quick Getaway'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S08g7jGQUkI/AAAAAAAAAmo/4mb5rSKn5n0/s72-c/tumblr_kw439hLuPe1qzx2qco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-3421537948673311374</id><published>2010-01-12T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:32:31.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party in USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0wy6XVQLsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-lwiP20EYGs/s320/tumblr_kw1bgplP1J1qzb3seo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425767629351562946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's have some fun, this beat is sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna take a ride on your disco stick&lt;/span&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/8736062852986026721-3421537948673311374?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3421537948673311374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/party-in-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3421537948673311374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3421537948673311374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/party-in-usa.html' title='Party in USA'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0wy6XVQLsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-lwiP20EYGs/s72-c/tumblr_kw1bgplP1J1qzb3seo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2495744190260286291</id><published>2010-01-11T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:25:14.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touchscreen is a wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0q150z4s6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/IY2FCSYeK8E/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425348706154623906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okae, I super bored.&lt;br /&gt;Revision- Done.&lt;br /&gt;Work later on. urgh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2495744190260286291?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2495744190260286291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/touchscreen-is-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2495744190260286291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2495744190260286291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/touchscreen-is-wonder.html' title='Touchscreen is a wonder'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0q150z4s6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/IY2FCSYeK8E/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4403167764017113329</id><published>2010-01-09T18:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:41:56.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0hc2RKrt5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/lzbGu0cn8uQ/s320/2001-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424687838558664594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0hdASz25DI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/lWhx2Z4OxhI/s320/2001-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424688010798490674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still want this shoe... *begging*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4403167764017113329?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4403167764017113329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4403167764017113329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4403167764017113329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/please.html' title='Please..'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0hc2RKrt5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/lzbGu0cn8uQ/s72-c/2001-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4775628955531237414</id><published>2010-01-09T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:31:44.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0hMb8xjNqI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gKDjPgsMRUQ/s320/tumblr_kuh7smUSu61qzbqvao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424669794221897378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://thelovelybones.tumblr.com/"&gt;thelovelybones&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Part of the wishlist. For now, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4775628955531237414?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4775628955531237414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4775628955531237414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4775628955531237414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0hMb8xjNqI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gKDjPgsMRUQ/s72-c/tumblr_kuh7smUSu61qzbqvao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5345142949560192403</id><published>2010-01-09T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:28:42.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoked and drunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0gJ263plzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/tgxnDJx_ffU/s320/tumblr_kvpnfmCnuu1qa92g7o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424596590288017202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://nostalgicbliss.tumblr.com/"&gt;nostalgicbliss&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5345142949560192403?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5345142949560192403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/smoke-and-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5345142949560192403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5345142949560192403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/smoke-and-drunk.html' title='Smoked and drunk'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/S0gJ263plzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/tgxnDJx_ffU/s72-c/tumblr_kvpnfmCnuu1qa92g7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-399097558573853087</id><published>2010-01-04T13:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:59:41.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejuvenation</title><content type='html'>Hey readers!(if there is.) Yeah,been neglecting this space for quite some time. Pretty busy lately with i-dont-know-what. New year celebrations was fun. First few days of this January was quite awesome. And guess what, I've hit the pool twice in a month. Ironically, I HATE swimming very much. Perhaps, a new year, some changes in my life,huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Year 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;That's when the big 2 will start to replace the 1 in every years to come. Meaning, I'll be sweet(not!) 20 this year. blurgh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;That's when Me and Hasif will hit 3 years this year. God bless this relationship. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's when I will be graduating in this coming 14 February. *happydance*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's when I will face the true working reality. *booohoo!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's when I will be able to own a car. prayhard soldier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That's when my outflow will be greater than my inflow. (financially wise)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*BOOO!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, a new chapter will begin. Let's see what's my life will be in this year, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And oh, Santa, you dissappointed me the last christmas, AGAIN. Badbad Santa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-399097558573853087?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/399097558573853087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/rejuvenation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/399097558573853087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/399097558573853087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/rejuvenation.html' title='Rejuvenation'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5073141886408231009</id><published>2009-12-23T11:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:03:14.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 3 wishes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to ask me what I want for Christmas this year,&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-NIKON DSLR CAMERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-IPHONE 3GS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-RED HONDA FIT CAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will be the most happiest girl alive on earth if at least 1 or 2 or all of my wish(es) is(are) granted. I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u won't dissappoint me, right santa?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting ok. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(cross finger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug hug Santa. I know u love me.&lt;br /&gt;Muaccks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5073141886408231009?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5073141886408231009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-3-wishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5073141886408231009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5073141886408231009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-3-wishes.html' title='Just 3 wishes..'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-936740500015122633</id><published>2009-12-21T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:25:01.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare siol</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy9o9iOzaNI/AAAAAAAAAlw/E3ww-EzaNCM/s320/tumblr_ku6bv42NCV1qzl03eo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417664283120199890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://sugarspun.tumblr.com/post/273011100/annaszczekutowicz-sanahastumblr-eleasha-laurad-mist"&gt;annaszczekutowicz&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-936740500015122633?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/936740500015122633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/nightmare-siol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/936740500015122633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/936740500015122633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/nightmare-siol.html' title='Nightmare siol'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy9o9iOzaNI/AAAAAAAAAlw/E3ww-EzaNCM/s72-c/tumblr_ku6bv42NCV1qzl03eo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5648248462223242980</id><published>2009-12-21T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:06:52.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secure me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy9WXqoVfXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/5UCs25TBIFY/s320/tumblr_ku8420CsVs1qzr04eo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417643841330445682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via&lt;a href="http://tristinalyana.tumblr.com/"&gt;tristinalyana&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5648248462223242980?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5648248462223242980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/secure-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5648248462223242980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5648248462223242980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/secure-me.html' title='Secure me'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy9WXqoVfXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/5UCs25TBIFY/s72-c/tumblr_ku8420CsVs1qzr04eo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2059891050489177377</id><published>2009-12-21T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:47:27.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drug me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8Zu04rygI/AAAAAAAAAlg/s3OG5nDtibY/s320/tumblr_kr2lenRY9r1qztsrto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417577169011067394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2059891050489177377?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2059891050489177377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-drug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2059891050489177377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2059891050489177377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-drug.html' title='drug me'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8Zu04rygI/AAAAAAAAAlg/s3OG5nDtibY/s72-c/tumblr_kr2lenRY9r1qztsrto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2202388416738009454</id><published>2009-12-21T13:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:54:05.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the single ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulations to both Eika and Nana for their engagement and weddings respectively. &lt;/span&gt;They sure look stunning as ever on this big day. We had a lot of fun meeting up and do our shares of stories during this day. Just like those times during our high school. Only that, some might be a little bit more demure and reluctant now. Wells, push that aside. Am really happy to see our friends being hitched to their loved ones. When will it be my turn? haha. I'm guessing my courtship journey will be a little bit longer. Perhaps till my hair turns white? Wait long2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sua&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots.Some pictures. Obviously more of it can be found in my FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8KQODWkXI/AAAAAAAAAko/vI-1SATcFcs/s320/DSCF3839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417560150516339058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8NRdA--OI/AAAAAAAAAlY/y0UYXkJkAeU/s320/DSCF3840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417563470247688418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8KesfT-fI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EJMrSFyLuWE/s320/15732_205458471593_591816593_3001877_1860595_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417560399204841970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8K80_vbAI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Kor0kSGuUFQ/s320/15732_205458441593_591816593_3001874_5609655_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417560916884417538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8KjbjJbmI/AAAAAAAAAk4/u6l3CAp4E5Y/s320/15732_205458476593_591816593_3001878_2072146_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417560480556871266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8Ld9VspwI/AAAAAAAAAlI/u2IAoLcC-mw/s320/DSCF3855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417561486059677442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8LnSmBP2I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-PNJ8mwf6Tg/s320/15732_205458821593_591816593_3001922_3348493_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417561646384103266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, don't wish before christmas else u will not get what u wished for. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2202388416738009454?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2202388416738009454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-single-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2202388416738009454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2202388416738009454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-single-ladies.html' title='All the single ladies'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sy8KQODWkXI/AAAAAAAAAko/vI-1SATcFcs/s72-c/DSCF3839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-7494032300499737438</id><published>2009-12-15T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:41:58.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a night on a lonely street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't ever give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             if you still want to try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Don't ever wipe your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             if you still want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Don't ever settle for an answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             if you still want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Don't ever say you don't love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             if you can't let him go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-7494032300499737438?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7494032300499737438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-on-lonely-street.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/7494032300499737438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/7494032300499737438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-on-lonely-street.html' title='a night on a lonely street'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4475249399669355188</id><published>2009-12-11T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:13:06.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calls for a party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SyJQWey9dzI/AAAAAAAAAkg/BF5mX9V-N5s/s320/27ywc2f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413978049206908722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. while I'm running Restaurant city and waiting for the energy level to increase in Sorority life. Let me do a quick update here. So here we go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Jyeah. I really thinks that it was luck. 102% confirm plus chop. From 50 to 6 points? like seriously, what the hell &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gitu kan&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah, (as taken from my FB-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks for the support boyfriend,friends and families.love ya'll to bits and pieces! =DD &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Really, without the support, I bet I will be on my nerve during the test. Grateful that I managed to control my nerve. Thanks to the 2 bottles of mineral water (cost me $1.80-DAYLIGHT ROBBERY!~) and 3 times frequent to the ladies before the test (till that man who takes care of the toilet laughed at me on my 3rd time enter)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That's about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;Will be hitting the road soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4475249399669355188?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4475249399669355188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheel-on-bus-go-round-and-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4475249399669355188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4475249399669355188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheel-on-bus-go-round-and-round.html' title='Calls for a party'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SyJQWey9dzI/AAAAAAAAAkg/BF5mX9V-N5s/s72-c/27ywc2f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-1121789953090777882</id><published>2009-12-09T14:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:05:42.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblr loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sx89VogBpCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/y59a1SZeMN0/s320/tumblr_ku82oa73ev1qzl03eo1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413112718980916258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( via&lt;a href="http://justanotherrunaway.tumblr.com/"&gt;"AINstein"©&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bloody true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-1121789953090777882?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1121789953090777882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4911376668014903464</id><published>2009-12-09T12:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:17:27.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight for this love</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I put breakfast at your table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And make sure that your coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Has its sugar and cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Your eggs are over easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Your toast done lightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All that's missing is your morning kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;That used to greet me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now you say the juice is sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It used to be so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And I can't help but to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;If you're talking 'bout me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We don't talk the way we used to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's hurtin' so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I've got my pride, I will not cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But it's makin' me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not your superwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And think that everything's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Boy, I am only human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This girl needs more than occasional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hugs as a token of love from you to me, ooh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I fought my way through the rush hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Trying to make it home just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to make sure that your dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Will be waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But when you get there you just tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You're not hungry at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You said you'd rather read the paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And you don't want to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You like to think that I'm just crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;When I say that you changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm convinced I know the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't love me the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You're just going through the motions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And you're not being fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I've got my pride, I will not cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Still I can't help but care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh baby, look into the corners of your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll always be there for you through good and bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But I can't be that superwoman that you want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll give my everlasting love if you'll return love to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Karyn White, Superwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, we don't need another GUY to win the tittle for SI this year. What more another ______*insert race* idol. I don't think if either of the 2 finalists owns that 'idol' factor. Neay? prove me wrong sucker.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Tabby should'nt be out. Yes, some says she's a f.Bi*** outside. But she's got the better voice. The finale is gonna be a boring one. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4911376668014903464?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4911376668014903464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-in-morning-i-put-breakfast-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4911376668014903464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4911376668014903464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-in-morning-i-put-breakfast-at.html' title='Fight for this love'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2603042609102242695</id><published>2009-12-07T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:33:09.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile like no one's watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdLZNeM3CH8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdLZNeM3CH8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://saiful-stewart.tumblr.com/"&gt;Saiful ♥ Stewart&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra Banks.Every girl's inspiration. Mine's too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2603042609102242695?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2603042609102242695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/smile-like-no-ones-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2603042609102242695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2603042609102242695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/smile-like-no-ones-watching.html' title='Smile like no one&apos;s watching'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-8083313697808283019</id><published>2009-12-07T10:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:28:41.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was killed in class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sxxk3AxAvaI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AuKOaHz0M3E/s320/DSC00003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412311748453645730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How cute is he? Well, this is the Baby who my mom takes care of every weekdays. He's so adorable that I feel like pinching his cheeks so hard that it comes off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sadistic sak aku)&lt;/span&gt; He's a chinese btw but I feel that we are trying very hard to convert him into a muslim. Haha, which that will never ever happens la. Well, at least he looks cute with the songkok what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I just found out that I will be going to Snow City for class next Friday. Half of me feels over-excited cause I think I have YET to step my foot there. Another half- I just don't look foward abt it. With class like this, DL.. Definitely not a kickass excursion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh no, class is forever oh so boringg~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-8083313697808283019?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8083313697808283019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-killed-in-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8083313697808283019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8083313697808283019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-killed-in-class.html' title='I was killed in class'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sxxk3AxAvaI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AuKOaHz0M3E/s72-c/DSC00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-3258338623545962518</id><published>2009-12-04T22:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T22:49:15.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Left For</title><content type='html'>Girls, if u wonder what's LAN gaming. Here's the definition. &lt;blockquote&gt;A LAN party is a temporary, sometimes spontaneous, gathering of people with computers, between which they establish a local area network (LAN), primarily for the purpose of playing multiplayer computer games.- Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you. At first, I was like. 'Dude, what the hell is this LAN gaming all about. It's only about Boys and their games.' But yeah, I was wrong (as always). Honestly, it's not that bad afterall. Eventhough it seems to be a male dominated thinggy, I brave myself to go in that CHAMBER Cafe (sembahwang) and played &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT FOR DEAD&lt;/span&gt; with Boyfriend, His Brother and the Girlfriend. We kinda did a tag team and true enough we enjoyed killing all the zombies in the game. I have been playing Boys' games (Call of duty &amp;amp; Left for dead) in my laptop- all thanks to Boyfriend that was kind enough to entertain my 1001 enquiries about the controls for like 28954719 times. And I must say, to play a game with your friends is definitely the 'POWER' factor. Well, maybe girls, the world is changing, maybe we have to step up away from our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fashion-make up-gossips-clothes-shoes-girlfriends-party-manicure-predicure shells&lt;/span&gt; and explore the boy's world, shall we? Cause I feel that I have been missing so much fun not braving enough to try new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxkfbpsC1CI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2yzwYQW_nQc/s1600-h/left-4-dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxkfbpsC1CI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2yzwYQW_nQc/s320/left-4-dead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411390987169879074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sxkf4qBm_RI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_hutcWTX34k/s1600-h/left4dead001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/Sxkf4qBm_RI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_hutcWTX34k/s320/left4dead001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411391485476535570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxkgNfAnHEI/AAAAAAAAAkA/dDjU39Md65w/s1600-h/960510_125431_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxkgNfAnHEI/AAAAAAAAAkA/dDjU39Md65w/s320/960510_125431_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411391843296812098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-3258338623545962518?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3258338623545962518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/girls-if-u-wonder-whats-lan-gaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3258338623545962518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3258338623545962518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/girls-if-u-wonder-whats-lan-gaming.html' title='Dead Left For'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxkfbpsC1CI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2yzwYQW_nQc/s72-c/left-4-dead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-1515046290399241462</id><published>2009-12-04T11:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:58:03.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baahhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxiHwsiLtpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RCCZkxxPnIU/s320/3604614290_c5275d4067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411224222943655570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, like what i have tweeted and ranted. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;NEW MOON&lt;/span&gt; was a total dissappoinment. I expected more thrills and climax plots but neay, that's just not gonna happen. I recommend reading the book rather than hitting the movie. Other than that, I felt that the movie was a descent one though- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ending sucks&lt;/span&gt;. Quite bearable to watch. Maybe because I'm captivated by the carveness of Jacob Black's body which makes Boyfriend jealous siol.. 3/5 popcorn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-1515046290399241462?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1515046290399241462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/baahhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1515046290399241462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1515046290399241462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/baahhhh.html' title='baahhhh'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxiHwsiLtpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RCCZkxxPnIU/s72-c/3604614290_c5275d4067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2188026734866151732</id><published>2009-12-03T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:32:30.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring me Sexyback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxcvX1IBdXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rJ7FK0nzAYc/s320/new-moon-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410845563753166194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hopefully we can watch it today though. I wanna see the story line of the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if there's any much difference from the book)&lt;/span&gt;, and of course, who doesn't wanna catch Taylor Lautner &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jacob Black)&lt;/span&gt; in action? teeheeee.. *cheeky smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2188026734866151732?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2188026734866151732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/bring-me-sexyback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2188026734866151732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2188026734866151732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/bring-me-sexyback.html' title='Bring me Sexyback'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxcvX1IBdXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rJ7FK0nzAYc/s72-c/new-moon-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-7937128068452411321</id><published>2009-12-02T13:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:23:34.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pull the trigger</title><content type='html'>I hates it when I'm sick. Well, who loves it really.&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been behaving weirdly and hasnt been doing much justice to everyone living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Late menses + running tap nose + partial deaf on the ear + FYP to complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on. Its coming to the end of the year and soon we will move to the year 2010. Give me a break. I need to have fun party all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend almost made it. But its alright. Come 7th December will be my turn. Either i can or i just can't. Lets wait and see shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxX2-Qgo3XI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nqb0FEfJR0w/s320/wani%27punye%28150%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410502076799704434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this baby so much. Everytime I look at him, he reminds me of an indonesian actors with hair like that. Only 3 months and u have a hair like that of an adult teen. How cute!&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the boyfriend. He has been working his ass off finishing up his poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have actually alot to update. But my mood just wasn't here to pen it all down. Guess that the frequent sneezing and blowing out my nose really dampens my enthusiasm in updating this blog :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-7937128068452411321?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7937128068452411321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/pull-trigger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/7937128068452411321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/7937128068452411321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/pull-trigger.html' title='Pull the trigger'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SxX2-Qgo3XI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nqb0FEfJR0w/s72-c/wani%27punye%28150%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-6731632937809043805</id><published>2009-11-26T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:58:25.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Already Gone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Remember all the things we wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now all our memories they're haunted&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with our fists held high&lt;br /&gt;It never would've worked out right&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant for do or die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want us to burn out&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come here to hold you, now I can't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you makes it harder&lt;br /&gt;But I know that you'll find another&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't always make you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in&lt;br /&gt;Perfect couldn't keep this love alive&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;There's no moving on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already gone, already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;Already gone, already gone, already gone, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the things we wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now all our memories they're haunted&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;There's no moving on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-6731632937809043805?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6731632937809043805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/already-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6731632937809043805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6731632937809043805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/already-gone.html' title='Already Gone'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5550242693042983176</id><published>2009-11-10T12:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:12:38.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Event day</title><content type='html'>Event's finally over. Clean &amp;amp; Green at Republic Polytechnic on last sunday was honestly, pathetic. Crowd weren't strong. But hey who cares. We had a blast of time creating bonds with each other, moving props, Running to and fro, stealling all the BAYGONS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bands were awesome. Too bad the concert was acoustic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SvjwJzAHz7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/qeRkJzGuO6E/s1600-h/DSCF3697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SvjwJzAHz7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/qeRkJzGuO6E/s320/DSCF3697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402331804131119026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo to the Crowd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SvjxGxLo9JI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/OfGEDNMHE5c/s1600-h/DSCF3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SvjxGxLo9JI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/OfGEDNMHE5c/s320/DSCF3671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402332851614577810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2s and 3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SvjwrzSk3-I/AAAAAAAAAjI/-IHjSWVWRt0/s1600-h/DSCF3767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SvjwrzSk3-I/AAAAAAAAAjI/-IHjSWVWRt0/s320/DSCF3767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402332388324073442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the shagness from 6.45am, we could still smile for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;More pictures on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo..plan to watch Paranormal Activity today cancelled cause there's not listing at any movie theatre today..bloody fuck..last saturday have already, then today don't have..&lt;br /&gt;bodoh ar~..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5550242693042983176?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5550242693042983176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/event-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5550242693042983176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5550242693042983176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/event-day.html' title='Event day'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SvjwJzAHz7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/qeRkJzGuO6E/s72-c/DSCF3697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-8581748461903532571</id><published>2009-11-03T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:24:23.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp253/lol017/song%20lyrics/playmymusic.jpg" alt="Jonas Brothers Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what should I do today. Other than helping mom with taking care of Randy, I am sitting in front of my laptop, staring at the FB page hoping to see any new updates, playing Sorority life and fish aquariuam game in FB. This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend is becoming sweeter than ever. With that, the best-est Boyfriend in the world trophy belongs to you sweetheart.. teehee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note; I dont think I am able to save that much for the SLR camera.. Perhaps, just not this year.. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried all means to remove all the gas in my tummy. But I just could'nt fart it all out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-8581748461903532571?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8581748461903532571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know-what-should-i-do-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8581748461903532571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8581748461903532571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know-what-should-i-do-today.html' title=''/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp253/lol017/song%20lyrics/th_playmymusic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-8495457202371922065</id><published>2009-10-31T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:44:46.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincerity</title><content type='html'>Hey readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been away for quite some time. A sudden sickness suddenly hit my immune system really hard. I thought i was on the very edge of death. It's excruciating much. 'Food poisoining'- as the Doc says. Lying on my bed, motionless. Thank god there's mom to help me. Received the jab to curb my vomiting from the clinic, the pinch was worst than that of my sickness. Lucky for me my condition got better today else I'll have to go through A&amp;amp;E. Well for now, I'm taking a slow start for my newly-regained body.Kidney is in great pain, back problems-all thanks to the strings of vomitting. Taking myself off from work from the time being. Maybe I should just change my work, but it's hard when people are against of me wanting to work there. What's up with that? Nevermind, I don't wanna think about anything now except for the event that will be happening this coming week. Clean &amp;amp; Green week for Fyp, so much things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust. Honestly, I have a problem with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-8495457202371922065?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8495457202371922065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/sincerity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8495457202371922065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8495457202371922065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/sincerity.html' title='Sincerity'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-1096669249729016718</id><published>2009-10-27T13:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:35:57.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A slice of Life</title><content type='html'>Boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;Super shagged, super sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;Don't mention about my legs.. I keep getting stares waist below from people when I wears my skirt at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macam&lt;/span&gt; like I kena abuse like that..&lt;br /&gt;Worst, the 'bruise' decided to expand and grow on my leg..&lt;br /&gt;ewww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for weekend. I dont want to go school anymore, can i?&lt;br /&gt;I want my pay. Seriously, I'm broke now. Only left with 2 bucks to last me till this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Booohooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those rich people, can I appeal to u to make some donation to my account? come on, take it like u're donating for the Project Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,oh. I think I'm settling down for D3000.. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it will tear my pocket and shred my wallet into pieces, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;A goal is a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SuaD7HRSmAI/AAAAAAAAAiw/B-0BgHX8CA4/s1600-h/d300front-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SuaD7HRSmAI/AAAAAAAAAiw/B-0BgHX8CA4/s320/d300front-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397146255037208578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SuaEF--nl7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/DfDAjhv-ATI/s1600-h/d300rear-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SuaEF--nl7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/DfDAjhv-ATI/s320/d300rear-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397146441789970354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy right? as sexy and hot as the future owner siol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-1096669249729016718?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1096669249729016718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/slice-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1096669249729016718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1096669249729016718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/slice-of-life.html' title='A slice of Life'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SuaD7HRSmAI/AAAAAAAAAiw/B-0BgHX8CA4/s72-c/d300front-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-6734662829865397747</id><published>2009-10-24T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:01:25.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back At One</title><content type='html'>I've made a decision. Ill use blogger for now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Onsugar&lt;/span&gt; has been bitchy pretty lately.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the hussle readers. Re-link me kaes. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, been working my pretty ass off lately. Since I'm only having class on Thurs and Friday, I've decided to work. And work starts at 7am. It is really a chore, I tell you.. Have to wake up at godfreaking 5am just to get ready for work. Well, the reason(s) i work are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my very own DSLR CAMERA by the end of this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BIRTHDAYS CELEBRATIONS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extra income (duhh -__-")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, my legs are like being abused (brutally). Thanks to the long table that drop on my legs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dgn tak pelat nyer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The worse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blueblack&lt;/span&gt; I've ever had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SuL4xhvLYSI/AAAAAAAAAio/CZsQesKNcto/s320/wani%27punye%28130%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396148833296802082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other than that, JB trip after work just now was great. Eventhough jammed over there like Singapore got war like that.&lt;br /&gt;pfft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-6734662829865397747?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6734662829865397747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-at-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6734662829865397747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6734662829865397747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-at-one.html' title='Back At One'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OJ2CSk-bKE/SuL4xhvLYSI/AAAAAAAAAio/CZsQesKNcto/s72-c/wani%27punye%28130%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-3084177219541665613</id><published>2009-10-14T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn me; give me a new light</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/black%20and%20white" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/baby-in-hands1.jpg" alt="black and white Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So bored. Have been feeling super down and listless for some couple of days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps its the 'no schooling' days that has made me do nothing but rot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First week of school's grade has never changed. It will be either a B or a C.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be starting on my work proper next week. Well, working alone is definitely a super turn off. Worst still, work starts at 7am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fuck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow, I miss my life during high school. Well, the pressure then is definitely bearable. Now? Honestly, I am on the verge of giving up. Giving up school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good friends are there to share the good and bad times. Doing stupid and childish things, rolling on the floor laughing at each other's silly acts back then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm afraid it has all gone now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-3084177219541665613?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3084177219541665613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/reborn-me-give-me-new-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3084177219541665613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3084177219541665613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/reborn-me-give-me-new-light.html' title='Reborn me; give me a new light'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4488044337670973192</id><published>2009-10-08T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game on</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons1/382/3821469/41_2009/ae779125cb3d8920_11321_500sq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;School is on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im in the game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4488044337670973192?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4488044337670973192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/game-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4488044337670973192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4488044337670973192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/game-on.html' title='Game on'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5429980750224719959</id><published>2009-10-06T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In short;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons1/382/3821469/41_2009/2e76b7413985554d_10634_143669564844_587349844_2615522_601691_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photographer- Ella&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how angry i get, i still have my love ones to cheer me up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks friends. Thanks love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5429980750224719959?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5429980750224719959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-short_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5429980750224719959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5429980750224719959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-short_05.html' title='In short;'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2941392142347245442</id><published>2009-10-05T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the bitch starts to get bitchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am freaking dissappointed with some utterly nonsensical human behaviour. Wait let me count. 7-10 years of friendship. What does this friendship do? Bastardised each other when everytime a plan to meet together is being organised? Oh come on girls. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HATRED ISSUES,BOYFRIEND ISSUES,PERSONAL ISSUES,WORK AND SCHOOL ISSUES..&lt;/span&gt; like what the FUCK? Seriously i am super pissed. Dont make me a bitch cause i never want to be one especially with you girls.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Close friends aren't supposed behave like this. Its pathetic and everyone's tired by your antiques..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What the fuck?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2941392142347245442?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2941392142347245442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-bitch-starts-to-get-bitchy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2941392142347245442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2941392142347245442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-bitch-starts-to-get-bitchy.html' title='When the bitch starts to get bitchy'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4914456224191732541</id><published>2009-10-03T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got A Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="480" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://w244.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w244.photobucket.com/albums/gg15/achingmoments/sydney09/c7529ff5.pbw" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed height="360" width="480" wmode="transparent" src="http://w244.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w244.photobucket.com/albums/gg15/achingmoments/sydney09/c7529ff5.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im already awake since 6am today. Guess the body clock has not been set to its initial timing. I have been missing sydney so badly. So much that I dont want to go home, well, Singapore is my home and i have to live on that fact. It's facinating to see that the life there over at sydney are more relax as compared to the hectic lifestyles of a typical Singaporeans. Yes its quite lame that most of their shops there closes at 5pm and we arent able to do much shopping. Not to mention, they are paid really well there. How i wished i could migrate there, well at least after marriage. Or get a work there. Their nightlife? woah..Its worst than the worst in Singapore. Stories of girls getting molested here and there as we walk through the street. Loads of shoutings, cursing and swearing. Now thats what u cant find here.  I would say, it was definitely an awesome experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss Sydney. The cold weather, the dry lips and skin, the breakfast at the hotel, the bed, the bus coach, the shops, their streets, the buildings, the people. Everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, let the pictures tells the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More on facebook ofcourse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4914456224191732541?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4914456224191732541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4914456224191732541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4914456224191732541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-feeling.html' title='I Got A Feeling'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-8607456089854637901</id><published>2009-09-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack Your Bags And Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;SandStorm in Sydney. Gosh, this gonna worsen my flu and my cough. Such a bad weather now and we've been advised to bring along all the medicines and mask.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leaving tomorrow and i am sure gonna miss everyone in Singapore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My family. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;. thats for sure. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My friends. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets pray for our safe journey to Sydney particularly with the sandstorm that has been going on there.. I'll try to update though throughout the one week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be back on the 30th.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hugs and kisses, Wani&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-8607456089854637901?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8607456089854637901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/pack-your-bags-and-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8607456089854637901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8607456089854637901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/pack-your-bags-and-go.html' title='Pack Your Bags And Go'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-1365018146580413921</id><published>2009-09-18T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Month To Celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons1/382/3821469/38_2009/07803f180cc1375d_3424051079_f7b1b574da.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/agnieszka/" title="Link to Agnieszka's photostream"&gt;&lt;b property="foaf:name"&gt;Agnieszka, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flickr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPRING CLEANING!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've had enough. All my fingers were hurt from all that scrubbing and wiping the furnitures since morning. It's a chore when your house contains a lot of wooden furniture to begin with. But the house smells nice though right now. Smells like a wooden factory. -__-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am uberduper HUNGRY! Like i need food right now..Gosh, one more day and we are fasting no more.. Time flies really fast without us knowing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've started buying some of my toiletries for the trip already. Just to prevent myself being caught up in that 'last-minute' situation. hehe. &lt;i&gt;Super Kanchiong&lt;/i&gt;. I know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Too much to handle? How about me? Cut some slack, will you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-1365018146580413921?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1365018146580413921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/month-to-celebrate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1365018146580413921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1365018146580413921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/month-to-celebrate.html' title='The Month To Celebrate'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5799275821736382660</id><published>2009-09-17T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Everything Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s528.photobucket.com/albums/dd325/9359324/crushlyts/graphics/pagegraphics/new1/photography/47wd4cn.jpg" style="border: 0px none; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important; filter: none; cursor: default; background-color: transparent ! important;" border="0" width="305" height="371" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;I explored Tumblr. And i'm thinking of migrating, AGAIN. =__=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;Well, it has no much difference between here and there. Only that it has various themes in Tumblr and it looks uber clean and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;Even though we can't like change certain features of it. Neither OnSugar can do that too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;Hmmm. Maybe i'll just wait for few more postings before i migrate again. It's not that i have a lot of readers,do i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;On the other world, the Boyfriend was not in a good state. And i know why he acted that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;Oh wells.. What can i do except for putting in my patience and giving in. Cause i know how he feels in this same situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;SIGH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looking on a brighter side of life... Sydney Sydney Sydney =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5799275821736382660?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5799275821736382660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-everything-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5799275821736382660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5799275821736382660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-everything-matters.html' title='When Everything Matters'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-3684235686921721777</id><published>2009-09-14T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make It Rough</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s528.photobucket.com/albums/dd325/9359324/crushlyts/graphics/pagegraphics/new1/photography/z31978872.jpg" style="border: 0px none; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important; filter: none; cursor: default; background-color: transparent ! important;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sydney has been brought foward to &lt;b&gt;24th.&lt;/b&gt; which means i will be coming back on the 30th instead. Somehow i feel that the changes are better this way cause i ain't wanna feel this certain way anymore. Things have been pretty rough and hard these few weeks. I think its best for me to get over and done with for September. Im not that looking foward for Eid's too. Guess im just loosing the touch of this festive as i grow older.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had iftar with Girlfriends. Its been years since we had a full strength of everyone's for our outings. Somehow, im just wondering if us humans can start to be forgiving to each other after what has been in the past. Cause i felt that it's a fuck-up situation for a group of friends who went out together but still be having grudges against each other and pretended the otherwise. What's worth the years of friendships without having some level of maturity and understanding. Cause i had enough to make plans to satisfy everyone's wish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should start planning on what to bring for Sydney now. Hates that last-minute rush.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-3684235686921721777?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3684235686921721777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/make-it-rough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3684235686921721777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3684235686921721777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/make-it-rough.html' title='Make It Rough'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-406928442561481577</id><published>2009-09-10T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e46/myspace-fusion/graphics/photography/lovecouple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you want me to stay, I'll never leave.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-406928442561481577?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/406928442561481577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/406928442561481577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/406928442561481577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-and-i.html' title='You and I'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2472913621327494502</id><published>2009-09-09T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/photography/679.jpg" alt="MySpace Photography at CharmRoyal.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright-alright. I missed my TP. Well its not my bloody fault ohkayy! I booked it at 3.25PM and when i check at 10am that day, it stated that im actually having my test on 9.10AM. Bloody FCUK! i can like double triple confirm that i booked it at the later slot and i even have the boyfriend with me when i did the booking. I am seriously pissed! And now i have to wait till 10 DECEMBER (2 months + later) to have my TP.  #@$^!%#&amp;amp;@^!&amp;amp;#%$&amp;amp;!*#^@!%$&amp;amp;!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What to do.... wait loorrrr.....Burhurhurhurhur!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2472913621327494502?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2472913621327494502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2472913621327494502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2472913621327494502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-valentine.html' title='Bloody Valentine'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-1909129406126578233</id><published>2009-09-06T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you game?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons1/382/3821469/36_2009/363f7f40e689cd76_3176037376_42658799ab.jpg" style="display: block; margin: auto;" /&gt;*envy*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Raya songs have been blasting themselves almost everyday everywhere. As much i would like to fast today, i had to give it a one week break as the red army has arrived. I don't know if i should buy Baju Kurung this year, its not that im going to be celebrating all out this year. Im anxious waiting for sydney. It's hard to leave Singapore and my beloved ones.But hopefully it would be a good one week break trip to Australia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before that, things have been uptight this week;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow would be the 2nd TP test for my car. Honestly, im not hoping too much about passing and i can't be bothered. Tuesday- working out (OC). Hopefully it would be a fun one, not to mention tiring. FYP on Wednesday. Iftar with girlfriends on Friday. Not to mentioned, all the bakings of the &lt;i&gt;kueh's and Raya cookies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I should start researching on the Sydney Opera House for the Pre-departure pronto-pronto puhleassee... Coz I am seriously addicted to playing Diablo 2 and Left 4 dead- which leaves me to not be doing things that i should be doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-1909129406126578233?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1909129406126578233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1909129406126578233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1909129406126578233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-game.html' title='Are you game?'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5713495832444748026</id><published>2009-08-31T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons1/382/3821469/36_2009/be8959412c0acab8_travel_by_JuliusK.preview.jpg" style="display: block; margin: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I spent my day today operating onsugar. And I am very much elated that i can work this site. Like finally after months abandoning it. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye Livejournal. Hello Onsugar. &lt;span style="color: #808080;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5713495832444748026?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5713495832444748026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/virgin-mary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5713495832444748026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5713495832444748026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/virgin-mary.html' title='Virgin Mary'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-6639071849257319500</id><published>2009-08-31T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00030x55" border="0" width="300" height="199" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life hasn't be great for me since the past few weeks. I dont know why. I feel that its really hard on me to put up. I don't enjoy it like how i am supposed to. I had never felt this desolated before. And this Ramadhan, the experience is just overwhelming and too unfavourable for me to accept. Maybe things have changed, so does human. Perhaps i should try to accept the fact and not putting any high mark on it. Things have turned sour and i can't make any decision for my own. How old am i again? Im not a toy that can be toyed with. Im not a toddler who can't have the right to decide for herself. I seek understanding. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a getaway. Hopefully the trip to Sydney are able to heal everything. I should have kept my head held high. I really should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really hope i can get back my 'home'. I hate to be living in a condition where there are no conversation presence. I am so not looking foward for Eid. And this Ramadhan, i dont feel anything special about it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-6639071849257319500?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6639071849257319500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/bleed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6639071849257319500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6639071849257319500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/bleed.html' title='bleed'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5477868818574508521</id><published>2009-08-27T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Effective Diet plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/retro/38.gif" alt="Retro MySpace Layouts" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Picture so redundant)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to blog about actually.&lt;br /&gt;Just plain bored and this itchy fingure of mine wants to do some typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Ramadhan check&lt;/span&gt;- 5th day..&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super duper hungryy now..&lt;br /&gt;An hour ++ to go..pfft..&lt;br /&gt;And i am so BORED + craving for few foods; dendeng,pancakes,McD...&lt;br /&gt;burhurhurhurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, about the blogger&lt;br /&gt;oh my, my mind went blank once i see all the codings.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to keep to LJ instead..&lt;br /&gt;see how la people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5477868818574508521?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5477868818574508521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/effective-diet-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5477868818574508521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5477868818574508521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/effective-diet-plan.html' title='Effective Diet plan'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-5422409306302016433</id><published>2009-08-22T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much free time that i update every once a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002y04d/s320x240" border="0" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of going back to blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that i still knows how to function it..&lt;br /&gt;Ok go. Will be free during this fasting month. &lt;br /&gt;So i will take this time to change the path of my life. -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the other hand, the Boyfriend was given 7-days MC.&lt;br /&gt;Temperature rised like it don't know how to go down.&lt;br /&gt;Take good care baby.&lt;br /&gt;Rest well, drink plenty of water, eat ur medicine at the given timing. no later, no earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you(!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-5422409306302016433?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5422409306302016433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-much-free-time-that-i-update-every.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5422409306302016433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/5422409306302016433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-much-free-time-that-i-update-every.html' title='too much free time that i update every once a day'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-541968319292912044</id><published>2009-08-21T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy Saint</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Im spending my time today blog-hopping random blogs and i came across this video from Sabby Mcguire's blog. --&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://rise-to-the-occasion.blogspot.com"&gt;rise-to-the-occasion.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="7"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qvgBeAMcgiU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" /&gt;&lt;embed height="344" width="425" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qvgBeAMcgiU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny i tell you. i thought it's like a ghost thinggy (7th month nearing mah..haha). Perhaps this can work in cinemas.Irritating bugger la those hp no silent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hit the movies again. But fasting month nearing and that means i can't have my sweet popcorn to munch on while watching. Boring or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about fasting month- the holy month of Ramadhan(One more day to go), i think it's time for me to self-discipline myself. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-541968319292912044?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/541968319292912044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/holy-saint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/541968319292912044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/541968319292912044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/holy-saint.html' title='The Holy Saint'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-6037089720909862536</id><published>2009-08-19T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9-TEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15 August 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprise Birthday celebration at Sembahwang Park from Baby's family.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I was jaw-dropped. I didn't expect it coming at all. Thank you so much. I really appreciate everything that they did. From the planning and the barbeque. Didn't expect that they went to that extent to celebrate my birthday- not even part of their family.&lt;br /&gt;Best part- SATAY! which i've longed crave for! and of course the whole celebration la..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much. Loves! &amp;lt;33&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--33--&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002qqqd/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 246px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002ryh4/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 222px; height: 244px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002s020/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16 August 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of the day with my beloved family. Mom and dad bought me a cookie monster choc cake. I almost didnt want to cut it cause it looks extremely CUTE. Thank you my family! loves!&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Later part of the day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration of both of mine and Ana's birthday from my beloved lovely girlfriends! It was definitely a good old time spent and laughters. Thank you so much my girlfriends. Love you all. Years of friendship and now we are growing so well and beautiful. Thank you so much for the day. Appreciate it so much. Loves! &amp;lt;33&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--33--&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002tq77/s320x240" border="0" width="218" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002wtgp/s320x240" border="0" width="218" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002x9ke/s320x240" border="0" width="218" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely the happiest girl in the world! =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-6037089720909862536?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6037089720909862536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/9-teen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6037089720909862536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/6037089720909862536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/9-teen.html' title='9-TEEN!'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-2397172418296399986</id><published>2009-08-14T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable At Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/photography/71.jpg" alt="MySpace Photography at CharmRoyal.com" style="width: 467px; height: 295px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm a train wreck in the morning &lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt; Every now and then without warning I can be really mean towards you&lt;br /&gt; I'm a puzzle yes indeed Ever complex in every way &lt;br /&gt;And all the pieces aren't even in the box &lt;br /&gt;And yet you see the picture clear as day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't know why you love me&lt;br /&gt; And that's why I love you You catch me when I fall &lt;br /&gt;Accept me, flaws and all &lt;br /&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt; And that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I neglect you when I'm working &lt;br /&gt;When I need attention I tend to nag&lt;br /&gt; I'm a host of imperfection &lt;br /&gt;And you see past all that  I'm a peasant by some standards &lt;br /&gt;But in your eyes I'm a queen&lt;br /&gt; You see potential in all my flaws &lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaws And All- Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-2397172418296399986?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2397172418296399986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/miserable-at-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2397172418296399986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/2397172418296399986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/miserable-at-best.html' title='Miserable At Best'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-1204288604808642143</id><published>2009-08-13T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3,4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002pe74/s320x240" style="width: 225px; height: 300px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me laugh when im down and thats all matters. He prevented wrinkles to spread across my face as i'm always frowning for no clear reason. That's all matters. &lt;br /&gt;3 more days to the birthday. &lt;b&gt;Age check- 19&lt;/b&gt;. and im always mistaken for someone who is older than my age. &lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, im grateful that im given the 18 full years living in this world and be doing on what im doing now. And to know that i have my family, girlfriends, boyfriend, close friends and friends are definitely one of the reasons on how i can stay in put till today.&lt;br /&gt;Im grateful for whatever the reason is. Coming 19, hopefully everything would be smoother and we stay healithier to live till our last breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Spread the love. That's all matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im procrastinating now on whether to change to my old blogger.should i, should i not?&lt;br /&gt;Im clueless on how onsugar. works. -__- so i guess, ill choose the old ways of internet diary perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-1204288604808642143?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1204288604808642143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/1234.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1204288604808642143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/1204288604808642143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/1234.html' title='1,2,3,4'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4105719251304162848</id><published>2009-08-09T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Get Your Armor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Been searching for videos over on Youtube. And i must say that this song is definitely the best single in 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Battlefield-Jordin sparks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'&lt;span&gt;One minute its love&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly its like a battle-field'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true is that? even a small slightest mistake, it would be big in a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god our relationship is maturing as compared to before. 2 years 4months and still going strong. &lt;i&gt;Alhamdulilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;On the other hand, i can't wait to wear the Vans shoe Hasif bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, this is my first Vans shoe after been living for like 19 years. Had always been wanting a skate shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;This month style- Skater girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4105719251304162848?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4105719251304162848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-get-your-armor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4105719251304162848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4105719251304162848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-get-your-armor.html' title='Go Get Your Armor'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-8706921507155728849</id><published>2009-08-06T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winding Up Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002gy34/s320x240" border="0" width="160" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. we can let loose our shoulders coz FYP1 had just wind down its curtain. After 12 weeks of hardship trying to get over doing the report and meetings, we are definitely free from all this until the next FYP2.- &lt;i&gt;Which will starts like, ermm, this friday?&lt;/i&gt; SIGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Beloved Girlfriend just had a break-up. And worst, she is scared to death when the EX-boyfriend just appeared in front of her house out of a sudden to beg her for a new start. Oh come on boy, u're done here. And definitely what u got yesterday was just like a pinch on ur hand. You've ought to derserve a serious trashing and bashing. What u did was worst than a dog. She was strong enough, I am proud of you girl. It hurts to see u looking so shagged and unproper just now. Its just hurts to see you in that state. Please don't make him to do this to you. Where is my Miss Sunshine? Take good care of yourself, girlfriend. We are here for you, forever will. Remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-8706921507155728849?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8706921507155728849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/winding-up-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8706921507155728849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/8706921507155728849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/winding-up-everything.html' title='Winding Up Everything'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-4918183772522929035</id><published>2009-07-28T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear, Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00026fr2/s320x240" border="0" width="159" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00027p5b/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00028pzd/s320x240" border="0" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/000296rz/s320x240" border="0" width="159" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002az32/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002cs6h/s320x240" border="0" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002f3h2/s320x240" border="0" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002b2ys/s320x240" border="0" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 240px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002d6x8/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/0002eq45/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="212" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, Who Am I? performed at Cineleisure last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Overall Good Job well done for the band.&lt;br /&gt;Crowd was ____(insert word/phrase/verb/noun)&lt;br /&gt;After show, hanged out at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;And definitely it was a good time spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-4918183772522929035?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4918183772522929035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4918183772522929035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/4918183772522929035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-who-am-i.html' title='Dear, Who Am I?'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-7682433784840098908</id><published>2009-07-24T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foursome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 234px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00022c0c/s320x240" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00023eze/s320x240" style="width: 205px; height: 235px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00025xp8/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00024cr1/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An impromptu Double Date with Iqah and Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;To find the perfect gift for a Girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;It took us to travel to a lot of places just to search the gift.&lt;br /&gt;From;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Causeway Point&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marina Square&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something but still nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suntec&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last resort.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Singapore Flye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;r&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Popeyes! Yum2!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vivo City&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally found the last piece of the gift.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Woodlands 503&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Essemble everything.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6 different places in a day.&lt;br /&gt;And we are officially SHAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Takper, nie semuer EFFORT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-7682433784840098908?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7682433784840098908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/foursome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/7682433784840098908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/7682433784840098908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/foursome.html' title='Foursome'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736062852986026721.post-3257403778083395571</id><published>2009-07-06T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:21:43.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/000206e8/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[not in picture- Ana, As and Eika]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shisha was great.&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with my best girls had never been so great yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, partly because its been a long time since we met and chilling out.&lt;br /&gt;And those fun and laughter we shared, its irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;I wished everyone would turned up yesterday. Just for once.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-cut text="I miss you, dear close friend"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aching_moments/pic/00021wxa/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since we met up.So long since we chat and had a proper conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I missed those time we hang out and be there for each other in times of ups and downs. We had that bond, very close, till it drifted away. too far that we dont even say our hello's and goodbye's..&lt;br /&gt;I do missed your presence as a close friend to me.And if you are still mad for what happen on the last event, im sorry. I was caught tight in between.&lt;br /&gt;I wished everyone could throw everything from the past away. so that we are able to start a new and have that friendship bond we had since high school.&lt;br /&gt;I do miss you. yet somehow i'm ashamed to meet you. I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, if you happen to read this, this cut is for you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you my friend, Nur Asmira Asman.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/lj-cut&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everyone enjoyed each others company. We shall have more of those outings in times to come alright. Set a free day on our calenders shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736062852986026721-3257403778083395571?l=achingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3257403778083395571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybe-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3257403778083395571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736062852986026721/posts/default/3257403778083395571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achingmoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybe-tomorrow.html' title='Maybe Tomorrow'/><author><name>aching moments</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
