<?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-9324875</id><updated>2012-02-03T01:51:29.859+08:00</updated><category term='fashion projects'/><category term='pool'/><category term='BD'/><category term='girlie toys'/><category term='bowtique'/><category term='everything else'/><category term='food'/><category term='furry friends'/><category term='vacation trips'/><category term='family'/><category term='random self'/><category term='job assignments'/><category term='pixie'/><category term='sightings'/><category term='grumbles'/><category term='friends'/><category term='salsa'/><title type='text'>Day dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>idle thoughts..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>567</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1199244551677624702</id><published>2012-01-31T05:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T06:11:17.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Project: Random stuff I wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daily wardrobe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted to post up pictures of what I wear on a somewhat daily basis, just to keep track of how my dressing has evolved over the years - but sadly it has never surfaced because I'm such a procrastinator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've figured that I should start somewhere, and what better way to start off my little project, than with my new clothes right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh lalala...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's like a warning that there's gonna be alot of Daphne, daphne and more daphne...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so hold your breakfast.lunch.dinner.teabreak.supper.whatever - dont puke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In no particular order or days, here we have one of my favourite buys, the asymmetric off white jersey vest that I'm currently loving alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks less sloppy with my white ripped denim shorts, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like mega comfy without looking very sloppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I think so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's also something about white that I cant seem to figure out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in love with white, and I can wear them everyday without getting bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confirm. double confirm. triple confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wearing:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White basic tank top&lt;br /&gt;Off white asymmetrical top&lt;br /&gt;faded ripped + laced rimmed denim shorts&lt;br /&gt;Pearl white gothic necklace (no i'm not a christian)&lt;br /&gt;Satin chained bracelet chunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sloppy Chic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYEVEYijgkw/TybpYgDT0pI/AAAAAAAADDQ/qoAisTdanIA/s1600/daphne+white+asy+vest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="486" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYEVEYijgkw/TybpYgDT0pI/AAAAAAAADDQ/qoAisTdanIA/s640/daphne+white+asy+vest.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wearing:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;White basic tank top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Vintage long white skirt that is as old as I am - inherited from mommy's stash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Beige brown looped scarf&lt;br /&gt;White floral hairclip&lt;br /&gt;Satin chained bracelet chunks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Modern Bohemian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-Ws95LNBQ8/Tyb0_olP81I/AAAAAAAADDY/ELcHEsFn210/s1600/daphne+white+vintage+long+skirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="520" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-Ws95LNBQ8/Tyb0_olP81I/AAAAAAAADDY/ELcHEsFn210/s640/daphne+white+vintage+long+skirt.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Funny how single or double looping the scarf can create such different effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Single loop (extreme right) dramatized the outfit, and elongated my torso...making me look - well -longer, leaner without a diet. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;While the double loop (extreme left) is just the way scarfs are worn normally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ok whatever, nobody cares but me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wearing:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Peach Pink chiffon Layered long dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Jersey white sash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Braided white hairband&lt;br /&gt;Satin chained bracelet chunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Floaty Romantic /Vivi Magazine / Liz Lisa inspired&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmmycU1qwKI/TycHp-QMTtI/AAAAAAAADDg/83-x2vOhOM8/s1600/peach+pink+chiffon+vivi+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="568" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmmycU1qwKI/TycHp-QMTtI/AAAAAAAADDg/83-x2vOhOM8/s640/peach+pink+chiffon+vivi+dress.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I could not resist swishing the dress about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I look kinda fat and puffy - but i reckon it's good for buffets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;If only i'm like 170cm tall, i think i'll look awesome in the dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Weeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Other random snap shots ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Went clubbing the other night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wearing:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Poofy Zipper rimmed frock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Grey jersey sash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;faded ripped + laced rimmed denim shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Grey knee high socks&lt;br /&gt;Bling bracelet cuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Space age cutesy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmqMC6GXdTY/TycJDXOwp7I/AAAAAAAADDo/pP2lMxtJ9jo/s1600/IMG_0642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmqMC6GXdTY/TycJDXOwp7I/AAAAAAAADDo/pP2lMxtJ9jo/s640/IMG_0642.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wearing:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dual strapped Lilac top&lt;br /&gt;Crochet skorts&lt;br /&gt;Cropped white Cardigan&lt;br /&gt;Satin chained bracelet chunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what to name this look...&lt;br /&gt;Let's just name this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daily pastels&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzZe_75A8zY/TycJMAl9muI/AAAAAAAADD4/Hi2RltDymqU/s1600/IMG_0663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzZe_75A8zY/TycJMAl9muI/AAAAAAAADD4/Hi2RltDymqU/s640/IMG_0663.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wearing:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Black racer maxi dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Black gold Moschino cheap or chic Belt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Black gold Juicy Couture chain charm watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Heart shaped shades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Local Ah Lian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM88Tup2wzQ/TycQmD5Z-KI/AAAAAAAADEA/lo4UpLIZiH4/s1600/moschino+belt+ah+lian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM88Tup2wzQ/TycQmD5Z-KI/AAAAAAAADEA/lo4UpLIZiH4/s640/moschino+belt+ah+lian.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that most dresses that tapers and ends off after the knee never fails to provide this "tighten up" illusion.&lt;br /&gt;Think pencil skirts, a good structured shift dress etc.&lt;br /&gt;Makes the torso taunt.firms up, look shapely and lengthens, making one looks taller than she really is!&lt;br /&gt;I'll explain the illusion concept in a seperate post if time permits in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70azRt7r8Ps/TycSyyuRwhI/AAAAAAAADEI/wOc8X8V0Hxs/s1600/IMG_0893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70azRt7r8Ps/TycSyyuRwhI/AAAAAAAADEI/wOc8X8V0Hxs/s640/IMG_0893.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Belt turned out to be too loose, had to bring to Shukey to get holes punched, and cut off some excess leather for it to be worn as a waist belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;That's about all the stuff I found in my phone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Til the next time ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Humming in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm not a girl, not yet a woman - Britney Spears&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/9324875-1199244551677624702?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1199244551677624702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1199244551677624702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1199244551677624702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1199244551677624702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/project-random-stuff-i-wear.html' title='Project: Random stuff I wear'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYEVEYijgkw/TybpYgDT0pI/AAAAAAAADDQ/qoAisTdanIA/s72-c/daphne+white+asy+vest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-204228754782377141</id><published>2012-01-30T04:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T04:54:24.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry friends'/><title type='text'>Off with the dog!</title><content type='html'>I've had just about enough with the dog at the moment, so I'm just angsting alittle, because I just want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously got to send her for some obedience training - other wise, she might just receive similar fate with the cat. (ie animosity with the mom)&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like stupid girl decides to sneak into mommy's room and poo in her toilet, right smack at the entrance&lt;br /&gt;The mother stepped on the "black gold", and naturally, isn't thrilled by Trixie's toilet adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walked past the furry blob, and I saw that between her sleep tray and pee tray ~ the bugger had to shit between the line. Seriously, is it that hard, to just shit/pee properly in the allocated location?&lt;br /&gt;I'll deal with it when I wake up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;#SwearsUnderTheBreath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, no one ever said that training a puppy is going to be easy business, but this one that I've got here is not dumb. She's uber intelligent but is just DAMN FREAKING STUBBORN.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, how many puppies/dogs have you met, that is capable of breaking out of her cage/compound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're actually talking about 3 different cages/fence in total, and she did it all.&lt;br /&gt;Ta da!&lt;br /&gt;I bet she had lessons with Houdini.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not frustrated or upset with the dog, I'm just showing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little fleabag looking "angelic" on her "floor bonding time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xoxD_3t3GZQ/TyWrhO8FTnI/AAAAAAAADCY/uGSNAaF8P3A/s1600/IMG_0592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xoxD_3t3GZQ/TyWrhO8FTnI/AAAAAAAADCY/uGSNAaF8P3A/s640/IMG_0592.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got brown eyes. I really do...&lt;br /&gt;If you'll just stare at them alittle longer - or I can get my owner to PS my eyes til they are naturally brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ozyPG9iWeAI/TyWrnFRu3xI/AAAAAAAADCg/65HZ5_FRMCE/s1600/IMG_0595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ozyPG9iWeAI/TyWrnFRu3xI/AAAAAAAADCg/65HZ5_FRMCE/s640/IMG_0595.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mobile floor rug in my room - Matchy with my studded bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Uhuh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;* I'm still hunting for the perfect collar for my little furry fleabag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her default red-blue collar will suffice for now, not that I've got a choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVUt-OvX-18/TyWsTixyB0I/AAAAAAAADCo/TlAfj74Sans/s1600/IMG_0604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVUt-OvX-18/TyWsTixyB0I/AAAAAAAADCo/TlAfj74Sans/s640/IMG_0604.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self amusing doggles having fun with my room's mirror, featuring her signature "dead cockroach"&amp;nbsp;pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It's like one of her default sleeping position somemore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So cute, how not to love right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n12cbcd3kCc/TyWsbfiz_uI/AAAAAAAADCw/CgYZU2M_t64/s1600/IMG_0650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n12cbcd3kCc/TyWsbfiz_uI/AAAAAAAADCw/CgYZU2M_t64/s640/IMG_0650.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--5UH462Jj4E/TyWsi0Ph_sI/AAAAAAAADC4/uapD-R7QKvs/s1600/IMG_0656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--5UH462Jj4E/TyWsi0Ph_sI/AAAAAAAADC4/uapD-R7QKvs/s640/IMG_0656.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only cute when she's dry and furry.&lt;br /&gt;I swear she looks like an ugly rat when she's wet!&lt;br /&gt;So ugly, only a mother will love....&lt;br /&gt;Look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGhRTzc6t9k/TyWuO8RKpxI/AAAAAAAADDI/y0AzCv-v0NE/s1600/IMG_0725.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGhRTzc6t9k/TyWuO8RKpxI/AAAAAAAADDI/y0AzCv-v0NE/s640/IMG_0725.PNG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She insist on propping herself up whenever I shower her in the bath tub, and my bathroom floor will be wet after. T.T (I hate it when the bathroom floor is wet and flooded.)&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe she's scared that she'll drown or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a last picture of the furry Madame with half sized skinny legs to boot.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BI8bYxcgjrM/TyWuNc-1JtI/AAAAAAAADDA/begEGLW_L1s/s1600/IMG_0724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BI8bYxcgjrM/TyWuNc-1JtI/AAAAAAAADDA/begEGLW_L1s/s640/IMG_0724.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Told you she looks ugly, when she's wet like a rat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*An ugly looking scopionish looking bug just flew in and landed on my cushion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I'm refusing to sleep tonight, until I smack that ugly BUGger to death, or at least get it to leave my room.&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/9324875-204228754782377141?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/204228754782377141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=204228754782377141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/204228754782377141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/204228754782377141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/off-with-dog.html' title='Off with the dog!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xoxD_3t3GZQ/TyWrhO8FTnI/AAAAAAAADCY/uGSNAaF8P3A/s72-c/IMG_0592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1518263589627862290</id><published>2012-01-27T04:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T04:29:44.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Trixie and dots</title><content type='html'>It's official!&lt;br /&gt;The family's adopting Trixie the miniature schnauzer.&lt;br /&gt;When I first brought her home, my biggest worry was whether she could win the hearts of the fam - and she did it like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE including mommy (who's like really afraid of dogs since like forever) and Daddy ( who really is a cat person), Da and Jan is okay with her.&lt;br /&gt;Probably only the Bunny isn't exactly overjoyed by her presence, but he's okay with her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first week with Trixie proved to be kinda tricky.&lt;br /&gt;She is quite the poop and pee machine.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I avert my eyes for a split second, a puddle or a pile of poop would surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was exasperating.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was Cinderella with the never ending chore of cleaning up after the dog.&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen napkins, rag and mop was like my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;For someone who rarely holds the mop, I lost count of the number of times I held the mop in just one day - record breaking.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I present to you...&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;Trixie Lee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIfMTlUzCCA/TyGbwZ1Y39I/AAAAAAAADCI/HgxZ5Yaxufk/s1600/Trixiehearts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIfMTlUzCCA/TyGbwZ1Y39I/AAAAAAAADCI/HgxZ5Yaxufk/s640/Trixiehearts.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My introductory picture of Trixie the schnauzer to my world.&lt;br /&gt;Long and messy beard + eyebrows on her first day at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt live with the messy long beard and eyebrows, and I took matters in my own hands!&lt;br /&gt;( it was rather unfortunate that the grooming places weren't available - as it was the Lunar new year peak period.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trimmed her brows and beard myself!&lt;br /&gt;Tralalalla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much neater, but she looks like a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgB6AktKhQ4/TyGbQk5cYbI/AAAAAAAADCA/I7RByRAHA0I/s1600/trixielee.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgB6AktKhQ4/TyGbQk5cYbI/AAAAAAAADCA/I7RByRAHA0I/s640/trixielee.png" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A close up of her in the day, while she was lounging in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She had her "whatcha staring at?" face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nIrvESwYjls/TyGcEb-aJkI/AAAAAAAADCQ/mVMMqz8ElQY/s1600/Trixie+Staring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nIrvESwYjls/TyGcEb-aJkI/AAAAAAAADCQ/mVMMqz8ElQY/s640/Trixie+Staring.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Love this picture of her to bits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It was kinda candid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;She was sort of tired from the endless camera snapping, and so happened that one of her ear was flopped backwards + we could see her brown eyes for the first time, as most pictures with normal lighting kinda just hid her pretty eyes away along with her black and silver fur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;My master piece isn't so bad for a first timer grooming huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's been about 2 weeks since I've brought her home, and Trixie seems to be progressing a little with the potty training, adjusting fantastically to her new family and home, and seems to have picked up a trick or 2 for future show and tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's quite a smart little doggle, with very short attention span.&lt;br /&gt;Terribly stubborn and extremely needy - she whines every time I leave home (with or without the rest of the family) and sits by the door until I return home.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niam niam (sticky) little sweetie - that's what I call her.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy refers to her as my precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lunar New year is very much sweetened with her presence.&lt;br /&gt;Gives the family an extra topic to gather about - and a good source of entertainment just watching her going about with her silly antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ask and you shall be given.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny how everything fell into place, as if everything was pre planned.&lt;br /&gt;I asked for a dog, and in a twist of fate, I met 2 dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back in &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html"&gt;October&lt;/a&gt;, I was 90% convinced about getting a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-in-loveeeeee.html"&gt;toy poodle&lt;/a&gt;, and extremely bent on&amp;nbsp;naming her Bambi.&lt;br /&gt;Only that time wasn't right for me to bring "Bambi" home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet just a couple of months down, there was &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/haatei.html"&gt;Haatei's&lt;/a&gt; short stay with us (you can also read up why he's stay with us turned our to be short&lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-haatei.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;), and now we have Trixie that found her way effortlessly into our hearts with so much love and affections to share with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/haatei.html"&gt;Haatei&lt;/a&gt;'s&amp;nbsp;short existence, Trixie's entrance into our home would not have been easy.&lt;br /&gt;Haatei proved to mommy that not all dogs are ill behaved.&lt;br /&gt;He showed her the full potential of an obedient, well trained dog.&lt;br /&gt;That with proper guidance and training, there was nothing to fear - despite his physique in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even allowed him to sleep next to her bed while she was napping.&lt;br /&gt;That was how calming a presence he was to mommy - who's been scared of dogs her entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;My point in jotting this side note, is to remind us that life isn't all that we set out to be.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason; that is surely to help shape us for our intended future.&lt;br /&gt;Without the past, we wouldn't appreciate our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every situation that presents itself to me, I'm learning to take them at my own stride - one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting the control freak in me, who is adamant about grasping details and making choices &lt;i&gt;my way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly learning to understand that there IS a bigger plan out there, waiting for me to fit into the role, and contribute my worth to the world +&amp;nbsp;NOTHING is within my control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As how I always love quoting Steve Jobs pertaining to this matter, as he has done a fantastic job in summarizing words that I am unable to put forth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You cannot connect the dots looking forward.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can only connect them looking backwards.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trusting in something, ~ your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever ~ because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;even if it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, this pretty much summarizes life as zen-ly as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1518263589627862290?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1518263589627862290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1518263589627862290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1518263589627862290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1518263589627862290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/trixie-and-dots.html' title='Trixie and dots'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIfMTlUzCCA/TyGbwZ1Y39I/AAAAAAAADCI/HgxZ5Yaxufk/s72-c/Trixiehearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-3461031740391286668</id><published>2012-01-26T06:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:51:11.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Songs in my head</title><content type='html'>Im not sure if this is actually normal, but I usually wake up with a song in my head...&lt;br /&gt;It's probably a leftover from my sleep world or perhaps a little message from my inner self telling me something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, the current song stuck in my head from my nap time is Mari Hamada's hold on dream on.&lt;br /&gt;The chorus just keeps repeating in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Non stop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda inspired me to YouTube her, and I found her concert version. &lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, this is probably the only song I know, and she's not particularly pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Her high waist jeans and midriff that she wore, made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this joke about how our waist line level keeps dropping as the years goes by.&lt;br /&gt;It'll totally be normal to be walking around with panties, by the time i turn 80 years old or something.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, quite abit of old chinese songs has been making their way back into my head ever since the recent KTV we had during Claudia's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the songs are really quite emo somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me change my statement -Chinese songs are always emo, #IMHO.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The KTV session has since spurred a bout of Chinese song hunting to add to the playlist.&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 am in the morning some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxbk4hkmTec/TyDpknG1iBI/AAAAAAAADB4/aFBFskLH8AQ/s1600/songstuckinmyhead.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxbk4hkmTec/TyDpknG1iBI/AAAAAAAADB4/aFBFskLH8AQ/s640/songstuckinmyhead.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-3461031740391286668?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3461031740391286668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=3461031740391286668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/3461031740391286668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/3461031740391286668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/songs-in-my-head.html' title='Songs in my head'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxbk4hkmTec/TyDpknG1iBI/AAAAAAAADB4/aFBFskLH8AQ/s72-c/songstuckinmyhead.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-4372277533169054168</id><published>2012-01-17T05:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T04:29:22.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Things I do when bored...</title><content type='html'>I know that I've just posted an entry not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I napped too much in the day, and now I'm sleepless and tucked in bed with too many thoughts swimming pass my head randomly...&lt;br /&gt;So I figured that I should just type in random stuff that I do on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;Like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing tiny tower ( used to be bejewel to help pass time - minute after minute, it gets really addictive)&lt;br /&gt;2. Online shop/ browse - I can do that endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pre plan outfits for days when I feel like shit, with absolutely no motivation to dress up at all.. &amp;nbsp;( these pre planned outfits would come in handy when I actually have to force myself to leave home for meetings etc)&lt;br /&gt;Pre planned outfits are also very good motivators to leave home ( because I can't wait to wear the combination out)&lt;br /&gt;4. Bitch on whatsapp with the buddies &lt;br /&gt;5. Rummage for food and snacks to kill boredom and hunger.&lt;br /&gt;6. Walk over to holland village for bubble tea + toiletries shopping at Watsons, Sasa and Guardian, as well as to stalk animals on sale at pet lovers too! Lol&lt;br /&gt;7. Read up twitter and Facebook status&lt;br /&gt;8. Daydream in bed&lt;br /&gt;9. Be Philosopical and ponder about things beyond my control like..&lt;br /&gt;My life journey, my destiny, my purpose on this earth and how the choice I make would affect many outcomes and how I can improve the life of people that I care about + wonder when will Karma strike those who have been playing dirty etc.&lt;br /&gt;For that, I hope they'll never be able to get a good night's worth of sleep. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;10. Attempt to pack up my room and construct ideas to make storage more exciting&lt;br /&gt;11. Fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;12. Disturb my little abnn zoo at home.&lt;br /&gt;The animals at home are all expected to do selective tricks to earn their treats.&lt;br /&gt;I spend time with them daily, and train them to do achievable tricks.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-4372277533169054168?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4372277533169054168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=4372277533169054168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4372277533169054168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4372277533169054168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-i-do-when-bored.html' title='Things I do when bored...'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8066842295513511813</id><published>2012-01-17T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T03:25:03.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>CNY 2012 and spring cleaning Loot.</title><content type='html'>Just completed half the spring clean in preparation for the coming Chinese New Year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the mother is plotting to chuck away our Mega old display cupboard at home, my&amp;nbsp;biggest find for the night would be my nugget buddies from Macdonalds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had them when I was a weeny kid, and they look like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzK5ILbGP0g/TxR4Ydc1D4I/AAAAAAAADBw/XJmeSKVAVuk/s1600/nugget_buddies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzK5ILbGP0g/TxR4Ydc1D4I/AAAAAAAADBw/XJmeSKVAVuk/s640/nugget_buddies.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, mommy did not raise me to my full potential of being a fast food kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I was unable to get the full collection of my Nuggets village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at them, I smiled and packed them into the allocated plastic boxes to be stored away for.... future reminiscing purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super love the nuggets ♥"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring cleaning is a long way from completion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The room is still looking very war-zoned like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like I'll never be neat in this life. Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreamt of a very nice and pretty room while I was napping earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nao...why can't that very awesome room become reality for this coming CNY huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8066842295513511813?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8066842295513511813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8066842295513511813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8066842295513511813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8066842295513511813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/cny-2012-and-spring-cleaning-loot.html' title='CNY 2012 and spring cleaning Loot.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzK5ILbGP0g/TxR4Ydc1D4I/AAAAAAAADBw/XJmeSKVAVuk/s72-c/nugget_buddies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-2406962122044140516</id><published>2012-01-09T05:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T05:51:56.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>New Hair... Sunshine Girl or SPG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldGrMQq9fJ4/TwnYwLOCHiI/AAAAAAAADBA/zZM3mmL4tFY/s1600/kitty+glasses+Daphne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldGrMQq9fJ4/TwnYwLOCHiI/AAAAAAAADBA/zZM3mmL4tFY/s640/kitty+glasses+Daphne.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sick for the looooongest time, and I got bored of staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;Too much rest and bed time is counter productive to my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to text the hair dresser and see if she's free to entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumped out of bed, washed up and dropped by Next Salon to change the hair.&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken while I was trotting over to Holland Village.&lt;br /&gt;(I seriously think I poop, eat, sleep, and do pretty much everything there, if given a choice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seated at the salon -&amp;nbsp;Kate flipped through my hair, stared at my hair job and asked me who colored my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her with o.O eyes, and owned up that I colored them myself.&lt;br /&gt;She praised me and said my technique is pretty good huh...&lt;br /&gt;Until she flipped to the back part.&lt;br /&gt;It was darker than the rest of my hair&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!&lt;br /&gt;Botched job, and in my own defense - I said the back of my head has no eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la, like I really care!&lt;br /&gt;A good laugh and a few more hair flips later.&lt;br /&gt;She told me her vision for my hair... and I said deal (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the usual trim and paint hoo haa later...&lt;br /&gt;She admired her artwork and&amp;nbsp;said to me...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're a sunshine girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I returned her comment with my best are you kidding look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;She decided on a new statement.&lt;br /&gt;Are you an SPG then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her my next best incredulous look.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;and we both burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Seriously, between the both of us.. it's been more than 10 years since our hair relationship started... back when I was her hair model back in the defunct Blitz salon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;she knows how I hate looking "neat" with prim and proper hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and stuff like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Soo... yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;i'm gonna be a psuedo Sunshine girl and SPG for the new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Pictures were taken at night in the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I know I look damn fair here right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It's a lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oBSa1r6qruo/TwoIIJZL4HI/AAAAAAAADBg/-BCExoGF-24/s1600/Kitty+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oBSa1r6qruo/TwoIIJZL4HI/AAAAAAAADBg/-BCExoGF-24/s640/Kitty+face.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is my newest craze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The neo print looking stamps apps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Mad Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;No photo filter! Promise!&lt;br /&gt;Just pure white lights from the bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I've got a thing for good lighting in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Annoys the shit if I can't see things properly at night.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well use candles if that's the case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8aesWlX2m0I/TwnlfQJ7InI/AAAAAAAADBI/iWhJwDYkgXM/s1600/Hello+kitty+glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8aesWlX2m0I/TwnlfQJ7InI/AAAAAAAADBI/iWhJwDYkgXM/s640/Hello+kitty+glasses.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know right! Looks damn blonde. but it's probably closer to&amp;nbsp;the picture below, even though the color seems to be getting "brighter" with each hair wash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Im gonna look "ang moh" by this coming Chinese New year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1N1g7_OXve4/TwoNQKB9JhI/AAAAAAAADBo/bZf5la7rxLE/s1600/hair+streaks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1N1g7_OXve4/TwoNQKB9JhI/AAAAAAAADBo/bZf5la7rxLE/s640/hair+streaks.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the bright side, I'm glad and enjoy the fact that I can do ANYTHING with my hair, and still get away with it (Maybe not shave my head botak or perm until I look like a poodle..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#JobPerks FTW!&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-2406962122044140516?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2406962122044140516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=2406962122044140516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2406962122044140516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2406962122044140516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-hair-sunshine-girl-or-spg.html' title='New Hair... Sunshine Girl or SPG?'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldGrMQq9fJ4/TwnYwLOCHiI/AAAAAAAADBA/zZM3mmL4tFY/s72-c/kitty+glasses+Daphne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7543601220454102538</id><published>2012-01-04T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:48:54.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Sick + shopping loots</title><content type='html'>It's been damn long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell sick before christmas, and continued to be sick over the new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a terribly hacking cough to deal with, it's a sad affair to develop coughing abs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the entire night frustrated, and I need to rave about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the only quick accessible food at my beck and call would be the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;party packet of Kit Kats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Jappy prawn crackers that is damn awesome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought them from Takashimaya basement market...takes like 5 prawns to make one cracker, and its MSG free. *yums*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the remaining 5 boxes of Lychee pocky staring at me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the usual Jumbo box of Kokocrunch waving to me to kill hunger pangs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I willed myself not to eat any of them, because I want that stupid cough to go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate an entire box of Rambutan and I need to say this aloud...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIBRE DOES NOT FILL UP THE EMPTY TUMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up hungry after I was done with rambutans and tons of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#sadplight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now officially know why people lose weight when sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many things cannot eat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate lunch at Astons at 5pm - still thinking of the already digested yummy chicken chop&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate dinner at home 10pm - hor fan styled seafood beehoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and fully digested by 1am - the honey lemon jelly drink I bought at the petrol station did nothing to help with the hunger pangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They attracted ants, and I nearly drank them all. Rwar!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I looked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost ate an ant once, and those stupid tiny things give off a putrid taste in the mouth that reminds me of insecticide. one ant was enough to trigger my gag reflex&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid bugger even bit my tongue while he was at it. *!@$%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fault that the ant trepassed my drink?!&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the entire night reading one of my favourite books to distract myself from the crazy hunger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The little white horse&lt;/i&gt; by Elizabeth Goudge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a sucker for nice imaginary stories that involves stars, moons, unicorns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished the book in a night, and feeling a little lost and out of sorts after finishing the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's one of those -&lt;i&gt; what do I usually do to kill time, before I started on the book &lt;/i&gt;- kind of feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a brighter note,&amp;nbsp;I met V for lunch, and the sweetie gave me a jar of moisturizer from Lancome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She knew I had been whining about moisturizers for the longest time, as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biotherm stopped producing the range that I like, and I've been shopping for a new "love" ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was living off testers for close to 2 months... #TrueStory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I could not decide on a new brand, nor do I want to buy and shelf the product aside, because my room has limited space.&lt;br /&gt;I live in a matchbox remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She recommended the Hydra Zen, and so she passed them for me to try out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#stressed what if I dont like it?!&lt;br /&gt;She also passed me a couple of other skin stuff, like Kiehl's facial cleanser and this new tester for Lancome's eye cream. Hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbavfzBq_FA/TwSQP1hDqAI/AAAAAAAADA4/qYD8vWbpzOY/s1600/skin+food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbavfzBq_FA/TwSQP1hDqAI/AAAAAAAADA4/qYD8vWbpzOY/s640/skin+food.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm sure I would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep reviews for another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel super loved by my friends and family, even though i'm sick and feeling shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digressing, the mother went a little nuts on the honey stock piling, just because I told her that I finished up the jar of honey and we needed more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honey is damn good for sick people like me, and awesome for people who perpetually have sugar cravings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madam mommy bought 3 jars of manuka honey and apparently each jar had &amp;nbsp;different use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a simple girl, I only want the normal drinking type.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now still got to remember which jar is for drinking, which is coating the throat / lining the tummy and which to smear on the face (kidding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digression aside, I went into a slight panic attack mode after lunch with V.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought that I would not have any new clothes to wear this coming Chinese New Year, sent me into a frantic mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have issues getting new clothes during the later half of the year, because Autumn colors do not look awesome on me.... and dreary colors for the winter are quite depressing. The fluffy and thick fabrics aren't exactly a hit with me too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*cues and laments why isn't there any snow or winter in Singapore?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new clothes that I have recently bought and received have since been worn *panics*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nao, why didn't I think of saving them for the CNY, instead of wearing them immediately!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I was in the area, I braved the crowd at Bugis Village and&amp;nbsp;emerged with a few everyday essential loots - not exactly CNY worthy, but&amp;nbsp;I'll at least have new stuff stockpiled for the festive season!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A romantic looking chiffony tube dress (vivi inspired!) - in my head, I already knew what belt, hair, and accessories I'll fix up with the new dress to get that look in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An off white Asymmetric casual jersey vest for my everyday chillax wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It goes pretty nicely with my denim shorts without looking sloppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Korean inspired jersey blouse in white,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's long sleeves, I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's got major holes at the shoulders, to offset the fabric spam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I super love the skater silhouette.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i can pair it with shorts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how i'm constantly contradicting myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hate to look sloppy, but love to wear shorts - it's an art I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#JustSaying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favouritest of the lot, would be the hello kitty frame that I bought!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leopard/tortoise shell spectacle frames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if my optician will entertain me, if I were to bring my frames in and ask for real prescription lens?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad, for a 2 hour shopping stint at Bugis, and none of them were cheap as $10 though :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures later, when I'm feeling better and interested in dressing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lounging in my pajammies is damn awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flop back into bed anytime I fancy, with bed head and geeky specs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also just bought a nice asymmetrical white top from Tracyeinny as we speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am really quite safe now.... no need for panick attacks anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/9324875-7543601220454102538?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7543601220454102538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7543601220454102538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7543601220454102538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7543601220454102538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/sick-shopping-loots.html' title='Sick + shopping loots'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbavfzBq_FA/TwSQP1hDqAI/AAAAAAAADA4/qYD8vWbpzOY/s72-c/skin+food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1200557137220124115</id><published>2012-01-02T02:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T03:01:55.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Hello New Year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jBAuT1wqKw/TwCdYZnWuNI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/SmnoYpb4yak/s1600/2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jBAuT1wqKw/TwCdYZnWuNI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/SmnoYpb4yak/s640/2012.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2012, we finally meet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what the year would hold and bring, but I truly wish that the new year would bring good health, lots of wealth, love peace and joy to all, including the evil people around - just so that they'll learn to stop being so evil to everyone around, and find peace within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I also wish that this Red Diary will be filled to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;Only C will know what I mean by this, as she has a matching one as well.&lt;br /&gt;Only that mine has a red Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn Bow attached - itchy fingers, everything needs to look girly + the bow was too cute to be ignored. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was a relatively good year for me, with selective monsters to make me sad.&lt;br /&gt;But life is full of ups and downs, so I'd stand by the fact that 2011 has been good to me.&lt;br /&gt;It ended well.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With...&lt;br /&gt;a bulk of payments coming through...&lt;br /&gt;Proper time spent with loved ones&lt;br /&gt;Was having a good meal when the clock striked 12.&lt;br /&gt;Closing it with awesome mango pudding from Crystal jade at Holland Village.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;31st 2011 got me beaming from ear to ear. (almost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple joys for the simple creature I am.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally gotten around to compiling &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of my Christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the biggest present to myself would be a happy Daphne.&lt;br /&gt;So there we go, Bunny ear hairtwist and my new crochet top on Christmas day itself.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this picture, I think I need a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRtoIa1CRpY/TwCVS_6APKI/AAAAAAAAC_E/ZxwE2QhHg0s/s1600/Daphne2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRtoIa1CRpY/TwCVS_6APKI/AAAAAAAAC_E/ZxwE2QhHg0s/s640/Daphne2011.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Present would be the iphone to myself.&lt;br /&gt;With all that Apps available, editing pictures is sooooo convenient.&lt;br /&gt;Except for the snapping a picture of my phone part.&lt;br /&gt;Had to whip out the camera to do the deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LBhnN8Xtoto/TwCezTP7rUI/AAAAAAAAC_k/5qnNnrQh-t4/s1600/IMG_5909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LBhnN8Xtoto/TwCezTP7rUI/AAAAAAAAC_k/5qnNnrQh-t4/s640/IMG_5909.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I bought myself this very cute Hello Kity Casing from Sanrio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Red bow + Clicky ears at the "unlock" button&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My only gripe was that the white of the kitty casing was NOT the same as the iphone white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Weehhhh..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ok, and that the casing was a little bulky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Need to show off the awesome wallpaper I found!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I edited the colors alittle to make it look less jarring to the eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I dont like overly girlie stuff - so this one suits me right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Punk/graffiti inspired + the red bow-ed kitty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLF5M-7-kkc/TwCfHiLhcLI/AAAAAAAAC_w/DOpoWkQ4Zc4/s1600/IMG_5910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLF5M-7-kkc/TwCfHiLhcLI/AAAAAAAAC_w/DOpoWkQ4Zc4/s640/IMG_5910.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My christmas present to myself came too early, so I forgot, and happily bought myself another present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you my new vinyl Ted Baker wallet with Heart shaped intial clasp!&lt;br /&gt;The flash showed off my handprints more than the wallet. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Love Ted Bakers eye for details TTM!&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1l8fEhLOPt4/TwCVUmccGtI/AAAAAAAAC_M/jwtP0O9TIJ8/s1600/Ted+Baker+Vinyl+heart+clasp+wallet.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1l8fEhLOPt4/TwCVUmccGtI/AAAAAAAAC_M/jwtP0O9TIJ8/s640/Ted+Baker+Vinyl+heart+clasp+wallet.png" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my wallet interior says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAvXeGlMcdc/TwCgjrxHVvI/AAAAAAAAC_8/xgobxspY4nE/s1600/IMG_5914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAvXeGlMcdc/TwCgjrxHVvI/AAAAAAAAC_8/xgobxspY4nE/s640/IMG_5914.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The more you give, the more you get.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shaky hands, and an old camera so I shall spare you the agony of reading the interiors of my wallet, and type it out instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red LV epi is officially retired again, until I decide that matchy everything is more important than my cute TB wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RsusDbe3Hk/TwCVMi06SmI/AAAAAAAAC-8/HAnV4YN1C3Y/s1600/Laura+Ashley+Hot+Chocolate.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RsusDbe3Hk/TwCVMi06SmI/AAAAAAAAC-8/HAnV4YN1C3Y/s640/Laura+Ashley+Hot+Chocolate.png" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bestie knows me best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;White chocolate for a cold rainy day, because normal chocolates always give me a sore throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My dear Miss Laura Ashley, please come back for good....so that we can go shopping together EVERY WEEK, instead of twice a year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went shopping a couple of days back, and I accidentally inspired her with the idea to get hair extentions. Crazy woman really did them and is returning back to London with Jungle girl/ Hagrid inspired hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope hers will stay put longer than mine did. Lost patience with them and took them all out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also brought her to Ma Maison for dinner the other night after shopping, and she liked it so much that she dragged me there for dinner again 2 days later. This is how crazy girls live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hahaha. I think i'm crazier - coz I ate the same thing twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At least she changed to the one I ordered, because she was salivating over my portion the other night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Rwar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some things just dont change, no matter how far apart we are - or how unoften we see each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Picture collage of some my gifts up close. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A nice dress from my other good friend, who surprised me with this dress that I didnt manage to get for myself, and the nice sleep wear bottoms from the sister ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This crazy girl bought both the shorts and long pants version in the same Love print.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Funny, but nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x068mYLACK4/TwCku2GfXgI/AAAAAAAADAI/b4nWRaD4DzU/s1600/print+mixed+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x068mYLACK4/TwCku2GfXgI/AAAAAAAADAI/b4nWRaD4DzU/s640/print+mixed+collage.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kitty phone cover in red flown in from Japan - because the kitty cover I got for myself is too bulky, and is not in red, says X.. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Told X that I saw the same ones in Bugis, and he got a little upset. Lol - ok the quality of the silicon feels different. So upset not, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have to 'fess up that the wallpaper was downloaded to match this cover, not the white one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO4WmJbvDJM/TwClPTGEkWI/AAAAAAAADAU/TON5B7-O9xI/s1600/IMG_5912.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO4WmJbvDJM/TwClPTGEkWI/AAAAAAAADAU/TON5B7-O9xI/s640/IMG_5912.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I ate up a couple of other stuff that I've received :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To think of it, this is more like a post of what I bought, instead of what I received.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and I shall end this entry with the last purchase of the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My red jelly Barbie Stripper worthy heels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Melissa kind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ed04dne0UPE/TwCoBFVuikI/AAAAAAAADAg/3OMFCr0q-Us/s1600/barbie+stripper+heels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ed04dne0UPE/TwCoBFVuikI/AAAAAAAADAg/3OMFCr0q-Us/s640/barbie+stripper+heels.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why I call them Barbie inspired - because they reminded me of Barbie's heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I couldn't find the exact one that I used to have, red with ribbon bow on top minus the ankle straps. (They're lost!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Had to make do with the second closest pair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Awww... Dug out my Barbie closet for this photoshoot, and played with them alittle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*beams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I miss being a kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe now that the school hols is over, Toys "R" Us is safe to venture into again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Need to load up on new wardrobe for Barbie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The ones at home are all vintage. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For now, here's to the new year with a red big bang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the growing thought of getting a new semi pro camera.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGMquSLxfEc/TwCpTltr0HI/AAAAAAAADAs/aCM3FjUlCGo/s1600/IMG_5923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGMquSLxfEc/TwCpTltr0HI/AAAAAAAADAs/aCM3FjUlCGo/s640/IMG_5923.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/9324875-1200557137220124115?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1200557137220124115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1200557137220124115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1200557137220124115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1200557137220124115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-new-year.html' title='Hello New Year..'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jBAuT1wqKw/TwCdYZnWuNI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/SmnoYpb4yak/s72-c/2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-664116597016402526</id><published>2011-12-27T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:14:17.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>With Christmas over, I'm still feeling oozy from all the slacking.&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to moving about at all.&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold that I wear socks and cardigans when i'm home..&lt;br /&gt;alittle nuts, but it's quite snuggly feeling to be wearing the burnt leopard fleece socks around the house and to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of my time playing Tiny Tower.&lt;br /&gt;Im hooked to the game. It sounds damn loserish, but i spent most of my waking moment fiddling with the Tiny tower affairs.&lt;br /&gt;I love the bitebook status update.&lt;br /&gt;Funny stuff the bitizens update in there, especially one that said&lt;br /&gt;"why do I have this feeling that i'm constantly being watched"&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how everything is being controlled by me.&lt;br /&gt;Muaahahahha - cant escape from that dictatorial streak in me.&lt;br /&gt;Need to manage and control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saving money for a faster elevator. Current upgraded lift is toooo slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to christmas...&lt;br /&gt;I like mine quiet and snuggly, and quiet and snuggly I get!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough babbling...Here we go, pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas bunny.&lt;br /&gt;He looks so pretty with the red felt bow.&lt;br /&gt;I came home on the eve and decided that Bunny needed some festive cheer - and I made do with Felt scraps and red ribbons, and gave him a Red Bow in 2 mins flat.&lt;br /&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2dVjqRIPdo/TvnIfGgknmI/AAAAAAAAC9E/RxUbJN-fvPk/s1600/bunny+collage.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2dVjqRIPdo/TvnIfGgknmI/AAAAAAAAC9E/RxUbJN-fvPk/s640/bunny+collage.png" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty boy bunny in red ribbon made the mother very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Took Bunny about 15 minutes before he discovered the joy of gnawing at the ribbons..&lt;br /&gt;Had to remove, lest he choked on ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also prepared a few Christmas kits for existing clients as entertainment/gifts/seasons greetings. (whatever you call them la~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Grow your own christmas tree kit!&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited when I discovered this little treasure.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packaging the tree kits came in, looked totally horrendous when I collected them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did what I do best, that is; to repackaged it to make it look chio - with the artistic help of Claudia and of course our friendly Daiso!&lt;br /&gt;Spent a looooooong time in Daiso shopping for the appropriate items needed for the festive visual directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red and white + white aurora fillings!&amp;nbsp;Turns out that it looked damn chio!&lt;br /&gt;(Not a secret that it's my favourite color combination as well. Woo hoo)&lt;br /&gt;Since we did a good job out of the kits, must not resist the chance to show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9Cr5ZyofTM/TvnJIu0ksGI/AAAAAAAAC9U/5taBwIygEuE/s1600/kit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9Cr5ZyofTM/TvnJIu0ksGI/AAAAAAAAC9U/5taBwIygEuE/s640/kit1.jpg" width="590" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxoB6KdFLlI/TvnJHoAdfpI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/BOboWBUDBeg/s1600/kit+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="484" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxoB6KdFLlI/TvnJHoAdfpI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/BOboWBUDBeg/s640/kit+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aurora ribbons we chose are damn difficult to tie!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the pro-ribbon master is around to assist with the important boxes.&lt;br /&gt;Her teeth would drop from too much laughing, if she's seen the ones I've tied myself.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree pictures finally!&lt;br /&gt;This is how the tree looked when assembled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0oXr4bteMg/TvnMnSxme2I/AAAAAAAAC9k/WqhNNOA02sc/s1600/tree+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0oXr4bteMg/TvnMnSxme2I/AAAAAAAAC9k/WqhNNOA02sc/s640/tree+1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tree after I had a go at its branches..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-04czEJ6quYk/TvnNf5ylgaI/AAAAAAAAC9w/wNxLrh0YoH0/s1600/Tree2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-04czEJ6quYk/TvnNf5ylgaI/AAAAAAAAC9w/wNxLrh0YoH0/s640/Tree2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tried the star and bauble decorations on (I added the aurora strips for a special touch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIs8CIU6Si0/TvnNgjXkEvI/AAAAAAAAC94/3nRNUpCio3M/s1600/Tree3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIs8CIU6Si0/TvnNgjXkEvI/AAAAAAAAC94/3nRNUpCio3M/s640/Tree3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to grow the tree without the decorations first (coz I got wind that the tree deco would be hidden away which turns out to be a bad idea....)&lt;br /&gt;Here, we can see the "magic water" seeping up the paper branch, slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LerNHQb-n4c/TvnP5Dny4mI/AAAAAAAAC-k/_iZYBCcYd4A/s1600/tree4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LerNHQb-n4c/TvnP5Dny4mI/AAAAAAAAC-k/_iZYBCcYd4A/s640/tree4.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile later (dont ask me how long - for I busied myself with tiny towers and the usual online trivials) and we have this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little crystal forming on the branches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgU2Zhqyqmk/TvnONxX8EtI/AAAAAAAAC-E/BBhBZEB5vlw/s1600/Tree5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgU2Zhqyqmk/TvnONxX8EtI/AAAAAAAAC-E/BBhBZEB5vlw/s640/Tree5.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little longer later...... More crystals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cTIAhQUXfMs/TvnOTuCoHaI/AAAAAAAAC-M/tW7OD9GIpgI/s1600/Tree6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cTIAhQUXfMs/TvnOTuCoHaI/AAAAAAAAC-M/tW7OD9GIpgI/s640/Tree6.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;End product!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The crystals are really fragile, every time I touched it alittle, little clumps would drop. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No baubles for my christmas trees but for the Star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wehhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Tree kit also came with magic sprinkles (glitter), but I decided to give it a miss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;seeing that my tree isn't chio anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CgFbH2hwChI/TvnOv-LBRJI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/da9SFk5HbXA/s1600/Tree8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CgFbH2hwChI/TvnOv-LBRJI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/da9SFk5HbXA/s640/Tree8.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed everything was completed within 6 hours?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says my tree looked like Broccoli and I told her the magic sprinkles looked like a sachet of seasoning to be added into instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall leave the presents for another post. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ho hoho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-664116597016402526?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/664116597016402526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=664116597016402526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/664116597016402526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/664116597016402526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2dVjqRIPdo/TvnIfGgknmI/AAAAAAAAC9E/RxUbJN-fvPk/s72-c/bunny+collage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-700897648321512595</id><published>2011-12-20T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T16:53:36.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Daphne over the years..</title><content type='html'>Been busy organising my hard drive, and the picture folders in it.&lt;br /&gt;I found countless pictures of myself in the past decade, and I'm so pleased to report that every year came a different look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you can't even point a finger and say that I look boring.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because I change my mind so often, I guess it annoys people that they can't seem to grasp my style either - Being adverse to changes, it gives people an uncertainty - as routine and habits seems to provide humans with a false sense of security (of what?! that's beyond me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;know, we are all creatures of habit.&lt;br /&gt;Change one ingredient, and you'll have a whole nation revolting in disgust or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my ex boss was like that.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I'll induce a heart attack when I walk into his office in a pair of bright red wedges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr H, I nearly went into depression trying to dress professionally in black, navy and black... We need a compromise somewhere.... because before I joined you, life in CRC allowed me to wear practically anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure Mr D would gawk and ask me if i'm in the right mind when I push the dress code to its limits..but as of my memory served me, it didnt come up to anywhere near 5 incredulous faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had twinkly hair just like my little pony, wore high waist shorts, purple and red dress ensembles with matching red necklace and heels to boot, and I survived.&lt;br /&gt;*pats self on the back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not think I would ever live to look the same year after year.&lt;br /&gt;My kids would probably look at my picture album - look at me in the eye and say "mommy, why do all your picture look the same year after year?"&lt;br /&gt;"and if you look the same, why do you keep taking pictures? see one is same as seeing all ma.... only that you look older"&lt;br /&gt;pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll kill myself if that ever happens.&lt;br /&gt;I can never understand how people can find contentment in looking the same year after year, day after day.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you be tired eating the same food every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be like telling me that I have to be vegetarian for life, or that I have to wear black everyday like Morticia Adams or perhaps the equivalent to others that the wealth they have accumulated in their lifetime, is no longer in use. Moving&amp;nbsp;back to using rocks and stones and bartering as a means of trade.&lt;br /&gt;Blasphemy I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a blast back to the past as&amp;nbsp;I marvel at the change in hairstyle and my makeup style...&lt;br /&gt;in no specific time order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof fringe.&lt;br /&gt;Dark hair&lt;br /&gt;I believe I was achieving the classy look without compromising my design student edge by mixing the fuchsia color into my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, no mascara, not going out era. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaRRkO975ek/Tu9qduKcaII/AAAAAAAAC2M/I5_AIqOEH5k/s1600/10+may+2006++5contrast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaRRkO975ek/Tu9qduKcaII/AAAAAAAAC2M/I5_AIqOEH5k/s640/10+may+2006++5contrast.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair after the hairshow for L'oreal's competition - my hairstylist made it to the Top 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bEBzJK3Mfw/Tu9oCDBa84I/AAAAAAAAC1E/NBm3s-mXGns/s1600/7+april+2005+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bEBzJK3Mfw/Tu9oCDBa84I/AAAAAAAAC1E/NBm3s-mXGns/s640/7+april+2005+3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of those days after a haircut at the defunct Blitz Salon and still in my ASOS feather earring craze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyeZuR8VBWA/Tu9oFpk72AI/AAAAAAAAC1k/G8ku5DioK5Y/s1600/Daph%2527s+Inspiration%2528028%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyeZuR8VBWA/Tu9oFpk72AI/AAAAAAAAC1k/G8ku5DioK5Y/s640/Daph%2527s+Inspiration%2528028%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing out my L'oreal haircut (had to have the same cut twice - once for photoshoot and once was the real thing) and still pulling off the asymmetric look, and I like pining up one side of my hair still..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love those crazy set square worthy angles that I call eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;I guess over tweezing was the fashion then..just like korean bushy eyebrow was a couple of years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMev6rpTJfI/Tu9oIiGBvVI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Dlj-26c7jpM/s1600/P1010003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMev6rpTJfI/Tu9oIiGBvVI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Dlj-26c7jpM/s640/P1010003.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic bob which I still love - think I'll go back to this again, once I'm sick of my long hair, minus the grey lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1ktX5pdTnI/Tu9oJPOL2_I/AAAAAAAAC1w/1BpG2Jygelo/s1600/Pictures+pict%2521%2528017%2529cropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1ktX5pdTnI/Tu9oJPOL2_I/AAAAAAAAC1w/1BpG2Jygelo/s640/Pictures+pict%2521%2528017%2529cropped.jpg" width="592" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I learn that Stubby stud earrings is not flattering to round and fat faces.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Putting a circle on an already circular face is what we call... drawing attention to unnecessary chubs! (chubbiness) *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Genius right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwSfiN6b-yE/Tu9oaKdvh7I/AAAAAAAAC18/H5LdkF--n_I/s1600/Image035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwSfiN6b-yE/Tu9oaKdvh7I/AAAAAAAAC18/H5LdkF--n_I/s640/Image035.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonged the bob hair for a dinner party.&lt;br /&gt;Going for the sassy look here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnrYxrbNufY/Tu9qK0zsmII/AAAAAAAAC2E/F5YqFn3pYUA/s1600/Picture791.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnrYxrbNufY/Tu9qK0zsmII/AAAAAAAAC2E/F5YqFn3pYUA/s640/Picture791.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;then came the one sided bob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took me a week to decide that I really like this asymmetric bob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You can see that the hair on the left side was really short! It's like ear length!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVdHi6v_sOg/Tu9xCxyIxCI/AAAAAAAAC3M/XtexWSuOuEo/s1600/22+july+2006+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVdHi6v_sOg/Tu9xCxyIxCI/AAAAAAAAC3M/XtexWSuOuEo/s640/22+july+2006+1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My sun kissed look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Minimal eyeshadow, and just tons of blusher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At that point, I was using up my blusher every 3 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I still like this look alot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggy3Dw9lca4/Tu9xPC56VSI/AAAAAAAAC3k/w_n5qik7rq4/s1600/23+nov+2006+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggy3Dw9lca4/Tu9xPC56VSI/AAAAAAAAC3k/w_n5qik7rq4/s640/23+nov+2006+12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Up close,&lt;br /&gt;Really quite nice what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KhX3KEhP14/Tu9xRJ6wByI/AAAAAAAAC34/23Se7sdf9lc/s1600/23+nov+2006+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KhX3KEhP14/Tu9xRJ6wByI/AAAAAAAAC34/23Se7sdf9lc/s640/23+nov+2006+15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went for a hair perm - compliments from the defunct Blitz salon, and styling my hair EVERYDAY is quite a chore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also liked how I edited the picture to be semi actual color, and semi sepia-ish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nice right?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xujkB5h-E6A/Tu9s1-HTCOI/AAAAAAAAC2c/0IZMI4hWLTA/s1600/being+Daphne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xujkB5h-E6A/Tu9s1-HTCOI/AAAAAAAAC2c/0IZMI4hWLTA/s640/being+Daphne.jpg" width="442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I then evolved to my "grunge princess" look, with the trucker caps, and dark rimmed eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V84tDto2CSU/Tu9s3d4ZUrI/AAAAAAAAC2k/Y5mjpYc5WTk/s1600/DSC00334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V84tDto2CSU/Tu9s3d4ZUrI/AAAAAAAAC2k/Y5mjpYc5WTk/s640/DSC00334.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;went on to get myself hair extentions to complete the grunge princess look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How to look princess, if your hair is short right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yBefOcvrhU4/Tu9s5zDGXuI/AAAAAAAAC20/YudnzZwbY90/s1600/DSC00670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yBefOcvrhU4/Tu9s5zDGXuI/AAAAAAAAC20/YudnzZwbY90/s640/DSC00670.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sick of the hair extentions in like 2 months and chopped the remaining permed bits away.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be a boy.&lt;br /&gt;That was before Agyness Deyn, the model became hot with her androgynous get up.&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-568k9H8ax-I/Tu9s7e5e_iI/AAAAAAAAC24/C6gRrsxfccQ/s1600/DSC01977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-568k9H8ax-I/Tu9s7e5e_iI/AAAAAAAAC24/C6gRrsxfccQ/s640/DSC01977.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was the picture post photoshopping -color accenting, inspired by Canon's new camera feature that I haven't gotten around to buying yet.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9ihnUmuMXg/Tu9zoaSr-XI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/RVrFfrC0Buo/s1600/tinged.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9ihnUmuMXg/Tu9zoaSr-XI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/RVrFfrC0Buo/s640/tinged.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hair grew from my andro cut, and I was still very much in the Rock and edgy girl phase..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So black... so manly, but yet managed to soften the look by girlifying with my girly &lt;i&gt;Miss Sixty &lt;/i&gt;chain dangle leather belt and used lace on the wrist, instead of leather cuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tough balance to achieve alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSNcXMZwynk/Tu93FqeajYI/AAAAAAAAC50/3cumLhsTnIQ/s1600/DSC03367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSNcXMZwynk/Tu93FqeajYI/AAAAAAAAC50/3cumLhsTnIQ/s640/DSC03367.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4JGHpp5nBU/Tu93Gj0EoBI/AAAAAAAAC58/VLYpJFWMgIw/s1600/DSC03373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4JGHpp5nBU/Tu93Gj0EoBI/AAAAAAAAC58/VLYpJFWMgIw/s640/DSC03373.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Uhhh I found this random picture of sister and I.&lt;br /&gt;can't remember if the hair do was tonged of styled post perm...&lt;br /&gt;I call it my F&lt;i&gt;arah Fawcett&lt;/i&gt; inspired Flyaway hair!&lt;br /&gt;According to the picture we did some Heineken event I think..&lt;br /&gt;okay, I believe it was a casting we went for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4RpiZmETRg/Tu9s8IykbzI/AAAAAAAAC3A/c8RC_LH8J4w/s1600/Hcast.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4RpiZmETRg/Tu9s8IykbzI/AAAAAAAAC3A/c8RC_LH8J4w/s640/Hcast.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh this was when I was highly dependent on fake lashes - and latched onto them everywhere I go. No lash = no chio era.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dU30VpcRC6c/Tu9zcr6o4HI/AAAAAAAAC4E/W9LG6cW8hDI/s1600/Daph+bowed+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dU30VpcRC6c/Tu9zcr6o4HI/AAAAAAAAC4E/W9LG6cW8hDI/s640/Daph+bowed+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, I believe Im almost done with my grunge, rock princess and angsty look.&lt;br /&gt;Reverted back to classic and decided that I wanted mermaid length long hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rL6oFAwPeYo/Tu9zl4z_qTI/AAAAAAAAC5E/j1tRNsHojvw/s1600/IMG_3637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rL6oFAwPeYo/Tu9zl4z_qTI/AAAAAAAAC5E/j1tRNsHojvw/s640/IMG_3637.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I like that classic Look - Audrey Hepburn inspired with pearl necklace to boot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next picture to follow, would be my take on the smoky eye look.&lt;br /&gt;There's a million color combination to achieve smoky eyes, and a million ways to achieve the look.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I'm right, but I&amp;nbsp;personally BELIEVE that Smoky eye has to be well blended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harshly applied smoky eyes makes one look "fierce", &amp;nbsp;cause overall appearance to look flat and unFLATtering (lol the unintended pun) , creates an unapproachable look (then what's the point in putting on make up uh?) and a big tell tale sign of inadequate make up skills - for all your mistakes are so obvious for people to spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blended smoky eyes on the other hand gives the smothering sexy look, without looking as if you've tried too hard, and definitely more feminine, therefore attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what Im lacking is some lip gloss before I took the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Next time..&lt;br /&gt;But love those eyelashes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpAf76ja_oY/Tu9zngqcCOI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/RC2O3dtwgbY/s1600/IMG_3649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpAf76ja_oY/Tu9zngqcCOI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/RC2O3dtwgbY/s640/IMG_3649.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Went on to be Korean inspired with the thick eyebrows, minimal make up and dark hair color.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;So plain, so boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLpProW23C0/Tu98sgOtdiI/AAAAAAAAC6E/UJWED6tO0xA/s1600/cjrecep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLpProW23C0/Tu98sgOtdiI/AAAAAAAAC6E/UJWED6tO0xA/s640/cjrecep.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwME7ykCDzU/Tu98xYZH-wI/AAAAAAAAC6M/1Q40aD6JCFI/s1600/cjrecept2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwME7ykCDzU/Tu98xYZH-wI/AAAAAAAAC6M/1Q40aD6JCFI/s640/cjrecept2.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AnMCBQEjAdg/Tu985NFqjAI/AAAAAAAAC7A/Dm0v0x4vSHg/s1600/IMG_8516e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AnMCBQEjAdg/Tu985NFqjAI/AAAAAAAAC7A/Dm0v0x4vSHg/s640/IMG_8516e.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;and currently still in my armpit worthy long hair, and eventually moved on to a Gyaru / Ulzzang &amp;nbsp;inspired styling - altering my eye make up and completing the look with cutesy hair accessories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtjr2i7wOaA/Tu98y3hcp9I/AAAAAAAAC6U/dNKQbJQ_25A/s1600/Daphne+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtjr2i7wOaA/Tu98y3hcp9I/AAAAAAAAC6U/dNKQbJQ_25A/s640/Daphne+1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fh9Ipw7dE4A/Tu98zsBpWDI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/HTBIZ88yOBE/s1600/Daphne+2e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="504" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fh9Ipw7dE4A/Tu98zsBpWDI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/HTBIZ88yOBE/s640/Daphne+2e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jFkBtvltZM/Tu980bF66HI/AAAAAAAAC6g/FpUMJ_j0_aY/s1600/Daphne+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jFkBtvltZM/Tu980bF66HI/AAAAAAAAC6g/FpUMJ_j0_aY/s640/Daphne+3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TECvxhg3Hqc/Tu983IFxXkI/AAAAAAAAC60/GpQNFVrTm_w/s1600/IMG_5679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TECvxhg3Hqc/Tu983IFxXkI/AAAAAAAAC60/GpQNFVrTm_w/s640/IMG_5679.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wk4mMs2_Xxc/Tu984LKthVI/AAAAAAAAC68/IMWvVv0s2-E/s1600/IMG_6366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wk4mMs2_Xxc/Tu984LKthVI/AAAAAAAAC68/IMWvVv0s2-E/s640/IMG_6366.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know right, there are days when I look like I have issues with being my real age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VbnBOXwdx2A/Tu9_dlz-_pI/AAAAAAAAC7M/DLRPUKb-ToU/s1600/Love%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VbnBOXwdx2A/Tu9_dlz-_pI/AAAAAAAAC7M/DLRPUKb-ToU/s640/Love%2521.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Okay I alternate between looking cute,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;looking like a hippie, and a grown up when required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvnefdhtZFg/Tu-BAG2v5hI/AAAAAAAAC7U/EgYPP0Kx-no/s1600/IMG00228-20101216-1358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvnefdhtZFg/Tu-BAG2v5hI/AAAAAAAAC7U/EgYPP0Kx-no/s640/IMG00228-20101216-1358.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Oh3amSLbrc/Tu-YBwiOHkI/AAAAAAAAC7c/boIB_3F5fVI/s1600/IMG01447-20110625-1804.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Oh3amSLbrc/Tu-YBwiOHkI/AAAAAAAAC7c/boIB_3F5fVI/s640/IMG01447-20110625-1804.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kumVTF5PZmc/Tu-YDFfU_wI/AAAAAAAAC7g/kpMmsdL9Cdg/s1600/IMG01479-20110629-0317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kumVTF5PZmc/Tu-YDFfU_wI/AAAAAAAAC7g/kpMmsdL9Cdg/s640/IMG01479-20110629-0317.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Can't always pretend to be underage right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;There are days where actually HAVE to act my age, and so... no choice loh dress my age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3BBMfkN6eU/Tu981SaC5bI/AAAAAAAAC6s/wBvhhweUiq8/s1600/Daphne+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3BBMfkN6eU/Tu981SaC5bI/AAAAAAAAC6s/wBvhhweUiq8/s640/Daphne+5.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRG-JueClo8/Tu-Ypqb5TUI/AAAAAAAAC7s/vLzpCSqtxcg/s1600/IMG00065-20111113-1050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRG-JueClo8/Tu-Ypqb5TUI/AAAAAAAAC7s/vLzpCSqtxcg/s640/IMG00065-20111113-1050.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEusgaN_G40/Tu-YwQPjhOI/AAAAAAAAC8E/igZblCyToLc/s640/IMG00572-20110312-1705.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_IJ27M9ufI0/Tu-aOjNEbJI/AAAAAAAAC8g/onVdey_kCM0/s1600/IMG00978-20110505-0345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_IJ27M9ufI0/Tu-aOjNEbJI/AAAAAAAAC8g/onVdey_kCM0/s640/IMG00978-20110505-0345.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmLlG85Of7Q/Tu-aNJ10A0I/AAAAAAAAC8U/yQl2GR1dYLg/s1600/IMG00223-20110202-2334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmLlG85Of7Q/Tu-aNJ10A0I/AAAAAAAAC8U/yQl2GR1dYLg/s640/IMG00223-20110202-2334.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Scanning through the post.&lt;br /&gt;I can only conclude that my baby fats on the cheeks is finally gone!&lt;br /&gt;Hamburger face no more!&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really tough to catch which mood I'll be in, on a dressing up basis... &lt;br /&gt;so leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;It's not for anyone (friends or foe) to tell me what is nice and what's not - That's for me to decide only.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't ask for any critique, so no point asking me "what's with the bunny ears".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; CHOOSE to blend in with &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; surroundings to look like everybody else,&lt;br /&gt;or that&lt;b&gt; you&lt;/b&gt; DO NOT have what it takes to look or dress good or even FEEL good about yourself -&amp;nbsp;does not mean that I have to stoop down - just to make you feel "better" about yourself being&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;atypical&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being true to myself, my whims, my fancy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running an esteem charity here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, My friends love me for me, not for the way I look, or the weird stares they get being seen with me.&lt;br /&gt;Because they understand me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be diplomatically right, I'll just share my conversations with mommy, it's like I know my mommy dislikes it whenever I wear my "rabbit eared" hairband totally dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;She's fine if I wear it like a sweet little doe-ed eye girl, but no. I'm not a sweetie, mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Telling me that it is too attention grabbing or that it's not nice, is not going to alter my decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;No matter how many times you tell me otherwise, I'll still wear it in whichever color, until I finally get bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Well I'm stubborn like that, and there are also life lessons that I grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compromising&lt;/b&gt; is something that I would not agree to most of the time - because it involves making EVERYONE happy, but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Lol - generation gap here, and a post worthy of an entry by itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lcsGnF2iHs/Tu-hxhavgyI/AAAAAAAAC8s/hleRivCAl90/s1600/Picture+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lcsGnF2iHs/Tu-hxhavgyI/AAAAAAAAC8s/hleRivCAl90/s640/Picture+1.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never considered myself to be a pretty girl, but looking asthetically pleasing and knowing what "works" and what doesn't is a gift and talent (that I believe), that is bestowed to me. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;(well, gotta be fair and account for all the maths and accounts that I've failed in school right?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my bunny ears, and &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-because-i-dont-wear-tee-shirts-out.html"&gt;I'd never wear Tee Shirts&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in public.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never look drabby or shabby, (you can wish your entire life time away that I would) and along with whatever stupid comments you can think of with regards to the way I am aesthetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone, and save unnecessary comments to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask, when &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I think&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I need it.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, my eyes and multiple full length mirrors at home, serve me just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, I sound so bitchy, but kThxBye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-700897648321512595?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/700897648321512595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=700897648321512595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/700897648321512595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/700897648321512595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/daphne-over-years.html' title='Daphne over the years..'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaRRkO975ek/Tu9qduKcaII/AAAAAAAAC2M/I5_AIqOEH5k/s72-c/10+may+2006++5contrast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7399347447310677944</id><published>2011-12-16T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T01:25:29.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progression</title><content type='html'>Progression in life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you were a kid... $1 was like big deal, for it could get you icecream at the provision shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you start Primary school, a dollar would be like a daily meal allowance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landing with a $10 bill is like hitting jackpot back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Progressing on to Secondary school, an allowance of $10 - one can barely make ends meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$100 seems more apt -but it's something to lust for (at least it was for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The allowance progression just kept increasing as I moved along to Polytechnic, then SIM, and subsequently, $100 meant 4 hours worth of work for me back when I was studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we move on in life, we require larger amount of money to satisfy our needs and wants and to sustain lifestyles..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My point in jotting this down is ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We as human have no choice but to move progressively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps someone might tell me that nothing seems to be good enough for me - is that really so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way I see it, It is pointless to move sideways - for you end up doing different things for the same effort, which might be exciting and add variety to life for a moment or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yet at the end of the day - you achieve a myraid of experience side ways but never quite fulfill your destiny of &amp;nbsp;getting to the top as planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which some might call it as a waste of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at the end of the day, reality wins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call it greedy, call it demanding, for we all have no choice but to move on, climb on to seek greener pastures, for this is what life is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most call it the &lt;i&gt;Survival of the fittest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can only stop and help as much as we can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when its between your life or mine, it will have to be mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not mother teresa - i'm not ghandhi. Sacrificing my life for the good of &lt;i&gt;mankind -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;doesn't quite cut it out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can only try to, but I have my limits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time and effort was spent trying - and still there wasn't any progression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's either my way, or nothing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's time to abandon the ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially when the ship doesn't want to save itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/9324875-7399347447310677944?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7399347447310677944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7399347447310677944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7399347447310677944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7399347447310677944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/progression.html' title='Progression'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7794841098790773434</id><published>2011-12-15T05:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T05:24:59.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>I'm ill</title><content type='html'>Not sure if this is going to be full blown.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm officially sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorethroat, clammy hands and feverish all at the same time (never confirmed the temperature bit)&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day in bed, waking up to reply text, and ignoring a big chunk of it the entire day, while breathing out hot air out like a dragon the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;It's evolved to raspy phlegmy throat with itchy throat that requires coughing to solve the itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how everything has its ups and down.&lt;br /&gt;One minute you'll be damn happy over a slice of banana chocolate cake, and next moment, you suffer from sore throat from the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same with eating up crackers.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant ANYTHING remain up and remain there forever.&lt;br /&gt;Like let me finish the entire cake without making me sick,&lt;br /&gt;or eating too much sweets and ending up with a tummyache&lt;br /&gt;Stay up late all night, without feeling like shit the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Have awesome skin without zits FOREVER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like sitting on the airplane. I like it up in the air (if it's with in flight entertainment)&lt;br /&gt;I hate being grounded in the plane waiting and waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;You go away anticipating and happy, and come back home sad about having to resume the boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute i'm rejoycing over the new phone, next thing i'm too sick to bother about the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on rather extensively....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end this post in more positive times!&lt;br /&gt;My Heart shaped icecream in Raspberry cheesecake flavour which tasted alot like the Ripple flavour.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I haz pretty icecream to noms the other afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_7Dbcpz2pM/TukT3FLC51I/AAAAAAAAC08/RDF2b6JBoAc/s1600/heart+icecream+collage.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_7Dbcpz2pM/TukT3FLC51I/AAAAAAAAC08/RDF2b6JBoAc/s640/heart+icecream+collage.png" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While i'm now sick, pimply and feeling yucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;KThxBye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-7794841098790773434?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7794841098790773434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7794841098790773434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7794841098790773434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7794841098790773434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-ill.html' title='I&apos;m ill'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_7Dbcpz2pM/TukT3FLC51I/AAAAAAAAC08/RDF2b6JBoAc/s72-c/heart+icecream+collage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5418063975167947581</id><published>2011-12-14T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:59:48.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Abercrombie and Fitch in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L74dul0p3iU/TueC0-mF-oI/AAAAAAAAC0k/u8B715OKYz8/s1600/A%2526F%2540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="486" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L74dul0p3iU/TueC0-mF-oI/AAAAAAAAC0k/u8B715OKYz8/s640/A%2526F%2540.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abercrombie and Fitch decides to set up shop in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;No big deal huh (so I thought to myself - when the news came to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT seems to me that it IS BIG DEAL!&lt;br /&gt;How often do you see like 30ish good looking dudes standing in a row, shirtless and smiling at you?!&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eIyOLK6WKwI/TueC38S6XtI/AAAAAAAAC0s/LWJU9IB3ax8/s1600/A%2526F1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eIyOLK6WKwI/TueC38S6XtI/AAAAAAAAC0s/LWJU9IB3ax8/s640/A%2526F1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was instantly inspired to have like 5 shirtless butler / greeters at my front door when I'm uber rich in future.&lt;br /&gt;They'll entertain me when I'm bored just by smiling&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt resist the hype, and went down for a look see, and subsequently decided to be brave enough to ask for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;Was damn shy about it - coz I never fancied queuing up for anything mass market like.&lt;br /&gt;Nope - not during the hello kitty&lt;br /&gt;Nope - not the doughnut factory thingie either&lt;br /&gt;Nope to the insane bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;Nope to the iphones too&lt;br /&gt;But the first time I do something vaguely Singaporean - it has to be with shirtless guys.&lt;br /&gt;Wehhhh~&lt;br /&gt;So loserish / kiasu/ no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I end...&lt;br /&gt;Kiap-ed between 2 shirtless greeters, happy like a bird.&lt;br /&gt;They're damn tall! I was already in my ribbon platforms (one of my taller footwear), and they're still taller than me in just slippers.&lt;br /&gt;How can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ev4ZNuy64DY/TueC6U5wKcI/AAAAAAAAC00/yzXnbFTN504/s1600/A%2526F+Bummerina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ev4ZNuy64DY/TueC6U5wKcI/AAAAAAAAC00/yzXnbFTN504/s640/A%2526F+Bummerina.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When I walked past, I hesitated about taking picture with blondies... - not my preference..&amp;nbsp;(not being racist, Im just stating my preference here!)&lt;br /&gt;Then change my mind when I walked on and saw brunette/asian models.&lt;br /&gt;Realistically speaking, I prefer dark colored hair guys.&lt;br /&gt;There were tons of good looking dudes, but I chose what I was comfortable with/ without having to queue or snatch with the fanatic girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;X suggested that I go around taking picture with all 30ish of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But seriously, i'm not THAT desperate leh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Just doing this for the kicks of it only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Shirtless boys FTW&lt;br /&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/9324875-5418063975167947581?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5418063975167947581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=5418063975167947581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5418063975167947581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5418063975167947581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/abercrombie-and-fitch-in-singapore.html' title='Abercrombie and Fitch in Singapore'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L74dul0p3iU/TueC0-mF-oI/AAAAAAAAC0k/u8B715OKYz8/s72-c/A%2526F%2540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-2687760387484142070</id><published>2011-12-14T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:49:15.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Hello iphone</title><content type='html'>So the deed is done.&lt;br /&gt;I've jumped over to the mass wagon - and succumbed to the little white iphone 4s.&lt;br /&gt;Officially semi retiring the snowberry - which has served me decently well for the past...2 years (almost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly miss how organized the Blackberry is when it comes to emails, text, and other messages.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the joys of Blackberry messenger - which has never failed me since the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the clickity clackity of &amp;nbsp;texting with buttons VERY MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;What I do not miss though, would be the Blackberry's sucky camera, as there is little joy in snapping shitty/blurry/hazy looking pictures - using the Blackberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be the Applications available.&lt;br /&gt;There is so little memory space available for me to explore apps, and most of the apps available are hardly exciting at all.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The iphone on the other hand, has a really messy email sorting system.&lt;br /&gt;has already caused me to download like a million apps, make me feel very consumer hoodwinked - very much like a groupie.&lt;br /&gt;The efficient itune has already sent me my invoice/bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend most of my spare time playing bejewel both the normal one and the blitz one - and I guess that is one of the biggest reason why I'm like sickish at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;NOT ENOUGH SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Awesome camera - and countless photo apps I might just load up more pictures, now that it's waaaay handier to rely on the phone camera to snap moments..&lt;br /&gt;That aside, typing and texting sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disastrous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The snowberry's keyboard was dying (due to age and some abuse) - so it created the impression that I'm text stuttering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- like hi, wouuld you lliike to mmeet me ttmr for dinner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;iphone on the other hand is just sends out embarrassing text!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok became Moo&lt;br /&gt;Wat became Eat&lt;br /&gt;Santarina became Sanitarian.&lt;br /&gt;Babe became bane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as if i've lost my mind completely.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what time would you like to meet, miss Santarina babe (randomly constructed sentences just to prove a point here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;became Moo eat sanitarian bane.&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Constant checking of spelling before hitting the enter key. So tiring to be constantly fighting between typing accuracy and autobcorrect.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iphone's ringtone - and rigid thingie about ringtone is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the preset ones given.&lt;br /&gt;GImme me my spanky music set as ringtone... why do you make it so difficult for me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adaptability wise is little issues for me.&lt;br /&gt;The iphone technically functions on the same operating system as the Macbook - so locating everything essential on the phone is just child's play&lt;br /&gt;- just needed to figure out the shortcut keys to seal the iphone experience . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty sums up my little dilema of my 2 tech toys.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if the 2 fruity phones would team up together and give me a berryple - it'd be a dream come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now - I can only dream, and was just a breath away from getting dual SIM - just so that I could use the iphone and Blackberry with the same number.&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why would I want to carry 3 phones around right?&lt;br /&gt;As if the bag is not heavy enough with my junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..gonna download ringtone apps - before the preset one drive me nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-2687760387484142070?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2687760387484142070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=2687760387484142070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2687760387484142070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mono colored at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Its depressing.&lt;br /&gt;I need to colour up my life again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1757557828208570760?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1757557828208570760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1757557828208570760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1757557828208570760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1757557828208570760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/mono-tone.html' title='mono-tone'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8824116124223828513</id><published>2011-12-10T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:09:33.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>sleeping beauty(fully)</title><content type='html'>I crashed into bed post dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;br /&gt;With full make up on the face,&lt;br /&gt;lights on, and my outside clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom walked in and attempted a conversation with me while I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;(gotta love how persistent my mommy is, even though she clearly knows that i'm sleeping right)&lt;br /&gt;I struggled to mumble nod Mostly....&lt;br /&gt;and our mother/sleep daughter conversations goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy:Will you be having lunch tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mumbly yes&lt;br /&gt;Mommy:&amp;nbsp;Why are you asleep with the room lights on?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *ignores*&lt;br /&gt;You've still got your make up on leh!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *nods*&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: so are you having lunch tomorrow or not?&lt;br /&gt;Me: zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seems like a really long one-sided &lt;i&gt;staring incident&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the mom..&lt;br /&gt;The mother gives up and it was silence...&lt;br /&gt;*lights out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of hours later, I woke up from my short nap&amp;nbsp;and answered all her questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes mommy, I can lunch in tomorrow if you want me to, or I can just sleep off without lunch as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and I left my make up, so I could be Sleeping Beauty!&lt;br /&gt;and the lights have to be on, so that you'd be able to admire my beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman gave me her -_- face and went to sleep as I post this.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its my turn to try some questions on her now.&lt;br /&gt;Hohohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8824116124223828513?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8824116124223828513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8824116124223828513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='random self'/><title type='text'>Christmas nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7MIyxH7fYw/Tt429LLAjDI/AAAAAAAAC0E/oRSdsrpQZQE/s1600/IMG_5900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7MIyxH7fYw/Tt429LLAjDI/AAAAAAAAC0E/oRSdsrpQZQE/s640/IMG_5900.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Cane Inspired nails with Ponsietta flower on the thumbs to boot.&lt;br /&gt;100% hand painted with the brushes that comes with the polish and the help of a toothpick.&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaa, artwork is not THAT fantastic, but it has to be simple enough to be excuted by the left hand, sooo i'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dug out a few pictures of older designers I did at the start of the year...&lt;br /&gt;Lace rimmed inspired ~ I was into the natural and nude look with Korean bushy eyebrows, boring dark hair to boot at that point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMaYEGATG4c/Tt5HwIXLelI/AAAAAAAAC0M/zJtG-OBarLA/s1600/IMG_3263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMaYEGATG4c/Tt5HwIXLelI/AAAAAAAAC0M/zJtG-OBarLA/s640/IMG_3263.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which later evolved to using alot of blings during the festive seasons...&lt;br /&gt;CNY? Christmas? I'm not sure, really..&lt;br /&gt;It was bling bling in 20,000 color combinations, and marching crystals.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;The dotted rimmed design just meant it was consecutively painted out during the same period of time (in my head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi0Y8b76iYc/Tt5H1BD0sxI/AAAAAAAAC0U/ggpPL0gsDaU/s1600/IMG_3301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi0Y8b76iYc/Tt5H1BD0sxI/AAAAAAAAC0U/ggpPL0gsDaU/s640/IMG_3301.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nail craze aside..&lt;br /&gt;It's always been a dream to own a quaint little nail bar of my own, just to fix up my nails, over a cup of hot steamed milk or tea.&lt;br /&gt;Bubble tea will do fine as well.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;Business and cents wise, there are many business that I'll like to own.&lt;br /&gt;it does not make sense to set up any of my own at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest in mind would be Forest and Trees located at The Cathay Cineplex.&lt;br /&gt;Their dooe is so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_psNrvBHL4/Tt5M9bNd_wI/AAAAAAAAC0c/GzeHNN53xv4/s1600/forest+n+trees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_psNrvBHL4/Tt5M9bNd_wI/AAAAAAAAC0c/GzeHNN53xv4/s640/forest+n+trees.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time then say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-2960752225452757365?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2960752225452757365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=2960752225452757365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2960752225452757365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2960752225452757365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-nails.html' title='Christmas nails'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7MIyxH7fYw/Tt429LLAjDI/AAAAAAAAC0E/oRSdsrpQZQE/s72-c/IMG_5900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-2583431490544845908</id><published>2011-12-05T05:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T05:15:48.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Haatei.</title><content type='html'>Less than a week ago, I wrote an entry about &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/haatei.html"&gt;Haatei &lt;/a&gt;the Shiba Inu that I picked up last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Haatei has since been reunited with his owners, and his real name is Genji.&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've found his owners, and have gotten real facts to all the assumptions that I've made... I realized that&amp;nbsp;my guesses as been pretty spot on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told mom that his owner should be closer to mommy's age, as Haatei seems to be closer to mommy- like following her around seems to be his top priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also guessed that Haatei lives in a landed property - because he's extremely garden trained when it comes to toilet time. That's quite a no brainer.&lt;br /&gt;He never once pee-ed/poo-ed in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sis "lol-ed" and said that giving him a japanese name part has been spot on as well, since his real name is Japanese inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also declared to mommy and the brother that his owners cant possibly be english speaking people - for the bugger does not seem to understand English commands much.&lt;br /&gt;I was being mean at that time, but I said his owners could be Indians or foreigners , and true enough his real owners are Taiwanese.&lt;br /&gt;We never guessed about the chinese bit tho, see-ing that most Chinese in Singapore is able to communicate in English language equally fluently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rwar! I'm kinda good huh!&lt;br /&gt;Need to sign up with the SPCA to be a dog reuniter detective or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective work aside,&lt;br /&gt;I cried like mad when I knew I had to return him back to his owners.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;But that's just me being a soppy baby as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like super sad about being dogless now.&lt;br /&gt;He was such an obedient sweetie (aside for his crazy obstinate urge to mark a every tree and lamp post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss how he'll rest his head on the crook of my elbow area whenever he sees me eating something, and he'll sniff hard - which is his attempt to tell me to share my food with him.&lt;br /&gt;Nope he never gets any from me, but neither does he snatch or even try to lick/eat my food even if it's within his reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dogs have you met in your life time, that is able to exercise such good self restraint?&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I was stoning with the dog in the afternoon (post walk and feeding time) as usual, when I received a call from the SPCA and subsequently from his owners.&lt;br /&gt;Within like 30 minutes, his owners came to get him.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy that the doggles was going to be reunited with his owners, but sad at the thought that he'll no longer be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I burst into tears and did what I could do inbetween, like packed up all the food and toys that I've bought for him in a span of 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;Took abit of pictures of him (he was kinda non cooperative when it came to the picture taking part, and I looked like crap anyway)&lt;br /&gt;Said my goodbyes to him and hugged him alot (which he hates).&lt;br /&gt;Burst into tears alot more&lt;br /&gt;and looked really crappy when I met his real owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go, my last tear-ry picture of Haatei, wondering what the heck is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0nFD7hayMs/TtveVTzg_nI/AAAAAAAACz8/MtxvEy8_3Bw/s1600/IMG_5895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0nFD7hayMs/TtveVTzg_nI/AAAAAAAACz8/MtxvEy8_3Bw/s640/IMG_5895.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Goodbye my dear Haatei the itchy doggles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'll miss you for a real long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;*also resisting the urge not to run over to his place to visit him (even tho his owners said I could)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: the fam misses him much as well.&lt;br /&gt;The bro came home that afternoon, and after a substantial amount of time of hunting for the dog in his possible chillout spots, he came out to ask where Haatei was.&lt;br /&gt;The mom too.&lt;br /&gt;and the sister was sad that we no longer have a dog.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-2583431490544845908?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2583431490544845908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=2583431490544845908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2583431490544845908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2583431490544845908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-haatei.html' title='Goodbye Haatei.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0nFD7hayMs/TtveVTzg_nI/AAAAAAAACz8/MtxvEy8_3Bw/s72-c/IMG_5895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6525785328765865350</id><published>2011-12-02T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T05:36:11.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>I'm flabby again.. :(</title><content type='html'>Lying in bed, thinking about random stuff before I sleep ( yeah, I need to do that, if not I cant fall asleep) and I got reminded about something annoying trivial.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i've got alot to ramble about lately. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;If you're not gonna take my advise, then don't ask me about it.&lt;br /&gt;And the best part about it, that makes me want to laugh...&lt;br /&gt;It's been years! If it had worked over the years, you wouldnt need to debate about it with me now.&amp;nbsp;#JustSaying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I kinda really know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;I need to start on my static exercises again.&lt;br /&gt;Took me a long whatsapp conversation to realize that I'm terribly unfit!&lt;br /&gt;Panted like a dog when I swam the other day, and&amp;nbsp;I've kinda forgot my "I shall swim/pilates once a week" discipline for almost the entire year! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people rave about cardio workout.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it burns..but I've kinda got nothing to burn...&lt;br /&gt;so it's just toning to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a vast difference between losing just weight and looking like a rectangular block, and compared to losing weight + looking toned/defined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides too much cardio will develop stocky muscles, coz people forget to tone and stretch, then develops a clump of muscles, and therefore look like rectangular block/ muscle mary.&lt;br /&gt;#imho that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! There's a reason why Eva longoria in desperate housewife is always seen doing yoga right? #justSayingAgain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should just go back to dancing. That would fix the cardio and toning part, also be considered a good workout huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll find the inspiration to bring my purple gym mat out &amp;nbsp;for a short airing, when I wake up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6525785328765865350?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6525785328765865350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6525785328765865350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6525785328765865350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6525785328765865350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-flabby-again.html' title='I&apos;m flabby again.. :('/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6210360716011672508</id><published>2011-12-01T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T03:21:01.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Haatei</title><content type='html'>So word has it that there's a new dog on the block!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! It's semi true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out having a late dinner last sunday, and I brought home a Shiba Inu.&lt;br /&gt;To respect the dog's privacy, I shall not ramble too much about how I found him, coz we're still pending some unsettled stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So having given some thoughts and with the help of X..... he came up with some names/words/inspiring idea for me that he thought I may like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally settled the&amp;nbsp;Japanese Word Ha-te-shi (translated to be fate), and after a bout of name and word play on my end....&lt;br /&gt;Haatei was derived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a double pun of word play Haatei sounds pretty close to the word "heart"&lt;br /&gt;Heart-tey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway people, Meet Haatei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AlRm8ez66k/TtZdEDYNxlI/AAAAAAAACzc/JC8F_SUPc2Q/s1600/Haatei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AlRm8ez66k/TtZdEDYNxlI/AAAAAAAACzc/JC8F_SUPc2Q/s640/Haatei.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's red, and resembles the famous Hachiko alot.&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me of a Fox whenever I steal glances at him!&lt;br /&gt;Haatei has&amp;nbsp;been quite a sweetie so far and is extremely obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seems to be house trained, and is a pleasure to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was stoning in the dining area, when I snapped this picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;Look at how he smiles and pose for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;So happy and so handsome!&lt;br /&gt;He knew I was taking picture, and smiled for this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhixgPmHrD4/TtZeO9JaeDI/AAAAAAAACzk/gqV4GJxgu6E/s1600/IMG_5891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhixgPmHrD4/TtZeO9JaeDI/AAAAAAAACzk/gqV4GJxgu6E/s640/IMG_5891.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the doggie's more or less settled into the house routine at my place,&lt;br /&gt;he seems to be sleeping ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from sleeping, he spends his remaining time trailing behind me/mom/bro (whoever who's home).&lt;br /&gt;WHEN all of us are home,&amp;nbsp;Haatei shuffles back and forth between the bro, mom and I to check on us/camp out with us in our respective rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing this entry, I attempted to photobooth with Haatei, and HE yawned and IGNORED ME.&lt;br /&gt;Trotted off to sleep at my door instead.&lt;br /&gt;Sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only decent photo for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--gSp2BIGV9I/TtZfSVZOCQI/AAAAAAAACzs/tkr4kPLK6eY/s1600/Photo+465.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--gSp2BIGV9I/TtZfSVZOCQI/AAAAAAAACzs/tkr4kPLK6eY/s640/Photo+465.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our photoboothing attempts was interrupted - I had to answer a phonecall, and the sleepy mister trotted away..&lt;br /&gt;No love from the doggles :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4DDUE-Fsqrk/TtZfTM0yrEI/AAAAAAAACz0/2nSX63yEnZ0/s1600/Photo+468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4DDUE-Fsqrk/TtZfTM0yrEI/AAAAAAAACz0/2nSX63yEnZ0/s640/Photo+468.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ps: Was chatting with an old friend about Haatei, and somehow her passing comment about my family's love of sheltering animals etc that I got reminded about how darn lucky I am, to have a &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-must-have-done-something-right.html"&gt;mommy&lt;/a&gt; who, despite her phobia of animals - has never stopped me from bringing home strays ever since I could remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Be it the injured bird that I found in the garden, or the stray kittylet, or even the 20 hamsters that I once housed &amp;nbsp;at the same time because my schoolmate's hamsters were replicating and humping like hamsters literally (lol) - and her mom threatened to release them in the garden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I couldnt bear with the thought that they'll be exposed to the food chain, and took them all home with me in shoe boxes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There wasn't enough cages to go round, and mommy gave me her basins, planter pots, pails to house them - until I could relocate them. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Actually she insisted that I relocate them, so she could have her pails and basins back for the maid to resume housework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There's also&amp;nbsp;the old pair of rabbits, and the current bunny at home that the sister brought home, and now we have Haatei the doggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm thankful for my mom, the dog and the big guys upstairs for making everything happen, minus the itchy scratching from the dog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have this uber urge to shave the handsome doggle into botak doggle to try and solve his skin problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6210360716011672508?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6210360716011672508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6210360716011672508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6210360716011672508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6210360716011672508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/haatei.html' title='Haatei'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AlRm8ez66k/TtZdEDYNxlI/AAAAAAAACzc/JC8F_SUPc2Q/s72-c/Haatei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-587237748319116454</id><published>2011-12-01T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:27:55.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Just Rambling.</title><content type='html'>Spent the entire night fixing up my tweed textured nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brilliant idea took me about 2 hours to accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First the tweed lines was too thick, then it was too thin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the tweed weave was in a weird sequence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or that I used too much purple and my tweed texture ended up looking goth and dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally when everything because acceptable, my artwork bled from the layer of &amp;nbsp;Megashine applied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wehhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpIC4ZlCH9o/TtZXLJ7PyBI/AAAAAAAACzU/fUMCj-oZRA4/s1600/IMG_5888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpIC4ZlCH9o/TtZXLJ7PyBI/AAAAAAAACzU/fUMCj-oZRA4/s640/IMG_5888.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grossed out, but it look fine from afar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the day tracking my juicy couture girls in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously gave up tracking them... I'll just rely on the pictures given by client's pro photographer la.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#wastetime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Town on the other hand, is getting too crowded for my fancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the christmas lights up and all, everyone's crowding up to take pictures dunno for what somemore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most people know how cranky I can be when I'm stuck in a place with too many people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I detest crowded congested areas, not sure why it irks me so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;irdk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heading home from town is a love hate situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is too ridiculous to cab home - coz of the jam, and home averages about 8 bus stops away from town.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, bussing home on weekend = tons of maids congregating and invading my bus route home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got nothing against them, but seriously they annoy me in possibly more than just one way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like they have NO SENSE of personal space...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They like jabbing at my back repeatedly when stuck in a crowded area - it's like hello quit jabbing my back before I turn nasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know why they jab me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they are too busy talking to their counterparts to see where they're walking into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So everytime I am forced to stop (crowded areas), they bang into my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a bus when I'm seated and they're standing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their bags can be situated about 2cm away from my face, and I call that an invasion of privacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your bag is THIS close to my face and you dont know how to shift it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why again? Because they are too busy talking to their counterparts to bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also like obstructing the passage way in the bus - preventing passengers from boarding the bus and you gotta give it to them that NOTHING - I really mean nothing will daunt them from their conversations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can talk loudly across the bus from both ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One end of the market to the other end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scream from 5 levels away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stair case to kitchen windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMAZING Beings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I grew up with foreign helpers at home since young, and I treat the ones at home like family, for&amp;nbsp;they're really nice people, dote on me (and I generally have nothing against them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, off day and comes home with treats, food, presents for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mom reciprocates too. Like buy stuff, pass a ton of toys and clothes for them to send back home etc,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when 2 or more of them come together...they can talk through earthquakes and floods and &amp;nbsp;still be oblivious to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRUST ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the only part that I really dont like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess no one's perfect, but I just really need to get it out of my system&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-587237748319116454?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/587237748319116454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=587237748319116454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/587237748319116454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/587237748319116454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-rambling.html' title='Just Rambling.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpIC4ZlCH9o/TtZXLJ7PyBI/AAAAAAAACzU/fUMCj-oZRA4/s72-c/IMG_5888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8718766365612407652</id><published>2011-11-25T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T03:38:18.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>Keep seeing Black Friday stuff pop up in my timeline.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite dumb, coz in Singapore, nobody really practice the tradition of Thanksgiving, and the idea of introducing BLACK FRIDAY in Singapore (it's really kinda lost) &amp;nbsp;because the culture is only happening in the USA, and it's somewhat a backlash event,&amp;nbsp;What has it gotta do with Singapore?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next - the sale items most online shops have, are merely attempting to do clearance.&lt;br /&gt;All looks boring.&lt;br /&gt;50% off also uninspired to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I met Valda for dinner at Itacho...and had desserts at Shodoku..&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, I was busy texting and I missed my stop!&lt;br /&gt;Ended up walking 3 bus stops to get home.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that my food was fully digested at bustop #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home, took off my shoes and warmed up a can of Chicken Alphabets.&lt;br /&gt;I even threw in an egg for good measure, but Alas! The egg yolk broke.&lt;br /&gt;When hungry, one can't be picky.&lt;br /&gt;I slurped it all up anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid in bed to catch up on Tweets and FB and in less than an hour,&lt;br /&gt;I'm now eating my kokocrunch immersed in a bowlful of milk.&lt;br /&gt;Nope not the ricebowl size...it's the big soup bowl size okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my stomach's like a blackhole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bestie's back from Indon tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So glad that my appetite is in tip top condition for our nom-ing escapade tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, *No one really stuff themselves silly with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else seems to be on a diet of sorts for random reasons. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;Even the bestie. I swear he starves himself in Indo, and gobbles up only when he's in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ok not exactly no one.&lt;br /&gt;The family is still eating alot - but it hardly counts - as we hardly have time to eat together.&lt;br /&gt;With Da #forever busy, and daddy #foreverinchina..&lt;br /&gt;That's just mom, the brother and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8718766365612407652?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8718766365612407652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8718766365612407652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8718766365612407652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8718766365612407652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1048910609808923142</id><published>2011-11-20T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:10:01.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>The way life is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Way of life #1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just crawled out of bed to make payments to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;This is their favourite part of their job, and for me - the part that makes me smile most; for it gives me satisfaction to visualize their faces + the smile that lights up their pretty face(s) whenever they receive my text to them that their PAY IS IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;that's when I get the most love for the day - Yeah, wise men says money can't buy you love, but that's really besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Way of life #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant run very far away from Adobe Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;There's self narcism to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the pursuit of aesthetic pleasing pictures&lt;br /&gt;Next there was Bowtique&lt;br /&gt;and now there's composite cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Photoshop lots! Even if the commercial aspect of it usually requires no brainer edits, and the lack of creativity outputs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Way of life #3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I get older, I get lazier - and I eventually stop posting pictures of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Way of life #4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I tell myself that I will post up pictures of my daily outfits, I'd realize that I am the one who gets bored of my own ideas faster than anything else - then ditch the project.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for my nails diaries - The intention was to take pictures of my nail designs for the whole of this year - but I guess the idea became meh to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaa :(&lt;br /&gt;Its seriously bad news when I get bored of myself this easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Way of life #5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online shopping is ♥&lt;br /&gt;But I get really annoyed at inefficient online shops.&lt;br /&gt;Like the recent cardigan + furry bag + underwear that I bought from a local site&lt;br /&gt;They oversell/over promise themselves, and under perform max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;I've got stuff pending on their end, thou shall only badmouth - when I RECEIVE all my items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta leave home in 10mins, and i'm still in my jammies + stinky morning breath.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1048910609808923142?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1048910609808923142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1048910609808923142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1048910609808923142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1048910609808923142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/11/way-life-is.html' title='The way life is..'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7012191571289156140</id><published>2011-11-19T04:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:10:12.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Good morning!</title><content type='html'>Just finished fixing my nails and thinking about food at 5am in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;I figure I should just sleep that hunger off, coz rummaging for food = paint job gone down the drain, so just blog while the paint job dries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fixing my nails is probably another person's version of jogging, or pilates or yoga or whatever hobby you have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;It helps me to take my mind off things, and so it's been a pet peeve since like I set foot into Poly. Every&amp;nbsp;week new color and design + since&amp;nbsp;I'm like 85% ambidextrous..&lt;br /&gt;it's a gift that I should not put to waste.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOot-eMqh_M/TsbGfdNv88I/AAAAAAAACzM/P9O_HXYw0Zk/s1600/IMG_5843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOot-eMqh_M/TsbGfdNv88I/AAAAAAAACzM/P9O_HXYw0Zk/s640/IMG_5843.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me a loooong time to decide on color, and finally settled for the glittery olive.&lt;br /&gt;Then spent the next 30mins persuading myself to keep the nail simple with just a single tone...but I couldn't bring my self to do so, and hence the tiniest, skinniest gold glitter french tip just to look like a margarita rimmed glass&lt;br /&gt;(Deep down, no one really gives a shit about my nails but as long as keeps me happy, everyone's happy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost the entire day sleeping and kinda forget all about food until I left home for work.&lt;br /&gt;Met Claudia for dinner, and as I start eating.....&lt;br /&gt;in her exasperated tone: &amp;nbsp;"you either dont eat the entire day, or end up eating all your meals in one sitting."&lt;br /&gt;It sounded rather funny to me ~ the way the facts was presented, and my mom agrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there IS some truth to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner consist of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood Phad Thai and Green Curry with rice at Mart Boulevard (they serve pretty awesome Thai food at affordable price. Our Bill came up to $16-ish in total?) - as usual, she ate whatever she could, and I finished up the remaining portion like a starving african kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm never quite done with the puberty eating. #Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post dinner, we settled for NYDCs at Hor-land vee-lage, &amp;nbsp;and again the lady ate half portion of her brownies, and I ate up double portions. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had NYDC's brownie with icecream..&lt;br /&gt;I had my favourite Goldmine cheese cake and an additional scoop of macadamia icecream. Yums!&lt;br /&gt;I swear we're totally Yin yang when it comes to dessert.&lt;br /&gt;I'll eat up everything fatty, creamy, sinful but non chocolately, and Claud totally digs the chocolate-ty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super love the way she works the camera with her 20,000 expressions.&lt;br /&gt;My personaly favourite - hungry face!&lt;br /&gt;The waiter kept serving her my desserts - coz of her hungry expressions :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oiXkHZUTXTE/TsbEBDUV2OI/AAAAAAAACy0/AheJm8uknSw/s1600/IMG00114-20111118-2208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oiXkHZUTXTE/TsbEBDUV2OI/AAAAAAAACy0/AheJm8uknSw/s640/IMG00114-20111118-2208.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her "all mine!" shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPAf7c_GTUk/TsbEC0uQ3yI/AAAAAAAACy8/6E8fP9Wxm0o/s1600/IMG00118-20111118-2211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPAf7c_GTUk/TsbEC0uQ3yI/AAAAAAAACy8/6E8fP9Wxm0o/s640/IMG00118-20111118-2211.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly the "I haz dessert" shot (we secretly call it something else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3tELs_CbBBI/TsbEEgNejUI/AAAAAAAACzE/r-we3oBmsgI/s1600/IMG00119-20111118-2211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3tELs_CbBBI/TsbEEgNejUI/AAAAAAAACzE/r-we3oBmsgI/s640/IMG00119-20111118-2211.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me happy to see these pictures, so I should post it here to share, and read through when I'm bored. Bet it'll cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;And make me hungrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm quite pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Only capable of smile and dont smile - epic fail. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-7012191571289156140?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7012191571289156140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7012191571289156140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7012191571289156140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7012191571289156140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-morning.html' title='Good morning!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOot-eMqh_M/TsbGfdNv88I/AAAAAAAACzM/P9O_HXYw0Zk/s72-c/IMG_5843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6107438634120175323</id><published>2011-11-12T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T02:22:35.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Helpless</title><content type='html'>Heading home, I listened to her story.&lt;br /&gt;I understood her distress, and as much as I wanted to comfort her, &amp;nbsp;I was pretty much stuck in the same situation with nothing to offer, for I am none wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything she said sounded like the exact words that I've said repeatedly/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel her angst.&lt;br /&gt;I feel her sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I know her dejection and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;I understand her inner struggles within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat on the short journey, I was mostly quiet and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpess because I do not know how to comfort her, and neither do I have any advise to offer.&lt;br /&gt;For I too, am stuck in the same obstacles as she is facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I questioned why do we have to go through this again and again?&lt;br /&gt;Dont we deserve better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down I am thankful that despite the pathetic day I endured on 11.11.11 - I know for sure that I am being taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;All the cock ups combined today could have possibly been worst, if it was not for the help that UPSTRs gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, now that I've got time to space out and filter out today's event...&lt;br /&gt;the 2 most precious words that I often mutter to people around me came back to me through the mouth of a customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hhrk3XHnzjE/Tr1jcWmL0-I/AAAAAAAACvc/ng6NKAbFtgk/s1600/have+faith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="462" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hhrk3XHnzjE/Tr1jcWmL0-I/AAAAAAAACvc/ng6NKAbFtgk/s640/have+faith.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is like a warm cup of milk on a chilly rainy day, and I made it through anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;At least I usually try to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6107438634120175323?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6107438634120175323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6107438634120175323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6107438634120175323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6107438634120175323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/11/helpless.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hhrk3XHnzjE/Tr1jcWmL0-I/AAAAAAAACvc/ng6NKAbFtgk/s72-c/have+faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5558403287342404541</id><published>2011-11-07T04:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T04:41:24.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowtique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>My one true love... person of leisure</title><content type='html'>For the past few months, boring Sundays like today, are rare to come by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up without the alarm or beeping from whatsapp or text messages asking me about deployments, emergencies to attend to and so on... So happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent another 2 hours bumming around, taking my own slow slow sweet time dress up...and even had time&amp;nbsp;to masque my eyes - Im totally loving those gel pads that X replenished for me while he was in Korea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stoned around more, played SIMs Social&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;repack my undies drawer according to their color, before heading out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed out to hunt for stuff, had Koi caramel milk tea (even tho my new obsession would be Ah Gan's Taro milk tea...), bought my sparkling crackly candy pops + those coke jellies we used to have from the Bugis gift store before heading off for some hot Ramen for dinner, shopped abit at somerset...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My happy loots taken in the car..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought more than just that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took them out for illustration purposes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm wearing my new lace rimmed whitewash denim shorts!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo hoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They look alot like diaper in this picture...but whatever la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy with my new loots! &amp;nbsp;(Yah... I know i'm such a kid still)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OowH2aiT1Q/TrbvkxsXcJI/AAAAAAAACu4/aTA8T9Qojx8/s1600/IMG02122-20111106-1846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OowH2aiT1Q/TrbvkxsXcJI/AAAAAAAACu4/aTA8T9Qojx8/s640/IMG02122-20111106-1846.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home early, got bored and junked on tibits mommy just bought. (she just came back from malaysia like hours ago..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junking on food like nonstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought new stuff online #guilty, played more SIMS Social... stoned again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gossip on BBM and Whatsapp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogged!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT WAS HOW I USED TO LIVE MY LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I somewhat missed that bumming life, not that life now isn't good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're all entitled to reminisce, aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*on hindsight, I could have used all that spare time to do some work&amp;nbsp;for&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt; bowtique&lt;/a&gt; right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;Bowtique&lt;/a&gt; has been neglected for the longest time! Argghh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so bad now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/9324875-5558403287342404541?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5558403287342404541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=5558403287342404541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5558403287342404541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5558403287342404541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-one-true-love.html' title='My one true love... person of leisure'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OowH2aiT1Q/TrbvkxsXcJI/AAAAAAAACu4/aTA8T9Qojx8/s72-c/IMG02122-20111106-1846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1113088949506628049</id><published>2011-11-07T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T02:30:00.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>My special Aunty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACPfxlJhERo/Traxy6zMmfI/AAAAAAAACuQ/Srz_HArD2Ao/s1600/Auntie%2526I1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACPfxlJhERo/Traxy6zMmfI/AAAAAAAACuQ/Srz_HArD2Ao/s640/Auntie%2526I1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLs_6KQP34o/Trax3zVyykI/AAAAAAAACuY/bLDHnK5qyFc/s1600/Auntie%2526I2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLs_6KQP34o/Trax3zVyykI/AAAAAAAACuY/bLDHnK5qyFc/s640/Auntie%2526I2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Received pictures from the Sister's camera taken during Kenny's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the pictures, I think im happiest to see pictures of Aunty and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's probably the only person in the world who'll love me unconditionally even when I am not blood related to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special lady took care of me when mom and dad could not afford a maid back when I was a baby, and were bunking at Grandpa's place. :) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She practically semi-raised me up from infant til age 2 year old, and super duper dotes on me. (actually her entire family does).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to mommy, I'll spent monday to friday over at Aunty's and mommy would pop by every night after dinner/work to play and spend time with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll only be brought home for the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily routine over at aunty's goes alot like this (so they tell me)&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast, lunch and dinner - she cooks really yummy stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Play time and nap.&lt;br /&gt;Evening - mobile ice-cream man with the umbrella + motorbike will sound his bell, and I'll head down with Aunty's husband for my daily icecream session, and also take a walk round the estate and sit on as many kiddie rides as I fancy (omg, writing this, I sound like a dog on my daily walk..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiddy ride machines look somewhat like this and other variety to boot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_LJENWpH2ec/Tra2NTMjPWI/AAAAAAAACug/NMp0dXhP52c/s1600/amusement-kiddie-rides-8455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_LJENWpH2ec/Tra2NTMjPWI/AAAAAAAACug/NMp0dXhP52c/s640/amusement-kiddie-rides-8455.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom reckons that looking after me was a loss/lose type of business for her, coz they had to invest so much money in daily icecream and countless kiddy rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also claims that the #spoiltbrat part started from Aunty's place, coz whenever she brings me home for the weekend (just right across the street), the lift home had a couple of kiddy rides guarding the lift entrance as if&amp;nbsp;they were chinese lion statues guarding the left and right of entrances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pby4XDEf1Z0/Tra5eGTRn3I/AAAAAAAACuo/39UMKovMdkM/s1600/lionstatue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pby4XDEf1Z0/Tra5eGTRn3I/AAAAAAAACuo/39UMKovMdkM/s640/lionstatue.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible to avoid the kiddy ride, and I'll like refuse to budge until mom pays the "toll fee" for my ride before we could set foot into the lift landing.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was a *rolls eyes* and mutters "Again?!" + &amp;nbsp;fhl encounter every week.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend has it that when Mommy and Daddy finally could afford to get a place of their own + the maid, Aunty cried alot while she was packing my stuff up. &amp;nbsp;:(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was because I was the first kiddo she took care of, and so we both are somewhat emotionally attached to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing was, Gramp's house is just a street away right?&lt;br /&gt;I still get to visit her weekly whenever we head over to grandpa's place for dinner and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;That's like how I know she cooks really yummy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had my own set of kids cutlery reserved and kept in the cupboard - mini chopsticks (I could chopstick my food at age 2plus/3 years old ok!), fork, spoon, my own kiddo plate, cups, toys and even stayed over a couple of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every festive season = special home made food.&lt;br /&gt;Like tins and tins of &amp;nbsp;homemade loveletter crackers for Chinese new year to bring home.&lt;br /&gt;and a whole bundle of rice dumplings made from scratch during dumpling festival, and it was truly Aunty's influence that I really liked to eat the plain rice dumplings (no one at home really fancies it), and I get a whole bunch of it for myself *beams*&lt;br /&gt;I'll dunk it with brown sugar, or home-made kaya that she makes for me&lt;br /&gt;and the meaty dumpling ones was to be shared with the entire family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty's prawn fritters and pophiahs are also to die for. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With age catching up, Aunty rarely cooks up a storm in the kitchen now.&lt;br /&gt;All the yummy food requires too much work. : /&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without fail, I'll visit Auntie every chinese new year, and she attends every birthday party that my parents planned for me, and even my 21st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how she's like a grandma to me... nags at me whenever she see me.&lt;br /&gt;Tells me annually how I'm too skinny, Have to eat more, why are my hands feel so clammy - am I unwell, when I took pictures with her at Kenny's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Says it's ok to rot at home, when I left my job last year - good to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;Nags about when am I going to get married, that my future husband to be has to be a good guy - and that I'll have to bring him to her place for a look see for approval and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted her to attend my convocation when I graduated. But SIM gave me limited seatings, so I made do and gave her a picture of me in my graduation gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;Today writing this post, I'm thankful that she loves me as if i'm her own.&lt;br /&gt;I really am blessed to be loved and doted.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&amp;nbsp;X love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1113088949506628049?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1113088949506628049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1113088949506628049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1113088949506628049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1113088949506628049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-special-aunty.html' title='My special Aunty!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACPfxlJhERo/Traxy6zMmfI/AAAAAAAACuQ/Srz_HArD2Ao/s72-c/Auntie%2526I1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-3558847747710273014</id><published>2011-10-28T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T02:32:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 2am..</title><content type='html'>and all I can think of, is food.&lt;br /&gt;My pastamania creamy chicken + soup + drinks + garlic bread and haagen daz waffle icecream for dinner is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of Ikea's swedish meatball.&lt;br /&gt;and Squid ink Pasta with Oxtail stew from a Pinch of Salt..&lt;br /&gt;Steak from Astons ( I think its almost a year, since I last set food into Astons)&lt;br /&gt;and pepper Lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Gimme my beef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously considering ordering macs now to fill up my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help that mommy mentioned that she just "spree-ed" Wee Lee brothers Otah with the office aunties, and will be bringing home a whole pile of otahs in like a couple of hours time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish roe Otah! Super super yummy!&lt;br /&gt;*seriously, this is the first time I hear about food spree - coz Da and I usually spree clothes, accessories, shoes etc. But food? That's like a whole new level!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll understand when I turn into Aunty! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Macs or not to macs...&lt;br /&gt;The breakfast set, or the normal meal..&lt;br /&gt;Tough decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-3558847747710273014?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3558847747710273014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=3558847747710273014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/3558847747710273014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/3558847747710273014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-2am.html' title='It&apos;s 2am..'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5688633345792184041</id><published>2011-10-27T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T01:30:41.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>We'll be alright</title><content type='html'>Let's be brave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-5688633345792184041?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5688633345792184041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=5688633345792184041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5688633345792184041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5688633345792184041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/well-be-alright.html' title='We&apos;ll be alright'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8053847363767144986</id><published>2011-10-26T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:22:07.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>It's one of those nights...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, its just one of those nights where I'm feeling dreadfully restless, and yet nothing I do seems to "quench" that restless feeling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried sleeping early, because I was sleepy, but there's this frustrated feeling within that does not want to sleep away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired sewing an unfinished dress, and gave up before I even turned on the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to paint my face, and am inspirationless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a chanel inspired nail picture, but just fixed my nails yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, Daphne.&lt;br /&gt;WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those double irony...&lt;br /&gt;Want to do something, but when I try... I end up not wanting to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could equate my inner frustration with shitting, I'd say that i'm constipating at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Argghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I need to punch off the excess frustration within.&lt;br /&gt;I do believe this is commonly known as PMS-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8053847363767144986?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8053847363767144986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8053847363767144986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8053847363767144986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8053847363767144986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-one-of-those-nights.html' title='It&apos;s one of those nights...'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6767832255560527084</id><published>2011-10-24T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T01:25:53.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>I must have done something right..</title><content type='html'>I'm in one of my pensive moods tonight.&lt;br /&gt;As I attempt to catch up with paperwork, and as usual am feeling hungry - and as I munch up my &amp;nbsp;nonya rice dumpling that mom bought for my "breakfast".. I thought to myself that I must have done something damn right in my last life, to have deserved such a great mom. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything that she has done for me for the past 28 years, oh make that 29 - coz she puked her guts out for 9 entire months until she delivered me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, like cleaning up after I've pooped as a baby - or all the countless sleep she's lost from a wailing baby - and all the trips to hospitals and doctors, just because I'm a problematic kiddo with 20,000 ailments to boot. - screaming at me when I've been naughty - financially supporting me when I'm broke - all the toys I made her buy whenever I fancy one - my eternal mess that trails after me, that she has to put up with (she's a perfectionist/neat Nazi) - all the food she's fed me, where her food investments in me never quite tally with the weighing scales. - the better portion of food she gives up like more meat in my bowl and she keeps the boney bits to herself - the fancy holidays - even the smell of my pets - my almost autistic personality that she has to endure- never ending laundry and aiyah to sum it up, all my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure we have our screaming matches about how many earrings I should have (1 ear each, in her opinion), or hair color - original if she had her way back when I was a rebellious teenie, or whether I'm allowed to stay out later than midnight, or the never ending debate about "staying out of my affairs coz I know what i'm doing" and she'll still be supportive no matter how she disagrees etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that she did not dump me in some random ophanage, or throw me in a dustbin and leave me to rot to death, or disown me for being such a difficult kid&lt;br /&gt;(I highly suspect I might just dump my future kids into the trash if they ever dare to rebel or be difficult. Lol)&lt;br /&gt;For all the love she showered, all the tears and tantrums she's put up with, and the money she spent on tuitions, ballet/piano/computers/art classes , the time and patience she's given me, and food and blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said,&amp;nbsp;I must have done something damn right in my last life, to have deserve my mom.&lt;br /&gt;I still dont think she spoils me (even tho she insist that i'm spoilt), but I'm damn sure she loves me (and the siblings) la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#emo night&lt;br /&gt;#mother appreciation night&lt;br /&gt;I love my mommy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zK9-2xvfLaM/TqRMiMrPWhI/AAAAAAAACts/-8iYQDBJXIg/s1600/190138_10150175425414612_503734611_8304441_6572177_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zK9-2xvfLaM/TqRMiMrPWhI/AAAAAAAACts/-8iYQDBJXIg/s640/190138_10150175425414612_503734611_8304441_6572177_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6767832255560527084?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6767832255560527084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6767832255560527084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6767832255560527084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6767832255560527084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-must-have-done-something-right.html' title='I must have done something right..'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zK9-2xvfLaM/TqRMiMrPWhI/AAAAAAAACts/-8iYQDBJXIg/s72-c/190138_10150175425414612_503734611_8304441_6572177_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6792352673134024141</id><published>2011-10-23T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T03:20:57.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>When undecided...and celebrating the other Daphne's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rQuMkUSmmU/TqMG13lIspI/AAAAAAAACsU/8AISN_EiFbA/s1600/Photo+409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rQuMkUSmmU/TqMG13lIspI/AAAAAAAACsU/8AISN_EiFbA/s640/Photo+409.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Title says it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That would be me, looking undecided at both the mirrors, and my photobooth about the colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was undecided about my hairband colors, and ended up wearing both out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The top had cream and white - and so did my hairbands?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom and Da couldnt help me out with the selection between the 3 options of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;pink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(so much for sisterly/motherly advise), and so I decided to wear both out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I yelled byebye to mommy, her reply to me was " what's the final colour ?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I laughed and said "both!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and promptly left home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That was until I developed a headache from 2 different pressure points the hairbands gave me, and finally! Claudia chose one color for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I stuck to the pink hairband the entire night after :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went out to Meathaven to advance celebrate Daphne Leong's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love the place. They serve yummeh meat!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My fingers are still smelling like the smoked ribs - and therefore i'm feeling hungry, each time my fingers come in contact with my nose. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For salivating purposes, here we go, stolen from Facebook..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Daphne ordered a variety for us to share....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For starters, we had nachos, wings, soups - the mushroom soup and pepper soup is very well done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soups were a personal favourite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Totally made with love (as like how i'll usually describe well made soups brothed to perfection with lots of effort),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;where the pepper soup is unique in taste, with tomato based, cheesy and addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mushroom soup is thick, creamy and mushroomy, no need to say more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The pork ribs with the Haven BBQ sauce is pretty tender and juicy - and i'm not usually a fan of ribs, but this one holds a title on its own in my tummy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*slurps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcw4l95y_Mw/TqMI6puQInI/AAAAAAAACsc/caY4crVsDXU/s1600/299190_10150344320586523_534476522_8467670_62896852_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcw4l95y_Mw/TqMI6puQInI/AAAAAAAACsc/caY4crVsDXU/s640/299190_10150344320586523_534476522_8467670_62896852_n.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I super love love love the black pig pork belly!&lt;br /&gt;The fatty parts practically melt in the mouth. They had garlic bits garnishing that tasted totally delish.&lt;br /&gt;I kept picking on the last bits of it.&lt;br /&gt;As for the potatoes... who cares about them. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPoSOCek4lU/TqMJCfT5gZI/AAAAAAAACsk/mdN5AVrYdCg/s1600/337897_10150344323141523_534476522_8467683_1803027540_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPoSOCek4lU/TqMJCfT5gZI/AAAAAAAACsk/mdN5AVrYdCg/s640/337897_10150344323141523_534476522_8467683_1803027540_o.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we had duck with pumpkin mash, which I felt was ok.&lt;br /&gt;Not a duck fan, but it's also surprisingly tender and not dry - unlike our local duck fare.&lt;br /&gt;Dry chewy and ducky tasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnTn8C75mlo/TqMJSIjQltI/AAAAAAAACss/cQVFnkAc484/s1600/340521_10150344323941523_534476522_8467684_1281113725_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnTn8C75mlo/TqMJSIjQltI/AAAAAAAACss/cQVFnkAc484/s640/340521_10150344323941523_534476522_8467684_1281113725_o.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seafood Couscous Nice tomato-ey flavour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me kinda likey! The prawns had flavour,and tasted pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately, after the fatty kurobuta belly, everything pales in comparison for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szTmW9Zeerg/TqMKLpPWBII/AAAAAAAACs0/uTUOt4ot9ss/s1600/312226_10150344321166523_534476522_8467671_877798846_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szTmW9Zeerg/TqMKLpPWBII/AAAAAAAACs0/uTUOt4ot9ss/s640/312226_10150344321166523_534476522_8467671_877798846_n.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had a good time hanging out with the girls, as usual - everyone was crazy, and we laughed alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I forgot to charge my camera battery, so we only had limited pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shall only post up the nice ones, and keep the candid ones for future blackmailing (hohoho).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures of myself, with the birthday girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJDfDerLhkg/TqMTCL1_qJI/AAAAAAAACs8/mAX2l0oY8yY/s1600/IMG_5783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJDfDerLhkg/TqMTCL1_qJI/AAAAAAAACs8/mAX2l0oY8yY/s640/IMG_5783.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous-ness in various states, so I had a hard time choosing between the 2 picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4X63ttwsXg/TqMTokXxMKI/AAAAAAAACtE/kNWBvdg6rIU/s1600/IMG_5793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4X63ttwsXg/TqMTokXxMKI/AAAAAAAACtE/kNWBvdg6rIU/s640/IMG_5793.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVutJYZHAuo/TqMUPFFz9II/AAAAAAAACtM/jZtlSUSk1Gk/s1600/IMG_5794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVutJYZHAuo/TqMUPFFz9II/AAAAAAAACtM/jZtlSUSk1Gk/s640/IMG_5794.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl with the blasting candles.&lt;br /&gt;All the lighted candles look damn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to my 50th! birthday - just so that the entire cake would look damn pretty when all the candles are lighted up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1tAs76gXD8/TqMUo35mqDI/AAAAAAAACtU/J6Zb0bUHvQ8/s1600/IMG_5796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1tAs76gXD8/TqMUo35mqDI/AAAAAAAACtU/J6Zb0bUHvQ8/s640/IMG_5796.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cake.&lt;br /&gt;Happy girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijZyq6_FJKs/TqMU98grWfI/AAAAAAAACtc/QgBO4h-4uYQ/s1600/IMG_5797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijZyq6_FJKs/TqMU98grWfI/AAAAAAAACtc/QgBO4h-4uYQ/s640/IMG_5797.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to 28 years and plenty more good times to come.&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGVqBQwNq6A/TqMVY93o-pI/AAAAAAAACtk/fjuLn1pP78w/s1600/IMG_5804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGVqBQwNq6A/TqMVY93o-pI/AAAAAAAACtk/fjuLn1pP78w/s640/IMG_5804.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/9324875-6792352673134024141?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6792352673134024141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6792352673134024141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6792352673134024141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6792352673134024141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-undecidedand-celebrating-other.html' title='When undecided...and celebrating the other Daphne&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rQuMkUSmmU/TqMG13lIspI/AAAAAAAACsU/8AISN_EiFbA/s72-c/Photo+409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-4443124988539744927</id><published>2011-10-17T04:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T04:21:34.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Wham, Bang! Bleeding Eyebrows!</title><content type='html'>I was rushing out of home last wednesday, and I ended up with a bleeding eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened too quickly, I doubt i am able to recall what exactly happened, except for the fact that the freaking heavy front door slammed on me, just as I was about to rush back in to get stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrggghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst into tears uncontrollably, and&amp;nbsp;also realized - in the process of wiping my tears, that my eyebrow was not only bruised, but BLEEDING.&lt;br /&gt;Both my palms were bloody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, had to rush back into the house to check how bad the damage was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out to be QUITE BAD.&lt;br /&gt;There's a hole in my eyebrow. Dented. Lobang. right, you get the idea. &amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part about facial wounds, is that they bleed quite a fair bit, before it would decide to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being terribly late to meet one of my girls (I had to pass her uniform for work...)&lt;br /&gt;there seriously wasn't much options available,&amp;nbsp;I psyched myself up to flag a cab with a bloody tissue in hand, and cried like a friggin baby, while making my way to Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;The cab uncle must have thought that I was psycho or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually braver when it comes to wounding myself...but blood is really not my forte.&lt;br /&gt;I usually bawl alot and go weak at the sight of blood, soooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty proud of myself that I managed to make it to Zouk, puffy eyed nonetheless...but somewhat on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the damage..&lt;br /&gt;(yeah I cried til one eye was make-up-less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FB5bC2G9s8g/Tps4nKwAQNI/AAAAAAAACr8/bqiE2BxBhFI/s1600/IMG01962-20111012-2359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FB5bC2G9s8g/Tps4nKwAQNI/AAAAAAAACr8/bqiE2BxBhFI/s640/IMG01962-20111012-2359.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up - you can see how juicy and raw it looked about 15mins later..&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;The boys made me ice my wound with the ice from their jug of drinks -wrapped with tissue.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that helped alot in reducing swell and bruising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c71dVDVLMJE/Tps4oSVU6NI/AAAAAAAACsE/p6YqQrJZOas/s1600/IMG01969-20111013-0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c71dVDVLMJE/Tps4oSVU6NI/AAAAAAAACsE/p6YqQrJZOas/s640/IMG01969-20111013-0000.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours later, taken at home, my eyebrow dent somewhat scabbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3K-SBQdd194/Tps4pdi7YPI/AAAAAAAACsM/fL7aU3RUQx4/s1600/IMG01980-20111013-0208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3K-SBQdd194/Tps4pdi7YPI/AAAAAAAACsM/fL7aU3RUQx4/s640/IMG01980-20111013-0208.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I must have panicked quite abit,&lt;br /&gt;enough to palpitate and nearly keeled over while I was still in the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left early with clammy hands and all.&lt;br /&gt;Those crazy palpitations has since stopped for over a year, and my guess would be that the panic attacks sort of revived it.&lt;br /&gt;Wehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily its a relatively short attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&amp;nbsp;The scab's itching alot, and I'm making conscious effect not to scratch - for the fear that my eyebrow hair wouldn't grow back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crossing all the fingers and toes that my eyebrows would still be in tact*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: my eyebrow looks perpetually dirty. I hate it that I am unable to pencil my brows properly. #UngroomedMax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-4443124988539744927?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4443124988539744927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=4443124988539744927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4443124988539744927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4443124988539744927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/wham-bang-bleeding-eyebrows.html' title='Wham, Bang! Bleeding Eyebrows!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FB5bC2G9s8g/Tps4nKwAQNI/AAAAAAAACr8/bqiE2BxBhFI/s72-c/IMG01962-20111012-2359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6177532613149176994</id><published>2011-10-11T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T03:54:39.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>I'm in loveeeeee!</title><content type='html'>I'm in love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng, Claudia and myself headed down to Farmway after lunch at Sushi Tei on monday afternoon, to check out fluffy things, which started with the want of a dwarf hamster - which then evolved to Cheng salivating over the Netherlands Dwarfie bunnylet that claudia said resembled alot like these...rabbit mooncakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLFK-nFTnSw/TpMnmWdW_3I/AAAAAAAACr0/y091eBEKmyI/s1600/2855350783_1e42bd06b8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLFK-nFTnSw/TpMnmWdW_3I/AAAAAAAACr0/y091eBEKmyI/s640/2855350783_1e42bd06b8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;See for yourself. Look alike. color too!&lt;br /&gt;She was picture shy, so kept hiding away from the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idIMmVKWt4w/TpMohv8ZSrI/AAAAAAAACr4/hUaI9IwlTjQ/s1600/IMG01958-20111010-1514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idIMmVKWt4w/TpMohv8ZSrI/AAAAAAAACr4/hUaI9IwlTjQ/s640/IMG01958-20111010-1514.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one thing after another... I got reminded about my search for the perfect doggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted Schnauzer or a mini teacup poodle - coz they're like the rare few breeds that would not kill my nose.&lt;br /&gt;They're apparently hypo allergen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Schnauzer or a Fox Terrier, would be because they look so wisely and cute. Something about their posture/stance that makes them look very smart and attentive.&lt;br /&gt;And in recent years, my taste for a teacup poodle developed, because they look soooo adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the sweetest poodle at the farm!&lt;br /&gt;She's different from the rest of her troop - where her furry friends would bounce around barking for attention like crazy hyper active puppies... she merely pop-corned around alittle and responded to me with a waggy tail and attentive eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I mentioned earlier, &amp;nbsp;I like it that she's not yappy noisy, unlike the rest of her friends, and when I squat and beckoned for her to run to me, she responded.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a "pikachu, I choose you" moment between the 2 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like she could read my mind / tuned to my frequency, I barely prompted her to flip over for belly rubs, and she did it like a mega pro.&lt;br /&gt;Wehhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;The price for such a precious little lump of fur?&lt;br /&gt;$2,300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked about the price, the funny uncle grabbed her, flipped her over, blew at the fur surround her private parts, and declared that she cost $2,300. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Her male sibling... went through the same treatment, when I asked for a cheaper dog.&lt;br /&gt;Blew at his privates, and declared the kukubird version was going for $2,200.&lt;br /&gt;-_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng helped me film this video..&lt;br /&gt;and I can't stop watching and raving about her.&lt;br /&gt;Her temperament is amazing. She's amazingly docile, and "manja".&lt;br /&gt;When you stroke and pet her right, she'll close her eyes and have that "ooh, i'm in heaven expression"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Docile - check&lt;br /&gt;Not yappy - check&lt;br /&gt;Not bouncy - check&lt;br /&gt;Good natured - check&lt;br /&gt;Attentive - check&lt;br /&gt;Clever - half check - until she's mine, and she's able to do tricks and listen to command, but intuitive so far about the roll over for belly rub part.&lt;br /&gt;Female - Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Cute - check&lt;br /&gt;pint size - check check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems like all that I'll ask for in a doggle,&lt;br /&gt;only that she's very pricey can?&lt;br /&gt;$2300 for a dog.&lt;br /&gt;I need to think very very hard man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, sharing the video of her...&lt;br /&gt;Try and focus on her and ignore my goofy expressions and stupid hair. I wasn't expecting to be seen/videoed, and I'm very in love can?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh and I tried to imitate the uncle's blow the private part area, and declare a price part too.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4b5c321e623aee51" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b5c321e623aee51%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330360716%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BB88E0C1AE0F1732926F4EE8724DAB53FD67C7A.244264DE625E388482EE6E57305F475B734B52B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b5c321e623aee51%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVKS_q8LmUo_P-_kWbjFN3g_L810&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b5c321e623aee51%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330360716%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BB88E0C1AE0F1732926F4EE8724DAB53FD67C7A.244264DE625E388482EE6E57305F475B734B52B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b5c321e623aee51%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVKS_q8LmUo_P-_kWbjFN3g_L810&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6177532613149176994?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6177532613149176994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6177532613149176994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6177532613149176994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6177532613149176994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-in-loveeeeee.html' title='I&apos;m in loveeeeee!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLFK-nFTnSw/TpMnmWdW_3I/AAAAAAAACr0/y091eBEKmyI/s72-c/2855350783_1e42bd06b8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-9011743163249395950</id><published>2011-10-06T04:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T04:40:59.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Moschino Belt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIvWThF9Skc/Toy__TobtwI/AAAAAAAACro/4rZc3B8dc5w/s1600/mos1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="596" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIvWThF9Skc/Toy__TobtwI/AAAAAAAACro/4rZc3B8dc5w/s640/mos1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm totally in love with the Moschino belt.&lt;br /&gt;It's not rocket science design, and I know it was lauched many seasons ago...&lt;br /&gt;yet, there's something very captivating about a belt full of alphabets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely not a belt that I can wear everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuut it's obnoxiously nice.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RZnWvSSYX6k/TozABe3EkUI/AAAAAAAACrs/VpaPWi2KNC8/s1600/mos2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="560" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RZnWvSSYX6k/TozABe3EkUI/AAAAAAAACrs/VpaPWi2KNC8/s640/mos2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAcPpkHXhLU/TozACTvTGMI/AAAAAAAACrw/vLq9mx6B0HA/s1600/mos3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAcPpkHXhLU/TozACTvTGMI/AAAAAAAACrw/vLq9mx6B0HA/s640/mos3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belt itch.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeehhhh &amp;nbsp;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-9011743163249395950?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/9011743163249395950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=9011743163249395950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/9011743163249395950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/9011743163249395950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/moschino-belt.html' title='Moschino Belt'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIvWThF9Skc/Toy__TobtwI/AAAAAAAACro/4rZc3B8dc5w/s72-c/mos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8163845402026481380</id><published>2011-10-06T04:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T04:47:53.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Flamingo Earrings..</title><content type='html'>Finally brought the Flamingo feather earrings out for a walk tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Rather pleased with how it looks on the overall. :)&lt;br /&gt;wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new hair color and the pink sort of complement each other in a pleasing way, and it's just too bad that photobooth is unable to capture the color of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes finally found the time to take a decent picture of myself.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like forever, since I last updated my display picture. But I know it was just merely a month ago with the kitty shot - but you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0doi13Idv8/Toy4ISPv_zI/AAAAAAAACrg/hGEyRCbgWs0/s1600/Photo+379w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0doi13Idv8/Toy4ISPv_zI/AAAAAAAACrg/hGEyRCbgWs0/s640/Photo+379w.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reckon the flamingo feathers suits me waaaay better than the parrot ones that I took sometime back..in my &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-newest-addition-to-my-bokeh-effects.html"&gt;june entry here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima little nuts when it comes to accessories, and feathers just made a comeback in my dress-up-list the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;I've got the peacocks during my short hair era... im refusing to post up pictures of myself, coz my cheeks are uber puffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parrot feathers in tropical colors as seen in &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-newest-addition-to-my-bokeh-effects.html"&gt;my june entry&lt;/a&gt;..and the crazy neon disco ones.. where I have no pictures to substantiate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The princess &lt;i&gt;Tigerlily &lt;/i&gt;inspired taken back early this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWHfWvj3rho/Toy7xS-bGqI/AAAAAAAACrk/FLxHGuZ74Wk/s1600/IMG_0015e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWHfWvj3rho/Toy7xS-bGqI/AAAAAAAACrk/FLxHGuZ74Wk/s640/IMG_0015e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this marks the end of my feather crazed post, and in my opinion, the feathers look waay better in real life than pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;coz feathers are supposed to flutter when i'm walking and moving.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;KThxBye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8163845402026481380?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8163845402026481380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8163845402026481380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8163845402026481380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8163845402026481380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/flamingo-earrings.html' title='Flamingo Earrings..'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0doi13Idv8/Toy4ISPv_zI/AAAAAAAACrg/hGEyRCbgWs0/s72-c/Photo+379w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1975660749352408591</id><published>2011-10-04T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:46:23.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Hello kitty Sunglasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2hJkEfgkQAg/Ton_biUyO7I/AAAAAAAACrY/TAypD0k9tvI/s1600/kitty+glasses.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2hJkEfgkQAg/Ton_biUyO7I/AAAAAAAACrY/TAypD0k9tvI/s320/kitty+glasses.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9GaPIi5_qU0/Ton_cH0FElI/AAAAAAAACrc/ZB_46sD-YOY/s1600/kittybans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9GaPIi5_qU0/Ton_cH0FElI/AAAAAAAACrc/ZB_46sD-YOY/s320/kittybans.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I stared at the picture, and am inspired to get them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get the Rayban pair in Black shades.&lt;br /&gt;Red bow, with whiskers and all.&lt;br /&gt;X says that I've already got a nice authentic pair of Raybans, so why am I even bothering about getting myself a weird Kitty one.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the beauty of it.&lt;br /&gt;My red bow hello kitty with whiskers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internal kitty radar is screaming to wear it now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1975660749352408591?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1975660749352408591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1975660749352408591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1975660749352408591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1975660749352408591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-kitty-sunglasses.html' title='Hello kitty Sunglasses'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2hJkEfgkQAg/Ton_biUyO7I/AAAAAAAACrY/TAypD0k9tvI/s72-c/kitty+glasses.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6145091436148930988</id><published>2011-10-04T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T01:59:21.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Are you crazy?!</title><content type='html'>Someone's passing remarks came ringing in my head just earlier.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me " are you crazy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And deep down my answer to this rhetorical question would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i weren't crazy, would you even need to ask me this question at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm crazy, i'm crazy. There's no denying it.&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta accept me for who I am, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6145091436148930988?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6145091436148930988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6145091436148930988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6145091436148930988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6145091436148930988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-you-crazy.html' title='Are you crazy?!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6134871871732633993</id><published>2011-09-30T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:57:31.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>It's official!</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated this space for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;Been too busy to even get proper 12 hours sleep, much less to find the mood to post an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of the 28th, I am officially part owner of the agency.&lt;br /&gt;Managing the girls for the past month was no easy feat.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how my patience can be tested over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;messing up my "zen-ness" within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how everything fell into place, and how I got the blessings of everyone that mattered to me with this new project of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Somedays good...some days bad... and somedays terribly bad.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's the same for everyone isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally became rather&amp;nbsp;fed up with one of the girls, and decided to get a life..&lt;br /&gt;They usually say "have a break, have a kitkat", but for me, having a break equates to altering &amp;nbsp;my appearance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dropped by Shunji at 313 yesterday, and decided to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;I told my stylist to chop off 3-4 inch away, and she really took my words very seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Whahhh , and now my mermaid hairdo is gone.&lt;br /&gt;GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to disgust people with the "lulu" China girl with unshaven armpit impersonation, and used my hair to create the "armpit hair" illusion&lt;br /&gt;Hahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't do that anymore &amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;Not for the next 2 months, for I look&amp;nbsp;look like a normal city girl... with neat nice hair..&lt;br /&gt;not some jungle lady living in a far far away cave with no hairstylist.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1njkXCHCM4/ToSdRtq7ROI/AAAAAAAACrU/DvO2X8h2kZI/s1600/IMG01937-20110928-1708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1njkXCHCM4/ToSdRtq7ROI/AAAAAAAACrU/DvO2X8h2kZI/s640/IMG01937-20110928-1708.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened up the box of Liese bubble hair dye lying off some corner of the room and touched up the ugly roots.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the chance to try the "Sweet pink" color, and the result's&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;not even close to the Peach berry color I used to fancy (that is no longer available in any shops) &amp;nbsp;#LifesucksMax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant even describe how a peach berry color should look like to my hairstylist...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need to wave byebye to that color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for time to pass... I attempted a few hairstyles...&lt;br /&gt;Like Marge Simpsons... and made hair swiss rolls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudest creation of the lot would be......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzPO1KIbEUQ/ToSaQIn7tVI/AAAAAAAACrM/Y6hq0c9JSdc/s1600/IMG01946-20110929-2213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzPO1KIbEUQ/ToSaQIn7tVI/AAAAAAAACrM/Y6hq0c9JSdc/s640/IMG01946-20110929-2213.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Lady Blahblah yet?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all that fun, my hair feels like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if i'm playing with hay.&lt;br /&gt;spammed lots of conditioner, and it still feels shitty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6134871871732633993?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6134871871732633993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6134871871732633993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6134871871732633993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6134871871732633993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1njkXCHCM4/ToSdRtq7ROI/AAAAAAAACrU/DvO2X8h2kZI/s72-c/IMG01937-20110928-1708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1179821383294429037</id><published>2011-09-06T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T03:14:56.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>September momentum</title><content type='html'>It's been an exciting month so far for me.&lt;br /&gt;Acquisition proved to be a lot tougher than I've expected.&lt;br /&gt;Throwing contracts back and forth, reading words like crazy disecting reading.&lt;br /&gt;Paper work... transferring of assets.... lots and lots of talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Transition and takeover is a lot more tedious than I've anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;I've practically been walking around with @.@ eyes the entire weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombied.&lt;br /&gt;Living off a couple of hours of sleep everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to being reacquainted with my bed for at least the most of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;DESERVE IT MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact my new favorite tag line lately goes alot like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pooped!&lt;br /&gt;I use up so much energy that my remaining time is spent mostly in pure silence.&lt;br /&gt;The bestie came back for his nomming entitlements and most of our dinner was in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its always nice to know that it's really alright to just be in the company of friends, without the need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;I call it the "silence is comfortable" theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it's usually in the presence of strangers that you'll have to put on your game face/poker face/ clown face and just be who you have to be, and fill up the random gaps of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While usually in the presence of family and close friends - you have alot of freedom to be who you feel/want to be, and many a times it involves us just enjoying the company without having to talk ~ therefore the silence is comfortable theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back,&amp;nbsp;I was in a total mess the same month last year - going through one of my shittest phase in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, I'm glad that I've picked up myself, with lots of help and support from my loved ones - and I'm looking forward to the work and challenges that I would have to face ahead.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the end, and life wouldn't be all smooth sailing and blissful (I wish right!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll strive hard, and perhaps one day the rewards will reap in every aspect that one could possibly wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it'll be tough, but let it all be good.&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowtique will have to take a back seat for the next couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you've been neglected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1179821383294429037?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1179821383294429037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1179821383294429037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1179821383294429037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1179821383294429037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-momentum.html' title='September momentum'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7956385251509849906</id><published>2011-08-29T03:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T03:59:45.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hair food</title><content type='html'>It has always been a personal habit of mine to "feed" my skin and hair the occasional fruits or drinks to give them a special oomph! that I feel my skin/hair deserves.&lt;br /&gt;It's alot like going on a holiday - try out new places, eat new food, taking a break from routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried applying tomato, cucumber years back...&lt;br /&gt;and random one off experiments like washing my hair with copious amount of beer..&lt;br /&gt;applying egg on my face&lt;br /&gt;mayonnaise to soften the elbows&lt;br /&gt;making a lemon sugar scrub to exfoliate my skin bi-weekly for 6 good mths..&lt;br /&gt;honey oat with milk to replace to my lemon sugar scrubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people including the family would raise an eyebrow and/or drop random comments about my food adventures... you know, mixed reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand why people have qualms about slathering food onto hair or even face,&lt;br /&gt;When we barely bat an eyelid slathering tons of chemicals on ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From soap to moisturizer to even sunblock.&lt;br /&gt;These are stuff that we can barely pronounce the names of the chemicals used, and they're supposed to be good for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimethicone.&lt;br /&gt;Stearoypropyl&lt;br /&gt;Oxymoronic&lt;br /&gt;Amodimethicone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just listing random chemicals names I took off my from my commercial products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peering at the label of my treatment hair masque - out of the 28 ingredients used to produce my commercial hair masque - I barely recognise half of the items placed in it.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a chemical genius - and I have no idea how these chemicals are derived, how it looks like in its original form, or whether it's really good for me.&lt;br /&gt;I do not think any normal consumers would either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet people judge me for applying stuff that I eat onto myself?&lt;br /&gt;I find that highly laughable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, if it's good enough to be ingested into your system, why isn't it good enough to be applied on?&lt;br /&gt;why snub on natural forms of fix me up, and choose chemically enhanced potions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally enhanced potions/chemicial/liquids&lt;br /&gt;ARE THEY REALLY BETTER FOR YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Or is that a hoax created for commercial purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm saying is, sometimes its good to take a break from the routine, and try out something new, be it something as mundane as to apply banana puree on my hair just to see where that banana will get my hair to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be rather mentally refreshing too, to break habits.&lt;br /&gt;Gets your creative juices flowing.&lt;br /&gt;Back in design school - I had this lecturer that challenged us to break our routines for a week as a form of mental exercise. I enjoyed that. (more of it later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to puree the banana, add a teaspoon of honey, trickles of tap water - and blended everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second attempt at banana for the hair in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Must say that the first attempt was terrible, coz I merely mashed the banana up with a fork, instead of puree-ing it, and I suffered terribly for it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had banana bits stuck on my hair, and I had a rough time combing through to remove morsels of banana tangled in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt #2 is waaaaay better.&lt;br /&gt;The longer you puree it, the easier to wash off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by shampooing the hair.... then proceeded to towel dry the excess water.&lt;br /&gt;Applied my banana puree starting from the hair tips (that's the part that needed the most attention IMHO), slowly working my way up to the roots - since I read that banana is also good for the scalp. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my time away sitting in the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated playing Tetris on my phone and decided against, for I remembered my previously drowned blackberry that malfunctioned fro 2 days after I picked up my phone mid shampooing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally settled for a full body scrub with the loofah to kill time + rearrange the bathroom toiletries.&lt;br /&gt;My intention was for the bananas to stay on my head for a full 20 minutes, but my bathroom lacked entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;I washed off in slightly under 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing off took a bit of effort, and for good measure, I combed my hair + condition my hair to remove tangles, just to make sure that no banana bits will escape the bathroom and attract ants. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of staring in the mirror (when hair is dry), the noticeable differences are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) hair has a slight shine sheen - making it look healthier by 10%&lt;br /&gt;2) the hair tips - being the driest of the driest feels less "pricky" like by a good 10%&lt;br /&gt;3) dragging my fingers through the hair - it met less tangle resistance as compared to how my hair is usually comb unfriendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough results for a not so patient daphne.&lt;br /&gt;At least it works for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi.&lt;br /&gt;Oxymoronic is not a chemical&lt;br /&gt;I added it in for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Back to the break-your-daily-routine challenge I mentioned earlier,&lt;br /&gt;Back in design school- the Guest Lecturer suggested an exercise to encourage us to break away from the usual norms and practices.&lt;br /&gt;Starting with the things you do on daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be something as simple as swapping the sequence of your routine that actually makes a difference in your lifestyle, and awaken your creativity cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be as ridiculous as to eat your breakfast before brushing your teeth, or&lt;br /&gt;as simple as wearing your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favorite foot when you put on your shoes?&lt;br /&gt;Swap the habit and put on your shoes on the unfavored foot first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted that I always fancy stupid projects like this.&lt;br /&gt;My day gets less boring because I started the day differently.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-7956385251509849906?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7956385251509849906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7956385251509849906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7956385251509849906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7956385251509849906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/hair-food.html' title='Hair food'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-4433970606417225697</id><published>2011-08-28T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:39:31.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Oh my tummy</title><content type='html'>I woke up with a horrible horrible queasy feeling in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what, but It was one of those dreadful feeling of wanting to puke or LS, and even my system could not decide which would be a better thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sleep, wishing that the dreadful feeling would go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran a quick list of stuff I ate yesterday..and I seriously did not eat anything adventurous!&lt;br /&gt;No fried crickets or Balut or other funky stuff!&lt;br /&gt;What in the world triggered my system to malfunction?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the entire list of stuff I remember eating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Home made fried carrot cake for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;-Peach and Lavender gelato from Gusttimo&lt;br /&gt;-Tuna tataki salad at TCC&lt;br /&gt;-Milk Green tea with mini pearls from each-a-cup&lt;br /&gt;-Home cooked dinner of rice and stewed wine chicken + pink edamame soup +mushroom &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;veg+ roasted pork.&lt;br /&gt;-a bowlful of milo balls with milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stares angrily at list of food*&lt;br /&gt;Which of you did it?! Better own up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather prone to point fingers at my milo balls and milk, since that was practically the last thing I've consumed before heading to bed...unless you wanna factor water into the situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, and I do have sporadic intolerance to Lactose whenever I drink milk.&lt;br /&gt;But that usually only affects me when I drink milk first thing in the morning + its never made me contemplate retching before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not when I consume milk for supper!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6 in the evening, foodless and my&amp;nbsp;system is still churning away.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good enough to erm do restless stuff, but the biting feeling's still going at my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mommy's suggesting that we eat Macs for dinner - because she's out galavanting with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Wehhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;Best mother in the world! (to be fair, she isnt aware..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who perpetually seem to think that I'm sooooo LUCKY to be blessed with being skinny + big appetite to boot - FU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signs off with a grumpy face and trots off to eat Macs. fml*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-4433970606417225697?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4433970606417225697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=4433970606417225697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4433970606417225697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4433970606417225697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-woke-up-with-horrible-horrible-queasy.html' title='Oh my tummy'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1199832629197590816</id><published>2011-08-27T06:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T06:31:59.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>I don't give a flying fuck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's like this stupid catch phrase that is stuck in my head for the past 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat mode I tell you, even if I'm an unwilling party,&lt;br /&gt;I'll need to get it out of my system, so that I'll be able to move on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there's nothing for me to use this on at this hour of the day.&lt;br /&gt;fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence forth my attempt in posting it here, just so I'll be able to sleep in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much think that WTFPapaya...is a cooler #@*!.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why tt doesn't stick in my head - even tho my system agrees on it unanimously.&lt;br /&gt;Whyyyyyy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1199832629197590816?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1199832629197590816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1199832629197590816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1199832629197590816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1199832629197590816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dont-give-flying-fuck.html' title='I don&apos;t give a flying fuck!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8180498734889913454</id><published>2011-08-26T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T02:40:38.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I know i'm PMS-ing when.....</title><content type='html'>I have to work hard at curbing the absolute need to punch everyone I see for no apparent reason on one day, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up the next day thinking that no one loves me anymore, and dig deeper into the covers to sleep away&amp;nbsp;the sad sad feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking crappy, with the entire constellation of pimples mapped out across my face in weird places. :( Looking grey - i have no explanation for the grey color bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the eating ALOT part.&lt;br /&gt;Okay - granted that I usually eat quite abit, but PMS-ing eating is alot like stockpiling for Wartime sort of feasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get less picky - like eating that chicken puff cold, and the konyaku with dubious looking fruits scavenged from the fridge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished half a chocolate bar, and my thoughts keeps wandering to my newly bought party pack of Kinder bueno....&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia introduced me to the new yummy flavour while we were at Skinny Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;The Squid Ink Pizza!&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a fan of Squid Ink pasta, but the PIzza is definitely a first today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;People are usually disgusted by the blackish outlook of the squid ink - so I try not to eat it when I'm out with not so close people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Im sure I'll look gorgeous when I smile during meal times! Black Teeth! Woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;#WinningSmile FTW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Picture will do no justice, since the Pizza crust and seafood toppings is squidded too.&lt;br /&gt;Like how mommy would put it - everything black black looking - looks disgusting, not gonna eat. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at it now, I wonder why&amp;nbsp;didn't I order a second pizza at Skinny Pizza earlier and stupid stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aHL3T1fo3M/TlaLORecyKI/AAAAAAAACrI/R2hmca5bhzE/s1600/IMG01828-20110825-2116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aHL3T1fo3M/TlaLORecyKI/AAAAAAAACrI/R2hmca5bhzE/s640/IMG01828-20110825-2116.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left skinny pizza full to the brim, and feeling unskinny.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and the sweet potato nibbles Claudia recommended is pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;It's alot like french fries - sweeter and it was carb satisfying for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ink-spired,&amp;nbsp;I should drop by a Pinch of Salt soon for their yummmmmy yummy squid ink pasta + stewed oxtail soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8180498734889913454?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8180498734889913454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8180498734889913454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8180498734889913454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8180498734889913454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-know-im-pms-ing-when.html' title='I know i&apos;m PMS-ing when.....'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aHL3T1fo3M/TlaLORecyKI/AAAAAAAACrI/R2hmca5bhzE/s72-c/IMG01828-20110825-2116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-4312129440120721488</id><published>2011-08-23T03:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T04:07:38.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I'm feeling shitty and drained off ideas, I'll always end up sorting out my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Somewhat, neatening up the war zone never fails to lift my spirits up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe it's the feng shui or something.... or perhaps its just more aesthetically pleasing to set foot into a room fit for human to live with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In anycase, I sorted out my crazy collection of shades ( Yeah.. I do realize that I have an excessive amount of everything accessories, clothes, shoes, shades, caps, socks, undies &amp;nbsp;- dont we all?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I found......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this entertaining pair of shades that I bought off ebay or yahoo auction a decade ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's my "sexy" shades!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I never quite mustered the courage to wear it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tsktsk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00LtbqgKf4Q/TlKrYI7JrPI/AAAAAAAACq4/PnME2teQFJI/s1600/sexy+glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00LtbqgKf4Q/TlKrYI7JrPI/AAAAAAAACq4/PnME2teQFJI/s640/sexy+glasses.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's seriously quite cute what!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cost me 4 bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally gotten to collected my Hello Kitty watch from Zen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! It's damn tough to get that red bow/white face happy meal watch ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So have to take lots of picture with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I attempted to align my self sewn Red Bow in the same position and angle as Miss Hello Kitty, and here we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Reckon that the Red Bow placed in the front of my head is too cutesy for me to&amp;nbsp;wear it out, not that I lack of courage to. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;FYI, Kitty's bow was placed in it's right position...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's only that Photobooth essentially mirrors stuff, soooo Hello Kitty + Daphne's Red Bow in the picture is off, while the sexy shades was taken with my Canon, therefore the literacy of words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I tried flipping the picture - only to find myself looking weird.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;#firstworldpain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wq22kwO6rrE/TlKyc5_DKTI/AAAAAAAACrA/mnBPG-ZDjlg/s1600/hello+kitty+daphne++copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wq22kwO6rrE/TlKyc5_DKTI/AAAAAAAACrA/mnBPG-ZDjlg/s640/hello+kitty+daphne++copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bi monthly nail fix - I did the reverse french manicure in my favourite combination!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the Red on Red.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I like it that it's catchy without looking trashy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its quite a messy paint job, but... I really made lots of effort to be neat already. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwaEVZFMlmQ/TlK2UEZOlXI/AAAAAAAACrE/S0WE32tl0fE/s1600/IMG_5337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwaEVZFMlmQ/TlK2UEZOlXI/AAAAAAAACrE/S0WE32tl0fE/s640/IMG_5337.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up all the my new/old toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst! Have you &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/PetsPlacePurina?sk=app_227634413924530"&gt;send a bowl of love &lt;/a&gt;today to the animal shelters?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-4312129440120721488?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4312129440120721488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=4312129440120721488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4312129440120721488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4312129440120721488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/whenever-im-feeling-shitty-and-drained.html' title=''/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00LtbqgKf4Q/TlKrYI7JrPI/AAAAAAAACq4/PnME2teQFJI/s72-c/sexy+glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-375881592070241803</id><published>2011-08-21T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:42:33.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you stumbled into my blog by chance or by choice,&lt;br /&gt;I'd hope that you'll read on and help a little animal today with just 3 clicks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purina - a pet food manufacturer is currently running a campaign called &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/PetsPlacePurina?sk=app_227634413924530"&gt;SEND A BOWL OF LOVE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By liking their facebook page, and subsequently clicking on your choice of animal shelter that the bowl of food will go to, plus a cat or dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the page would look like, after you've done the happy deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/PetsPlacePurina?sk=app_227634413924530"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XACidD1GM14/TlC72nWfc5I/AAAAAAAACqw/x4rV5lbPRKw/s640/Picture+14.png" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essentially, it's just 3 clicks on facebook to do a very good deed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's a good time to accumulate some good karma for yourself, as well as to provide a nice meal for our furry friends living in animal shelters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These furry friends of mine usually led quite a hard life, nothing like the fancy schmoozy that your pet dogs/ cats enjoy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It'll be nice for them to receive "love" for once, instead of cruelty and hardships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance, and I'll really appreciate it, if you can &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/PetsPlacePurina?sk=app_227634413924530"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt; this everyday, until the campaign ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(on behalf of my furry friends out there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #282c43; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-375881592070241803?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/375881592070241803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=375881592070241803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/375881592070241803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/375881592070241803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-you-stumbled-into-my-blog-by-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XACidD1GM14/TlC72nWfc5I/AAAAAAAACqw/x4rV5lbPRKw/s72-c/Picture+14.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5428819788675393563</id><published>2011-08-20T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T16:13:55.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Linus the boxer</title><content type='html'>In lieu of daddy's new Exotic Shorthair kitties, I was hunting around youtube for videos of other exotic short hair, when i chanced upon the videos of Linus the boxer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's such a sweet tempered dog!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, his owner is probably a very good and patient dad/trainer.&lt;br /&gt;I love how his daughter bonded with the dog, as he explains to her how she should "communicate with Linus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 1.8333em; font-weight: bold; height: 1.1363em; line-height: 1.1363em; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-height: 1.1363em; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="Linus the boxer loves a party hat"&gt;Linus the boxer loves a party hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VPsHB44mcVQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 1.8333em; font-weight: bold; height: 1.1363em; line-height: 1.1363em; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-height: 1.1363em; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="Linus the Boxer Loves to Accessorize"&gt;Linus the Boxer Loves to Accessorize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cute how Linus obviously dislikes accessorizing, but still gave in to her out of love and desperation. Hahah&lt;br /&gt;Aww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/njI5jwQwJxU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 25px;"&gt;Linus the Boxer doesn't like his baby swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can totally see how protective the dog is of the baby's safety.&lt;br /&gt;hates it when she's out of his "protective" boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oyNU0vpicF4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She obviously loves Linus equally dearly.&lt;br /&gt;in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 25px;"&gt;Linus the Boxer loves a blanket fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she calls out "come inside Buddy" a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hb7F94keAAo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the video, I wished I had a dog to grow up with when I was that age.&lt;br /&gt;Weh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-5428819788675393563?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5428819788675393563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=5428819788675393563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5428819788675393563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5428819788675393563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/linus-boxer.html' title='Linus the boxer'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VPsHB44mcVQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-9030129359136814109</id><published>2011-08-20T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:21:31.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry friends'/><title type='text'>Bunny says hi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-trIzhTMEBCA/Tk9Pw-z71-I/AAAAAAAACqc/JMrW-We_UTg/s1600/IMG_2209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-trIzhTMEBCA/Tk9Pw-z71-I/AAAAAAAACqc/JMrW-We_UTg/s640/IMG_2209.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;My human's sick, so I've taken to posting instead, just so she can lay in bed, and ..... &amp;nbsp;toss around sometimes, and goes back to being motionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Human took me out to play in her room the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly fond of this special dusty spot in her room - my Favouritest (permitted) spot in the house&lt;br /&gt;I really do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm home, I like standing on the top of my toilet, it gives me height for a better view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tiny wooden box in the human's room is the same, but better!&lt;br /&gt;For one, it's easier on my paws and is waaaaaay taller!&lt;br /&gt;Just like a good pair of Jee-mee-choos or the loo-boo-tan that the human really fancies!&lt;br /&gt;So I reckon my addiction to high boxes = human's addiction to crazy high shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More special, with better view &amp;nbsp;- me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human always likes to take many shots in different angle, and I'm a quick learner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly aware that the frontal shot is no my best angle, but it totally shows off my little white speck on the nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JblefzgfgW8/Tk9PxuSUleI/AAAAAAAACqg/bE5hFyhOcNI/s1600/IMG_2210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JblefzgfgW8/Tk9PxuSUleI/AAAAAAAACqg/bE5hFyhOcNI/s640/IMG_2210.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left profile.. is prolly my best!&lt;br /&gt;Shows off my huge dolly eyes, and cute ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you have to pardon those awkward strands of fur sticking out.&lt;br /&gt;I was changing my coat for summer, and I think fur brushes are for Sissies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;besides those straggly strands are totally cool. &lt;br /&gt;I hate being called &amp;nbsp;a pretty boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_T1gvUuJ_6s/Tk9PywxmKlI/AAAAAAAACqk/02cZYouGYDk/s1600/IMG_2213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_T1gvUuJ_6s/Tk9PywxmKlI/AAAAAAAACqk/02cZYouGYDk/s640/IMG_2213.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking scruffy is so cool!&lt;br /&gt;I tried to mess around with my pre-shed winter coat to get a bed head look, but they keep coming out in fluffs, instead of staying put on my head - like that gatsby dude that I see on TV sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gatsby advert - fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qh7r2PF6hTQ/Tk9Pz8C328I/AAAAAAAACqo/-xjRIIiK7yo/s1600/IMG_2216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qh7r2PF6hTQ/Tk9Pz8C328I/AAAAAAAACqo/-xjRIIiK7yo/s640/IMG_2216.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of looking bright or scruffy, and so I gave the #emo pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't very hard to look emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to think about pixie, my bestfriend who no longer hangs out with me, and I get good shots like this. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you pix!e, and I also miss stealing your food.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can visit me - now that its the hungry ghostie month and all?&lt;br /&gt;I promise to share my treats with you if you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FCC1YkD9vSU/Tk9P0jfXhiI/AAAAAAAACqs/x1xoT9qsZC8/s1600/IMG_2218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FCC1YkD9vSU/Tk9P0jfXhiI/AAAAAAAACqs/x1xoT9qsZC8/s640/IMG_2218.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I need to head back to my cage for a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It's tiring to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Not sure how the humans do it, but I hope she gets well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall, sign off with a video of myself doing my bestest trick!&lt;br /&gt;But human's phone camera is terrible, We make do and try not to be too nauseous ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&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/9324875-9030129359136814109?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/9030129359136814109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=9030129359136814109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/9030129359136814109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/9030129359136814109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/scrabbles-says-hi.html' title='Bunny says hi.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-trIzhTMEBCA/Tk9Pw-z71-I/AAAAAAAACqc/JMrW-We_UTg/s72-c/IMG_2209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8290043812822916663</id><published>2011-08-19T02:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T03:00:04.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Pretty Rings from Amado Gudek's AG collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDoCDFXykr0/Tk1ahS2dNSI/AAAAAAAACqU/DunnPmFK500/s1600/273030_203655446348113_130620320318293_548985_3969496_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDoCDFXykr0/Tk1ahS2dNSI/AAAAAAAACqU/DunnPmFK500/s640/273030_203655446348113_130620320318293_548985_3969496_o.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw some new products from Amado Gudek's AG collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Glittery Resin ring named snowflake is sooo pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also saw some transformer / iceberg looking rings from the same collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;especially the fuschia pink/purple called Lavender candy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reminds me of rock crystal formation. Yummeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I dont think this version is wearble friendly to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being so accident prone... I might end up with a scratched face from wearing it or jab myself in the eye or something sad and loserish like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMqq6M-yPTs/Tk1aiAA0DvI/AAAAAAAACqY/-fYoMT9G1Fw/s1600/287830_220817454631912_130620320318293_606387_499932_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMqq6M-yPTs/Tk1aiAA0DvI/AAAAAAAACqY/-fYoMT9G1Fw/s640/287830_220817454631912_130620320318293_606387_499932_o.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously thinking about the Atom ring in Snowflake,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;but I've got like 25099 rings at home, mostly unworn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Packing / storing them is a bitch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Need to think more than thrice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it'll look shitty on my fat fingers yah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And I have this feeling they only look pretty close up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8290043812822916663?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8290043812822916663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8290043812822916663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8290043812822916663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8290043812822916663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/pretty-rings-from-amado-gudeks-ag.html' title='Pretty Rings from Amado Gudek&apos;s AG collection'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDoCDFXykr0/Tk1ahS2dNSI/AAAAAAAACqU/DunnPmFK500/s72-c/273030_203655446348113_130620320318293_548985_3969496_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5410388448884396399</id><published>2011-08-18T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T14:06:29.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>How to hide your cake. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3hH2D4Z_-I/Tkyn9WE-bpI/AAAAAAAACqQ/hborJTcGmMs/s1600/hide+your+cake%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3hH2D4Z_-I/Tkyn9WE-bpI/AAAAAAAACqQ/hborJTcGmMs/s640/hide+your+cake%2521.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this post from &lt;a href="http://www.damnlol.com/how-to-hide-a-cake-from-your-fat-friends-5241.html"&gt;DamnLOL&lt;/a&gt; titled &lt;b&gt;how to hide a cake from your FAT friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm totally the selfish type who'll love to hog the entire cake to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting that my goodies always get looted away by hungry siblings.&lt;br /&gt;*annoyed*&lt;br /&gt;psst: It's rarely the brother, even though he's the hungriest of the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, the main reason is because...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CAKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's also not very funny now, coz it reminds me of cakes from Awfully chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;and one of the rare chocolate cakes that I fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*makes sad face*&lt;br /&gt;Must buy the entire cake + fridge is spoiling + &amp;nbsp;no space.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to clearing fridge space to make way for huge items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I swear the whole world will hate me if I finish the entire cake by myself... just to avoid the fridge problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;Need to hunt for alternative solution.&lt;br /&gt;Like get a slice of something from somewhere in Holland Village.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No same! Not spongey chocolatey cake.&lt;br /&gt;Wehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post edit: On hindsight, there's Secret Recipe's Banana Chocolate cake at Queensway.&lt;br /&gt;I could drop by later... :)&lt;br /&gt;At least these people are smart enough to sell in slices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-5410388448884396399?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5410388448884396399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=5410388448884396399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5410388448884396399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5410388448884396399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-saw-this-post-from-damnlol-titled-how.html' title='How to hide your cake. LOL'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3hH2D4Z_-I/Tkyn9WE-bpI/AAAAAAAACqQ/hborJTcGmMs/s72-c/hide+your+cake%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-6646084504827962515</id><published>2011-08-14T02:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T02:29:04.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Boring week.</title><content type='html'>I spent the entire week busy with...&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I cannot seem to recall what I did, but yet managed to feel so exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;This terrible lifestyle is taking a toil on my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing some restoration work to the face, as I post this entry - while waiting for the pearl mask to do its job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dug around and found random pictures in my phone to help recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found pictures of this&amp;nbsp;Shattered glass effect used on the partition at Waraku's casual dining place located at Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;I like it that the shattered glass glistens under the spotlight, creating a pretty but cozy ambience.&lt;br /&gt;I took that picture, while waiting for the Sister to arrive, and because the mother was hogging the menu.&amp;nbsp;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;I dont usually have the habit of capturing my food, hence...&lt;br /&gt;there is none. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMVCj_m4tvA/TkawlSA-QrI/AAAAAAAACpo/MOcG3PP2WpE/s1600/IMG01657-20110807-1839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMVCj_m4tvA/TkawlSA-QrI/AAAAAAAACpo/MOcG3PP2WpE/s640/IMG01657-20110807-1839.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I only remember meeting up with the boys and girls for dinner on thursday - coz I insisted on having dinner at Fika, on the recommendation of this Swedish guy I met some time back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Meatballs were pretty good - sorry i was too hungry to take pictures, and the staff was friendly - very helpful with their recommendations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;In anycase, I chose the ramadan buffet, so the food layout was zero, with massive servings that I piled onto my plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I reckon I'll probably drop by again to try their Tea time stuff - desserts looked nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom woke me up today to ask me if this tiny thingie belongs to me.&lt;br /&gt;She claims that she picked it up in my toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I peered, peeped and stared at the tiny gun with o_O eyes, because I've never seen it before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZVJOhQdiiQ/Tkawl8njkqI/AAAAAAAACps/tkJ8ZvcX2R4/s1600/IMG01665-20110813-1554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZVJOhQdiiQ/Tkawl8njkqI/AAAAAAAACps/tkJ8ZvcX2R4/s640/IMG01665-20110813-1554.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;*frowns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It looks like I could use it to accessorize my Barbie's Lara croft / G.I Jane inspired outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;After 2 minutes of logical considerations, I reckon it's the brother's - from his Gundam collection or something, and somehow, somewhat, the weapon fell through his side of the door to our connecting toilet, and ended up in the toilet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still weird, because I patter in and out of the toilet many times a day, and as of before bedtime... I DID NOT SEE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Valda started the "it's the ghost month you know...."&amp;nbsp;and I nearly flipped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Somemore Saturday's supposedly the 15th - which is when the ghostly energy is at its strongest...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;GG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interrogated the brother during dinner with a picture of the toy, and he said it is not his, but it might be from his room....&lt;br /&gt;I gave him the exasperated look, how can he not know right?!&lt;br /&gt;Mystery unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the ghost had fun with the mini gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the evening, the mother took FOREVER to leave home.&lt;br /&gt;I had time to capture lots of pictures of myself, and still pause in between to cater to her random demands of "close the window", "I need water"...blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempted to give a rabbit face.&lt;br /&gt;#Fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdDyxkO0lYs/Tkaxpe2kVUI/AAAAAAAACqA/ZKWgZ97qL7I/s1600/IMG01670-20110813-1806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdDyxkO0lYs/Tkaxpe2kVUI/AAAAAAAACqA/ZKWgZ97qL7I/s640/IMG01670-20110813-1806.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One normal face to undo that retarded rabbit face picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuEC8dBxPVY/Tkaxp-7xynI/AAAAAAAACqE/8FmHlfMKadI/s1600/IMG01681-20110813-1811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuEC8dBxPVY/Tkaxp-7xynI/AAAAAAAACqE/8FmHlfMKadI/s640/IMG01681-20110813-1811.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The woman also imposed a no high heels allowed rule &amp;nbsp;when we left house - so that she can wear her pumps out. #Brat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Walking around town in flipflops is quite a sad feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Legs upwards - well done. Legs down, flip flops. Fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Good start, bad ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I made her sprint for the bus, so I guess we're square. Lalala...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I never thought i'll ever need to do fridge shopping, but a girl's gotta do what she has to do right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Set foot into the Best denki located at Takashimay, ( because I wanted to eat Sour Sally and &lt;s&gt;Ayam Penyat&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ikan lele penyat at Lucky.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and the first fridge I saw was Samsung's starry night!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, im not sure what its actual name is, but I decided to call it the Starry midnight fridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With an equally brow raising price to boot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;$4999. &amp;nbsp;Frigging 5k can?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The starry crystals will light up, whenever you open the fridge door tho.&lt;/div&gt;and rose gold handles + more crystals embedded within the handle, not forgetting a special compartment for champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5TJG-HDk4Ds/TkawoFS17aI/AAAAAAAACp4/7x67yXVwsmc/s1600/IMG01687-20110813-1847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5TJG-HDk4Ds/TkawoFS17aI/AAAAAAAACp4/7x67yXVwsmc/s640/IMG01687-20110813-1847.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother scoffed at the pretty fridge;s price and went on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many fridges later, I realized that technology hasn't surpassed itself for the past &amp;nbsp;decade.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;It's still water and ice dispenser at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the fridge has the ability to dispense frozen yoghurt, or Macdonald's icecream yet!&lt;br /&gt;Wehhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortlisted a couple of normal looking fridge at a fraction of the Starry night fridge price, and perhaps I'll drop by at Nicky's tomorrow for good measure, just to see if he's got a better deal available at his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last picture for tonight - one of myself with my eye patch for the terrible looking eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZuPJaBqfuQ/Tkawoy16V2I/AAAAAAAACp8/fjm09xTmd0E/s1600/IMG01731-20110814-0034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZuPJaBqfuQ/Tkawoy16V2I/AAAAAAAACp8/fjm09xTmd0E/s640/IMG01731-20110814-0034.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good 3 weeks, and I'm still looking very tanned from Tibet.&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing my utmost best in my sun avoidance, and I still look like a Somalian.&lt;br /&gt;WHY LIKE THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok need to wash face and hunt for food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-6646084504827962515?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6646084504827962515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=6646084504827962515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6646084504827962515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/6646084504827962515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/boring-week.html' title='Boring week.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMVCj_m4tvA/TkawlSA-QrI/AAAAAAAACpo/MOcG3PP2WpE/s72-c/IMG01657-20110807-1839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1814718284176368206</id><published>2011-08-10T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:21:59.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>The difference between wearing fake lashes and no lashes.</title><content type='html'>I worked on the etheral feel, with lots of gaussian blurring, and did this.&lt;br /&gt;Read up on tutorial, grasp the basic idea, and fiddled about with layering to create this!&lt;br /&gt;Quite pleased with it, but its still not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;Hurhurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Civ0OyKWt3g/TkKTIK3EZhI/AAAAAAAACpk/bxdFYppq6eU/s1600/bummerina+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Civ0OyKWt3g/TkKTIK3EZhI/AAAAAAAACpk/bxdFYppq6eU/s320/bummerina+.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Remember my previous post about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/wearing-too-much-make-up.html"&gt;wearing too much make up?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon i'm on a posting streak at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I'd thought that I shall do a little experiment, just to prove a point!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of me from this multi-purpose-in-one photo session that I did for the contact lens review in my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you're thinking aloud - what's so special about this picture again?!&lt;br /&gt;If you look at it hard enough, one eye's got fake lash, and the other's Naked. Nekkid!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jzeXHdmz30/TkF1jKDJLJI/AAAAAAAACpY/Q2wgn8nUSaI/s1600/lashnolash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jzeXHdmz30/TkF1jKDJLJI/AAAAAAAACpY/Q2wgn8nUSaI/s640/lashnolash.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks weird, yes.&lt;br /&gt;I have fairly small eyes, asian styled + hidden eyelids, and I cannot help but notice that girls with similar sized eyes, have a tendency to pile on the fake lash - thinking that it would help to compensate for the lack of size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello!&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to the usual beliefs, the eye without the lash actually look brighter and bigger (and I need to point out that there was no mascara involved in the nekkid eye.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the eye with the fake lash actually looked yes more defined, but the definition actually creates the illusion of smaller eyes, as it sort of created a "height limit", capping most of my eye away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need more proof?&lt;br /&gt;See for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;I placed the pictures side by one for comparison's sake!&lt;br /&gt;Left is taken after i'm dressed up and ready to leave for Zouk, and left was me in mid preparation, still in my home flutter tee.&lt;br /&gt;Same day, same hairstyle, same room okay?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pczq1wMlNP4/TkF42ALqsOI/AAAAAAAACpc/m0frlJCINcU/s1600/falsies+and+none.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="492" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pczq1wMlNP4/TkF42ALqsOI/AAAAAAAACpc/m0frlJCINcU/s640/falsies+and+none.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1814718284176368206?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1814718284176368206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1814718284176368206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1814718284176368206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1814718284176368206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/difference-between-wearing-fake-lashes.html' title='The difference between wearing fake lashes and no lashes.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Civ0OyKWt3g/TkKTIK3EZhI/AAAAAAAACpk/bxdFYppq6eU/s72-c/bummerina+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-1807175671582656593</id><published>2011-08-10T01:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:42:20.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>My review on the G&amp;G A21 Brown Lens</title><content type='html'>I spent the entire night thronging through the world wide web looking for reivews for....&lt;br /&gt;colored contact lens, and I realized that there is very little reviews around!&lt;br /&gt;It's something so .... "duh", so everyday and I reckon it is taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, as bimbo as it sounds - I shall be a good samaritan and donate my share of review.&lt;br /&gt;So exciting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, they look like....... this!&lt;br /&gt;Blowing up the lens, they seem to look like alien embryo of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_uRRJ7QpLg/TkDbItGcNeI/AAAAAAAACoo/AAK_qdUEu88/s1600/a21brown_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_uRRJ7QpLg/TkDbItGcNeI/AAAAAAAACoo/AAK_qdUEu88/s1600/a21brown_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right, so this is the pair of G&amp;amp;G that i've been wearing for the past...... 6 months?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's got a very unimpressive name - A21 Brown lens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; text-decoration: underline; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;ITEM DETAILS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="viewProdWeight"&gt;0 kg, 100 grams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stock:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="viewProdStock"&gt;Stock available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diameter : 14.0mm&lt;br /&gt;Water Content : 38%&lt;br /&gt;Base Curve : 8.6mm&lt;br /&gt;Life Span : 1 year disposal - I dont usually wear my lens more than 6-8mths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Every frigging picture that I've posted up this year, would most likely be the G&amp;amp;G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(though on random days, I'll put on the dailies Freshlooks illuminate just for kicks, or for my initial trips to wavehouse - terrified that my lens will be flushed away - or so I thought.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a close up taken with flash just so that the color would be obvious enough for a look see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d04lUQLD5Ec/TkFKT6_XLwI/AAAAAAAACo8/C5EtRTm6bPI/s1600/IMG_4937e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d04lUQLD5Ec/TkFKT6_XLwI/AAAAAAAACo8/C5EtRTm6bPI/s640/IMG_4937e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Initially I did not like this pair, because when viewed up close, my eyes resembles the plastic eyes that toy dolls usually have, and I thought the honey brown was too obvious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After a bit of getting used to over the next few hours,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I actually grew to fancy this pair, because&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1) the brown color warms my overall skin tone, making me look alittle less pasty and less "ice&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;queen" (or so I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2) Comfort wise, I can last up to 12 hours with my lens on, without feeling any discomfort like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;dry-ness, pinching of the eyeball. Comfort is very important!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, the comfort level would be nothing like the monthly disposables from Acuvue&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and friends,&amp;nbsp;and my eyesballs&amp;nbsp;falls on the slightly sensitive side,&amp;nbsp;so what works for me is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;just from my perspective. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Would need to stress that it's just my own&amp;nbsp;preferences,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*I'll talk about the brands that made me bawled like a heart broken girl in abit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;3) the diameter of the lens is 14.0mm. Which in my humble opinion is just about the right size&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;my mini asian eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I personally do not have large eyes, and therefore - wearing those hugeass dolly lens with&amp;nbsp;15mm diameter and more, will cause my eye whites to be totally non existent, making&amp;nbsp;me &amp;nbsp;look just like&amp;nbsp;Dobby, the house elf from Harry&amp;nbsp;Potter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I kid you not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Look at the picture yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2vaG40tX_Us/TkFZI_ZoG8I/AAAAAAAACpE/2rptHLceYgY/s1600/dobby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="533" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2vaG40tX_Us/TkFZI_ZoG8I/AAAAAAAACpE/2rptHLceYgY/s640/dobby.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the lens, this pair looks decent from a "further" perspective, taken with flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1DRuhPO1lY/TkFVLI__QwI/AAAAAAAACpA/nX5kr1hRxWk/s1600/IMG_4949e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1DRuhPO1lY/TkFVLI__QwI/AAAAAAAACpA/nX5kr1hRxWk/s640/IMG_4949e.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another, taken without flash in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GpObDPgFjE/TkFcBi9qwvI/AAAAAAAACpI/G_g4YnWleUY/s1600/IMG_4952e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GpObDPgFjE/TkFcBi9qwvI/AAAAAAAACpI/G_g4YnWleUY/s640/IMG_4952e.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more in natural daylight by the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9rwaTVZ0YQ/TkFnsDPwzrI/AAAAAAAACpU/Z0smBoyuALc/s1600/IMG_8516e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9rwaTVZ0YQ/TkFnsDPwzrI/AAAAAAAACpU/Z0smBoyuALc/s640/IMG_8516e.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite natural right?&lt;br /&gt;Creates enough "warmth" in the eyes, coz some lens that I have previously worn, made my eyes look very dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I have my share of lens that felt very drying and had the eye pinching feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Wearing them for anything more than 2 hours, and I'd totally be tearing madly, like a broken hearted girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Let me see if I could recall the ones that made me cry real badly / waste money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;(Are you kidding? Of course I could remember them la! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Lao niang have excellent memory for anything that hurt me bad. Hate to be bitten twice, you know? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;MAXI eyes - nearly died the minute I put them on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;5 minutes later, I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;1 hour of perserverance - and I felt like I was going blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Not sure if its Maxi eyes or Maxi BLIND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So nope, no pictures of me in it AT ALL, chucked out and flushed into the loo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;That was the worst of the lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The rest felt drying, only after 4 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Like the PM or Pro Mo Dolly lens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I saved this pair for short outings during the weekend, for&amp;nbsp;I could not survive with the PM pair in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Aircon + prolonged staring at the computer was a tear worthy experience for my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I Bought the green ones, coz the model is damn chio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's equivalent to buying a dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Lol. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Totally &amp;nbsp;#inselfdenial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFvExuneUx0/TkFlKSG5g_I/AAAAAAAACpM/p2kxfwSpU9g/s1600/PM+Green.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFvExuneUx0/TkFlKSG5g_I/AAAAAAAACpM/p2kxfwSpU9g/s640/PM+Green.jpg" width="514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In reality, it looks different when I put it on leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weh.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to dig around in my Mac, and found an exceedingly rare picture of the green lens ( since I rarely wear it out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L770eW0Y41M/TkFnPi3IivI/AAAAAAAACpQ/-mf1X-5Nt_0/s1600/IMG_4061e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L770eW0Y41M/TkFnPi3IivI/AAAAAAAACpQ/-mf1X-5Nt_0/s640/IMG_4061e.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I am guessing that the model in the picture was massively photoshopped, and that i'm extremely tanned by nature. #DENIAL again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Green color does not complement "chow tar" girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Interesting enough, Blue on the other hand - looks surprisingly refreshing on me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But being a teeny bobber no more, I outgrew obvious and crazy colours, and have since stuck to brown. &amp;nbsp;(Been itching to try on pink or violet tho) :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have couple more to share, like the pair of Geo honey wings that prompted me to search for a replacement lens, and to post up this entry.&lt;br /&gt;But I realized that this post is getting exceeding long.&lt;br /&gt;Shall attempt to share another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-1807175671582656593?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1807175671582656593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=1807175671582656593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1807175671582656593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/1807175671582656593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-review-on-g-a21-brown-lens.html' title='My review on the G&amp;G A21 Brown Lens'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_uRRJ7QpLg/TkDbItGcNeI/AAAAAAAACoo/AAK_qdUEu88/s72-c/a21brown_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-4002889962356574227</id><published>2011-08-09T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:52:48.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hello Kitty Watch!</title><content type='html'>Seriously, i'm in the midst of writing another post actually.&lt;br /&gt;But I saw this on FB.&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to write this, and eat Happy Meal to get the hello kitty watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weh...&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's Mac's evil plot to make me eat Macs, over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;even tho I said i'll swear off Macs for a good couple of months after the Coke Glass Can saga.&lt;br /&gt;Roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRxTLTjC8kI/TkE8ACNPAKI/AAAAAAAACow/l9ajiEAcR2o/s1600/286317_10150256119820952_685175951_8024472_3268531_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRxTLTjC8kI/TkE8ACNPAKI/AAAAAAAACow/l9ajiEAcR2o/s640/286317_10150256119820952_685175951_8024472_3268531_o.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it!&lt;br /&gt;It's Madam Meow with RED BOW!&lt;br /&gt;So Chio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NC-T074_7XI/TkE9RmjwzII/AAAAAAAACo0/-cXRIrx071c/s1600/Facebook-Like-Button-big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NC-T074_7XI/TkE9RmjwzII/AAAAAAAACo0/-cXRIrx071c/s200/Facebook-Like-Button-big.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ♥! Over and over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to be a &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-kitty-red-bow.html"&gt;red kitty bow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys are all sick and tired of me preeeeeeching about how my meow has to have&lt;br /&gt;RED bow, Not pink, not gold, not any color.&lt;br /&gt;RED Good.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to change the color of the "Like" to red just for kicks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9phbVrcom4/TkE-SGd-b8I/AAAAAAAACo4/oxcFrSpRP1E/s1600/RED+LIKE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9phbVrcom4/TkE-SGd-b8I/AAAAAAAACo4/oxcFrSpRP1E/s400/RED+LIKE.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall revert back to my other original post that I'm working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact lens review!&lt;br /&gt;Just because I can't find much review/ pictures of people posting with pictures of them wearing their contact lens on the www.&lt;br /&gt;I shall do my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KThxBye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-4002889962356574227?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4002889962356574227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=4002889962356574227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4002889962356574227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4002889962356574227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/seriously-im-in-midst-of-writing.html' title='Hello Kitty Watch!'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRxTLTjC8kI/TkE8ACNPAKI/AAAAAAAACow/l9ajiEAcR2o/s72-c/286317_10150256119820952_685175951_8024472_3268531_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8494034446140058041</id><published>2011-08-08T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:47:32.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>I've been procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of pictures waiting to be fixed and uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll open up photoshop, stare at the pictures, and then give up.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that I'd drop by Mosiac tonight for Social - didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;Something's wrong with me. Not sure what though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I know for sure, is that it's too late to get bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;and that it's been friggin 10 bloody days, but the germ's still having a rave party in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;Upset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my sugar fix, but i'm too lazy to get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Predictably, I shall settle for Soft icecream from Macs once I get over inertia, since bubble tea's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture of my ice-creams last week.&lt;br /&gt;one for the road, and the other one was kept for later in the night to randomly commemorate the end of july, and to cheer my throat up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezULptzvros/Tj_zQk9AG4I/AAAAAAAACok/tV9EgFmfsdQ/s1600/285382_10150331442189612_503734611_9496829_7728370_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezULptzvros/Tj_zQk9AG4I/AAAAAAAACok/tV9EgFmfsdQ/s640/285382_10150331442189612_503734611_9496829_7728370_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yes I usually like my ice cream Topless and naked.&lt;br /&gt;Woooo....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Strawberry taste like medicine sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;hot fudge is sore throat inducing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;and I like to be special.&lt;br /&gt;That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8494034446140058041?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8494034446140058041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8494034446140058041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8494034446140058041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8494034446140058041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezULptzvros/Tj_zQk9AG4I/AAAAAAAACok/tV9EgFmfsdQ/s72-c/285382_10150331442189612_503734611_9496829_7728370_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8916030083539560747</id><published>2011-08-03T04:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T18:05:38.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Terrible sleep.</title><content type='html'>My sore throat isn't recovering.&lt;br /&gt;Halp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been tweeting non stop about my throat since Friday til now.&lt;br /&gt;5 frigging days of sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;You know how sad and ridiculous that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep complaining that my throat feels as if I've swallowed huge amount of glass shards.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so raw and swollen that drinking/eating hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've "fasted" the entire day away, refusing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Weh..poor me.&lt;br /&gt;Sick and still have to starve myself somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I caved in and had icecream and bread to coat the sad throat and fill the very empty stomach up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely slept the past few nights.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, for someone who always has the ability to fall asleep in a jiffy,&lt;br /&gt;I am a terrible sleeper whenever I fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the sleepy chemicals in my body would disappear the instance I fall ill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I tried, I'll be jolted awake by the lack of oxygen (stuffy nose), or how subconsciously I'll hear gurgling noise produced from my phlegm or something from the sickly virus...that I'll jolt awake - feeling disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a terrible plight to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also did not help that a couple of hours before bedtime,&amp;nbsp;I read an article that claims that sleeping too much will cause wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;Good grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there are days when you will wake up with bed marks on your body and face - where the pressure caused by your body weight makes contact against the folds of your sheets for the entire night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, apparently sleeping - with your face pressed on the cotton bedsheet helps your wrinkles to set in as you age.&lt;br /&gt;The only way you can minimize or avoid it, would be to sleep with satin bedsheets, and/or by lying on your back when you sleep, so that your face avoids contact with the fold marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML. I tried that and I was sleepless until 10am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;My standard sleep stance involves alot of cheek to pillow time, lying on my back gave me an air of despair - for I can't just stay stationary in one pose the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's currently close to 5am, and I'm still sleepless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My predicament makes me both sick and wrinkly.&lt;br /&gt;Well done la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8916030083539560747?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8916030083539560747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8916030083539560747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8916030083539560747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8916030083539560747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/terrible-sleep.html' title='Terrible sleep.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8352976428681858177</id><published>2011-08-01T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:43:25.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Wearing too much make up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NFT7VTinLo/TjZElSRW_eI/AAAAAAAACm8/TEzY9Mesc7Q/s1600/badmakeupsnipshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NFT7VTinLo/TjZElSRW_eI/AAAAAAAACm8/TEzY9Mesc7Q/s640/badmakeupsnipshot.jpg" width="637" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing through pictures on Facebook,&lt;br /&gt;I notice that half my world puts on too much make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if the relation between age and make up is exponential.&lt;br /&gt;But from the way I see it, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake lash check&lt;br /&gt;Heavy eyeliners check&lt;br /&gt;Heaps of face power check&lt;br /&gt;Heaps of blusher check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's daily make up for work and normal meet up events.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's available for special dress up events which requires heavier make up?&lt;br /&gt;Probably will end up looking like my entry picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/beauty/are-you-wearing-too-much-makeup-264497"&gt;Are you guilty of wearing too much make up?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Less is definitely more in this instance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm all for vanity, dont get me wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and i'm definitely guilty of piling on heaps of make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Refusing to leave house unless I have the full set of war paint piled onto my face, but seriously...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the heavy make up phase was mainly attributed to work and a little on salsa performance.&lt;br /&gt;Spending almost an entire year working full time in Events after graduating, Make up was the necessary evil.&lt;br /&gt;A job requirement, and also partly from the crowd that I mix with.&lt;br /&gt;It all adds up into making me think more is always better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my encounter with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2007/10/facial-again.html"&gt;bad skin&lt;/a&gt; a couple of years back, I repented!&lt;br /&gt;Renounced on my make-up slathering lifestyle and use only the basic necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through extremes,&amp;nbsp;took apart everything that was applied onto my face, and slowly figure out what was the culprit that caused the breakout - which meant minimal skincare products and at some point, leaving home entirely with a naked face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prove that I went through a horrible horrible phase that even my mom refuse to acknowledge that her daughter looks so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Enlarged the picture for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBq1AQ8frTQ/TjaD83MMl6I/AAAAAAAACnI/b6evfeAtl2M/s1600/pics+190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBq1AQ8frTQ/TjaD83MMl6I/AAAAAAAACnI/b6evfeAtl2M/s640/pics+190.jpg" width="520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boils and scars galore.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I wanna dunk my face in acid, just so that the zits would erode away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that it was No concealer, No powder, NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Just moisturizer and not even sun screen.&lt;br /&gt;Awesomely ugly, but my skin eventually recovered. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out the cause of my outbreak - over exposure to sun, and guilty of applying body sunblock onto the face when I was in Bali. (I ran out of my sunblock for the face!)&lt;br /&gt;Major fucked up mistake.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, I still have remnants of fake lashes. a drawer full of it, and they are usually reserved for occasions like night weddings or photoshoots.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for face powder, only when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that it is important to let my pores breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does Miss "minimal make up" advocate, now use before heading out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Skincare&lt;br /&gt;BB cream *which I usually skip unless I'm heading out for some major sun&lt;br /&gt;Concealer for the under eye&lt;br /&gt;Gel Eyeliner for the lids&lt;br /&gt;Pencil eyeliner for the bottom / or eyeshadow&lt;br /&gt;Eyeshadow *depending on mood&lt;br /&gt;Eyebrow pencil&lt;br /&gt;Blusher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mascara, no smoky eye, no fake lash, no primer, no powder, no bronzer.&lt;br /&gt;As natural as possible.&lt;br /&gt;After all, make up is used to enhance our features, not create a mask where no one would recognize you without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Typical daily make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3j4BofrCyI/TjaDEwmwBJI/AAAAAAAACnE/Tr0pVDRqmFg/s1600/Daphne+2e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="504" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3j4BofrCyI/TjaDEwmwBJI/AAAAAAAACnE/Tr0pVDRqmFg/s640/Daphne+2e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will look beautiful, so long as you feel beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Even without make up. (Just because I know how much uglier I could be, if I dont take good care of my skin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;Yes colorless and pale face with beady eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW ok - i'm not oblivious to my very asian features.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QUf8vN-YaY/TjaC7wcBahI/AAAAAAAACnA/pKs9et1P72E/s1600/Photo+131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QUf8vN-YaY/TjaC7wcBahI/AAAAAAAACnA/pKs9et1P72E/s640/Photo+131.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8352976428681858177?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8352976428681858177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8352976428681858177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8352976428681858177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8352976428681858177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/08/wearing-too-much-make-up.html' title='Wearing too much make up'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NFT7VTinLo/TjZElSRW_eI/AAAAAAAACm8/TEzY9Mesc7Q/s72-c/badmakeupsnipshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-2498463276022802698</id><published>2011-07-30T04:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:17:55.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Bangkok - June</title><content type='html'>In a blink, July is ending.&lt;br /&gt;There is so many things yet to be accomplished on my end.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like there is so little time, and a very lazy Daphne.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm sick, sleepless, and restless - I'll&amp;nbsp;just spam lots of pictures from Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;The nice view of the airplane wing and the blue blue skies.&lt;br /&gt;So fluffy and nice - the clouds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7M80GeT7cI/TjME18vLciI/AAAAAAAACk4/cHfQb1sE4I8/s1600/IMG_4029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7M80GeT7cI/TjME18vLciI/AAAAAAAACk4/cHfQb1sE4I8/s640/IMG_4029.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mam, in posing mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bored...so need to entertain myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I swear there's like a thousand shot of myself..but I shall spare everyone the agonies of my narcissism!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just one of myself in my Raybans, Lady Gaga Heartbeats and an extra touch of overexposed look to complete this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and looking at my olive glitter nails, i have this urge to change my barbie pink + silver glitter reverse french manicure nails back to the boring olive glitter nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know, i'm such a magpie - always ♥ glittery bling bling stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMCV4mRHFsU/TjMLBjSktII/AAAAAAAACmo/eNfvfQMID-4/s1600/IMG_4044w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMCV4mRHFsU/TjMLBjSktII/AAAAAAAACmo/eNfvfQMID-4/s640/IMG_4044w.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Too many travelator at the airport, so was attempting panning shots to multi task.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But alas! travelator too slow. No panning feel - Fail.&lt;br /&gt;Weh! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3sN5ncy8HYg/TjME6t45KLI/AAAAAAAACk8/1F-DbLWYf_A/s1600/IMG_4055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3sN5ncy8HYg/TjME6t45KLI/AAAAAAAACk8/1F-DbLWYf_A/s640/IMG_4055.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haggled like mad with the Cab driver, who also tried to cheat me off extra charges and finally reached the Baiyoke Boutique Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;The place is decent and holds up fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like!&lt;br /&gt;The funky pop up feel to the interior, but I might try another hotel the next round - just for variety's sake!&lt;br /&gt;I do love purple, but the purple in the room makes it alittle too dark for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBuJnR-qe08/TjMFCTdWocI/AAAAAAAAClA/ms7YXIDIjTA/s1600/IMG_4059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBuJnR-qe08/TjMFCTdWocI/AAAAAAAAClA/ms7YXIDIjTA/s640/IMG_4059.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_LiIapNpsI/TjMFJcKwUqI/AAAAAAAAClE/gXIvAcRRIco/s1600/IMG_4063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_LiIapNpsI/TjMFJcKwUqI/AAAAAAAAClE/gXIvAcRRIco/s640/IMG_4063.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall color scheme of the place reminds me of our local hotel Re! or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much to scream about toilet wise, so... we move on to other entertaining stuff...like that very huge fish tank I spotted when I wandered past the food court at Siam Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;Wha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that it would be rather therapeutic to dine with the fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZ-wH-Ltd0E/TjMFOTf9UlI/AAAAAAAAClI/bHDCoP-Ublo/s1600/IMG_4068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZ-wH-Ltd0E/TjMFOTf9UlI/AAAAAAAAClI/bHDCoP-Ublo/s640/IMG_4068.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how I've always wanted to be a pretty mermaid swimming away with my scallop seashell bikini and a flower on my head, with the rest of my hair trailing prettily as I swim away..&lt;br /&gt;sorry, dont puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fish tank food court was not my dining destination, for&amp;nbsp;I had a meeting with .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMpnlBXFULQ/TjMFUJV9vOI/AAAAAAAAClM/oB04dJHePh8/s1600/IMG_4069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMpnlBXFULQ/TjMFUJV9vOI/AAAAAAAAClM/oB04dJHePh8/s640/IMG_4069.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr Cruise!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Could not keep him waiting, and I doubt he really wanted to eat in the food court with the fishes, or be part of my mermaid fantasies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-18VZhi4g1nQ/TjMWnpegcTI/AAAAAAAACmw/oUzkUgNlhA8/s1600/IMG_4078e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-18VZhi4g1nQ/TjMWnpegcTI/AAAAAAAACmw/oUzkUgNlhA8/s640/IMG_4078e.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ventured off and dined in this BBQ restaurant at MBK instead.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month, and the name of the place eludes me at this moment... it has a green dino on its signage, if it helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of my new "Vivienne Westwood" inspired ring that I got for a hundred Baht by the street.&lt;br /&gt;Taken while waiting for my food to be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalal!&lt;br /&gt;My fingers look scarily scaly in the close up shot.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to remember to moisturize myself daily.&lt;br /&gt;Nice ring anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Stares at ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_DIHKZnKCs/TjMFeJfEurI/AAAAAAAAClU/5V0Af2Ilpn0/s1600/IMG_4087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_DIHKZnKCs/TjMFeJfEurI/AAAAAAAAClU/5V0Af2Ilpn0/s640/IMG_4087.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om nom nom time!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lN6KuMw5p2I/TjMFjSVJsuI/AAAAAAAAClY/XvXQuB7SP0E/s1600/IMG_4088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lN6KuMw5p2I/TjMFjSVJsuI/AAAAAAAAClY/XvXQuB7SP0E/s640/IMG_4088.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Mekajiki sashimi from a far right?!&lt;br /&gt;Ans: It's Lard, not sword fish sashimi. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fats from Mr pork, used to grease the BBQ pot. Amazing huh?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to BBQ the left over lard to noms... just like how they usually deep fry these yummy things and garnish them along with my mee pok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condiment platter... &lt;br /&gt;I had to mix them all into a bowl of sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TRk5DN9XMhQ/TjMFoChFGcI/AAAAAAAAClc/QA8135Mble8/s1600/IMG_4089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TRk5DN9XMhQ/TjMFoChFGcI/AAAAAAAAClc/QA8135Mble8/s640/IMG_4089.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;which ended up looking like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwmdxDqgEhE/TjMFuFFEDPI/AAAAAAAAClg/UlKJQXnG148/s1600/IMG_4091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwmdxDqgEhE/TjMFuFFEDPI/AAAAAAAAClg/UlKJQXnG148/s640/IMG_4091.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course I squished the lime into my sauce, not dump the entire wedge into it la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The chopped up chilli is quite potent in a mild way...and did not do wonders to my toilet time, as claimed/forewarned &amp;nbsp;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Guess our stomachs run on different OS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I practically drank up the sauce - coz I dipped all my BBQ food into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;* I swear I constipate whenever I travel. Whyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;/div&gt;I hate running around overseas feeling clogged up and FAT, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we have the Garlic fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the garlic chunks now, is making me rather hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Meh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih5-ed2e0kE/TjMF0P4SM5I/AAAAAAAAClk/zECHXjEV6nM/s1600/IMG_4092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih5-ed2e0kE/TjMF0P4SM5I/AAAAAAAAClk/zECHXjEV6nM/s640/IMG_4092.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miso Pork.&lt;br /&gt;Not helping with the hunger pangs at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49lPxWCY_WA/TjMF4WXD0JI/AAAAAAAAClo/DA7upQJkmUo/s1600/IMG_4095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49lPxWCY_WA/TjMF4WXD0JI/AAAAAAAAClo/DA7upQJkmUo/s640/IMG_4095.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up.&lt;br /&gt;Appetite suppresent - Not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w13PG3EE_jI/TjMF-QWZ14I/AAAAAAAACls/nMVsUjOkrVQ/s1600/IMG_4097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w13PG3EE_jI/TjMF-QWZ14I/AAAAAAAACls/nMVsUjOkrVQ/s640/IMG_4097.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Pre greased BBQ Pan, with some soup stock at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CITz5Bjk5vQ/TjMGEyni69I/AAAAAAAAClw/AtiuaeGq8o4/s1600/IMG_4098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CITz5Bjk5vQ/TjMGEyni69I/AAAAAAAAClw/AtiuaeGq8o4/s640/IMG_4098.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef I think?&lt;br /&gt;I was too engrossed with eating to bother about what's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvKKwr8FS2U/TjMGLu-CQ7I/AAAAAAAACl0/tAbSwgk6i6g/s1600/IMG_4099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvKKwr8FS2U/TjMGLu-CQ7I/AAAAAAAACl0/tAbSwgk6i6g/s640/IMG_4099.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall introduce this platter as Sliced Meat with jappy fish cake, shrimp, squid and chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The squid did not look very appetizing to me, so I skipped them entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lAMrfjZ3ydU/TjMGQor9BWI/AAAAAAAACl4/zwZvjcnbGJc/s1600/IMG_4100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lAMrfjZ3ydU/TjMGQor9BWI/AAAAAAAACl4/zwZvjcnbGJc/s640/IMG_4100.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Scallops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They look fine...but tasted urgh when I BBQ-ed them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;they taste nothing like the ones served in Sushi Tei. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No sweet, Succulent taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YQwZIRzi52Q/TjMGYD7vyKI/AAAAAAAACl8/PWDLdLRTsKA/s1600/IMG_4105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YQwZIRzi52Q/TjMGYD7vyKI/AAAAAAAACl8/PWDLdLRTsKA/s640/IMG_4105.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I tweeted the other night that my stomach could possibly be hiding some parasite worm the size of Naigini the snake from Harry Potter. Hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Forever hungry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;No Naigini please, if not I'll have an uber sized tummy just to contain the snake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Not nice, wont be able to fit into alot of my clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The beef noodles at Platinum foodcourt is rather yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Salty. But yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Gawked at the lady before me who was dumping insane amount of condiments into her soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously... Heaps of Sugar, Chilli flakes and Fish sauce!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Wonder how her Kidneys managed with such heavy workload all these while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xeXzvQvgXGI/TjMGgXAMjFI/AAAAAAAACmA/eaHqxajtlEw/s1600/IMG_4111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xeXzvQvgXGI/TjMGgXAMjFI/AAAAAAAACmA/eaHqxajtlEw/s640/IMG_4111.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Ate Mac Ds while I was there, and got a Kung Fu panda, collectible Po cup!&lt;br /&gt;He's cute and very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempted to charge my phone and the weight of my charger was too much for the plug to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found something useful for Po to do.&lt;br /&gt;Used him to prop up my charger lo.&lt;br /&gt;Hoik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmGvSoRcLjA/TjMGtamZs_I/AAAAAAAACmM/KlmTm9p4GSk/s1600/IMG_4119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmGvSoRcLjA/TjMGtamZs_I/AAAAAAAACmM/KlmTm9p4GSk/s640/IMG_4119.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po to my rescue ok!&lt;br /&gt;He had to face the wall the entire night while my phone charged on.&lt;br /&gt;Feel alittle bad for the hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN3qTq06KyA/TjMGytm-8BI/AAAAAAAACmQ/H5TNzbBMgpk/s1600/IMG_4120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN3qTq06KyA/TjMGytm-8BI/AAAAAAAACmQ/H5TNzbBMgpk/s640/IMG_4120.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny ears that I've acquired from MBK!&lt;br /&gt;Bought them in Pink, Peach, Red and purple!&lt;br /&gt;I believe I was wearing the peach one out in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lV8to7qLc9k/TjMGztwTXrI/AAAAAAAACmU/-vqgCm67WN4/s1600/IMG_4123e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lV8to7qLc9k/TjMGztwTXrI/AAAAAAAACmU/-vqgCm67WN4/s640/IMG_4123e.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my baby Po cup.&lt;br /&gt;I ate Mac Ds' Samurai Pork burger to get both cups.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it's yummy and unavailable in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm hungry now....&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the Samurai pork burger makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bMWv9QhMVv0/TjMG0b9_z5I/AAAAAAAACmY/NfxcVgIhtpw/s1600/IMG_4156e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bMWv9QhMVv0/TjMG0b9_z5I/AAAAAAAACmY/NfxcVgIhtpw/s640/IMG_4156e.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last night.&lt;br /&gt;I went to this Bbq place to eat beef.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was beef there.&lt;br /&gt;It's yummier than the first BBQ place by comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beef heaven!&amp;nbsp;Beef parts, Beef chunks, Beef slices.&lt;br /&gt;You know, various cuts of the cow and its innards.&lt;br /&gt;Super duper yummy!&lt;br /&gt;What you see in the picture, is just the tip of the iceberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iI79sMrpTME/TjMG6sKuAHI/AAAAAAAACmc/XlROJlVA8Js/s1600/IMG_4161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iI79sMrpTME/TjMG6sKuAHI/AAAAAAAACmc/XlROJlVA8Js/s640/IMG_4161.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh6NiCf1rdw/TjMMP1hd3iI/AAAAAAAACms/rkUWNVZKYX8/s1600/IMG_4163e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh6NiCf1rdw/TjMMP1hd3iI/AAAAAAAACms/rkUWNVZKYX8/s640/IMG_4163e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I seriously do not remember which cuts I've had for dinner, for i relied solely on staff recommendation to send the meat over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I dont speak Thai, neither do they spea-ker goooder ink-ker-lish (speak good english).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There was this chunk/cube of beef that was superb - coz the chunk cubes was meatier than slices, and I attempted to do a medium rare - medium well doneness on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Good stuff!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;By then I was too oily and totally into my food to want to snap more pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's seriously all raw meat anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I ate up like a hungry lion would devour its hearty meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love beef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Biiiifff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, you get the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Name of the restaurant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You figure out yourself ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdFTdHq1iSk/TjMHEp4QjbI/AAAAAAAACmk/p3xL6--sgHQ/s1600/IMG_4172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdFTdHq1iSk/TjMHEp4QjbI/AAAAAAAACmk/p3xL6--sgHQ/s640/IMG_4172.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all the picture I have to share.&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Tibet!&lt;br /&gt;Not sure when though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-2498463276022802698?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2498463276022802698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=2498463276022802698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2498463276022802698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2498463276022802698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/bangkok-june.html' title='Bangkok - June'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7M80GeT7cI/TjME18vLciI/AAAAAAAACk4/cHfQb1sE4I8/s72-c/IMG_4029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5596777796174221792</id><published>2011-07-28T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T03:26:56.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Ethereal Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFA2CQuJj7I/TjBjAkfDhII/AAAAAAAACkk/PUJLgf_WHy4/s1600/6490_1157788709234_1363257570_30613706_3357330_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFA2CQuJj7I/TjBjAkfDhII/AAAAAAAACkk/PUJLgf_WHy4/s640/6490_1157788709234_1363257570_30613706_3357330_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm rather into the ethereal finishing type of pictures lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the lens flare, bokeh, blurry, fantasy type of feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Might be the fact that all I wanna do lately, is to escape from reality and live in a world of my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been attempting to capture them with my point and shoot camera, and have since given up hop on capturing nice ones in Tibet, now that i'm back in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But looking at them, they're really pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYtQuCW3dA8/TjBjA0S3rZI/AAAAAAAACko/gjYjFlJo96I/s1600/8230_1184347373184_1363257570_30678597_3861598_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYtQuCW3dA8/TjBjA0S3rZI/AAAAAAAACko/gjYjFlJo96I/s640/8230_1184347373184_1363257570_30678597_3861598_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5xhRxdduJLA/TjBjBanwfkI/AAAAAAAACks/I7_4Ig3DbFY/s1600/61250_1458438905301_1363257570_31300217_6493929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5xhRxdduJLA/TjBjBanwfkI/AAAAAAAACks/I7_4Ig3DbFY/s640/61250_1458438905301_1363257570_31300217_6493929_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The imaginary feel these pictures portray makes me feel dreamy, happy and unreal.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I attempted with random pictures that I like... and here's my shot at it.&lt;br /&gt;First picture with slight touch ups here and there... like adding alittle color on my cheeks to give a "glow" finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47eK-MZAmaE/TjBjtyDqiAI/AAAAAAAACkw/0T45AovyJAw/s1600/IMG_4322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47eK-MZAmaE/TjBjtyDqiAI/AAAAAAAACkw/0T45AovyJAw/s640/IMG_4322.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFfb1Xgo0B4/TjBkmAw-GSI/AAAAAAAACk0/IwbQqmSqEmc/s1600/Lens+flare+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFfb1Xgo0B4/TjBkmAw-GSI/AAAAAAAACk0/IwbQqmSqEmc/s640/Lens+flare+2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my attempt in the "ethereal treatment" which consist of some flare, Bokeh, and mixtures of filters to achieve the feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite there, i'm still working on it, and this is only my first attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chain -on-the-shoulder dress is now available at &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;bowtique&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in 3 colors. White, Black and the purple that i'm wearing!&lt;br /&gt;Love how it fits when I wore it to Zouk a few nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;Please support my &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;bowtique&lt;/a&gt; by checking out my shop, as well as to get your friends to have a look see too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-5596777796174221792?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5596777796174221792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=5596777796174221792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5596777796174221792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5596777796174221792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/ethereal-feel.html' title='Ethereal Feel'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFA2CQuJj7I/TjBjAkfDhII/AAAAAAAACkk/PUJLgf_WHy4/s72-c/6490_1157788709234_1363257570_30613706_3357330_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-747248060185575109</id><published>2011-07-27T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:45:43.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Bear and their bile.</title><content type='html'>I chanced upon this article shared by a friend on Facebook, and was horribly distraught upon reading it.&lt;br /&gt;It spoke about the heartbreaking story about the Moon bear's long suffering over the attempt of their bile (for "medicinal" use).&lt;br /&gt;I weeped about how painful it was for the bear, the conditions they were subjected to for YEARS, and how this bear mommy would rather kill her own cub, than to allow Humans to cause it prolonged suffering before killing herself.&lt;br /&gt;I would too, if my child has to suffer that fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/A-Teary-Mother-Bear-Killed-Her-Baby-and-Committed-Suicide-A-Heart-Breaking-True-Story"&gt;You can read the story/article here&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who know me, will know how much I love animals in general.&lt;br /&gt;I cry at every Hamster's death, and get excited at every dog, Yak, chicken that I see, and every death and cruelty affects me alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I weeped this badly over animal cruelty and blogging it was in&lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html"&gt; 2008 over the PETA clip&lt;/a&gt; I saw. (I'm gonna save water, and do myself the biggest favour by not watching the video again) Those interested can click on my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps campaigns and outcries as such are a matter of #firstworldpains - where we stick our noses into other people's business and way of life, judging and telling them what's wrong, what's right, and some may argue that if i'm all for animal rights, I might as well go vegetarian just so that no animal would be harmed etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm saying is, it's not right to take a life. But if we have to - do it quickly and painlessly, as like 90% of the general population would wish for, when facing death, and kill only when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Prolonging suffering, and consciously doing evil within your control is such a horrible thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having just returned from Tibet, with a mind fresh on my conversation with Rinpoche Kunga on the topic of &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/karma"&gt;Karma&lt;/a&gt; - I truly hope that these cruel people would repent and just stop hurting living creatures for the good of themselves and the good of other living creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good part of stories usually stems from China, and I seriously begin to doubt the moral reasoning behind them Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care if they want to establish &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/technology-14273444"&gt;fake Apple stores&lt;/a&gt; and sell counterfeit products for profit, but I draw the line at causing hurt to living things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From hurting animals, inflicting poison to humans by selling fake eggs, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_Chinese_milk_scandal"&gt;melamine milk,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/world/2011/01/24/skinny-pigs-poison-pork-china-battles-farm-drugs/"&gt;poisonous pork&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;laced with Clenbuterol just to name a few, there is something extremely wrong with their moral standpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do understand that when people are desperate to make a living, they'll do anything just to keep their family alive, and being raised in a *developing/ developed country made me very ignorant to all the sufferings that poverty has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;(*sorry, still can't decide if Singapore is developed or still developing coz sometimes Singaporeans are still so... backward)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at the cost of hurting other living beings just for survival - that's not right.&lt;br /&gt;The karma one accumulates is just terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to impose my spiritual beliefs here, and rattle on about karma, but I draw the line at moral ethics and their governance, and I believe everyone has the power to make a difference in making the lives of every bear, dog, cow, goat and Yak better - and I pray and hope that China would wake up its idea soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-747248060185575109?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/747248060185575109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=747248060185575109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/747248060185575109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/747248060185575109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/bear-and-their-bile.html' title='Bear and their bile.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8380969109878527820</id><published>2011-07-21T05:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T05:44:31.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>My quick post-Tibet complains</title><content type='html'>Its been slightly over 24 hours since touching Home ground.&lt;br /&gt;Going to Tibet made me contemplate life from a total new perspective, especially for the TOILET -that would be my wish for the entire CHINA. Please improve your toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was pretty harsh for summer.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this... 4 degrees in the day with sunshine on the mountain top, and they call that Summer.&lt;br /&gt;Pfffft!&lt;br /&gt;You'll think that being closer to the sun would make you warmer... but nope.&lt;br /&gt;I was freezing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now back in Singapore, I'm feeling extremely lethargic, with a braille like textured skin to boot.&lt;br /&gt;It reads "BAD SKIN" &amp;nbsp; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is as if I've some constellation formation smacked right across the forehead and somewhere under the eyebrows/above the eyelid..&lt;br /&gt;weird place for clogged pores to evolve into pimples.&lt;br /&gt;They look absolutely&amp;nbsp;Ugly, Bumpy and Angry from my itchy fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearing my skin with my Shiseido Black Mask as I type out this post,&lt;br /&gt;truly hoping that I could avoid the meteorite from erupting onto the surface of my skin.&lt;br /&gt;The attempt to scrub the face to "clear off surface dirt" yesterday night did little to ease the braille formation, so I'm pinning my hopes on my Black Clay Mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let the black clay mask work, and the skin be alright.&lt;br /&gt;*amen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lengthy Tibetan post would come later, when I overcome inertia and aesthetic/facial woes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KThxBye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just peeled off my mask, and spent the last 10 mins staring at the debris peeled off along with the Shiseido mask. ( Yes, I've got this mad habit of staring at the pore debris collected each time I peel off my mask or pore pack. It's sick, but it makes me happy to know that my pores can breathe now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed at how much junk was clogging my pore - because it hit a new high score&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder that I could harvest pimple in weird parts of the face.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially blaming it on the pollution and harsh dry weather in the mountain top.&lt;br /&gt;It is insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just slapped on my&amp;nbsp;Laneige Water Sleeping Pack to rehydrate my skin, and I'm all set for bed.&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8380969109878527820?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8380969109878527820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8380969109878527820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8380969109878527820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8380969109878527820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/speedy-post-tibet-complains.html' title='My quick post-Tibet complains'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7373551499333896903</id><published>2011-07-10T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:18:44.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cloud room, Rainbow cakes, and Prayer Wheels..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0HyOM1oN3pQ/ThlMrCVh0nI/AAAAAAAACjg/mpfquu90BTI/s1600/Cloud+room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0HyOM1oN3pQ/ThlMrCVh0nI/AAAAAAAACjg/mpfquu90BTI/s640/Cloud+room.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A room full of Clouds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How pretty right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If I have a huge house in future, with a room to spare - I might just leave a room full of clouds just for meditation and stoning purpose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So pretty and calming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Back when I was a kid, the cartoons I watched always depicted clouds like marshmallows textures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That was love at first sight with the clouds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wishing that I'll get to visit the clouds someday, just so that I'd be able to bounce around the cloud like a bouncy castle, because the white, fluffy texture looks extremely inviting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;First time I met a "cloud" was when Mommy and Pops brought me to Genting Highlands in Malaysia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was kinda sad to know that "Clouds" aren't fluffy and soft like marshmellow in reality, just misty and misty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I spent half the morning chasing after the "clouds"... while the parents watched, becoming a soggy kid at the end of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not bad for a 3 years old with cloudy ambitions..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On other news,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I shall attempt to bake myself a Rainbow cake when i'm back from Tibet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Look! The cake is soooooo pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCF-No4GjAo/ThlNVkb8eAI/AAAAAAAACjk/vPf50cN6z0o/s1600/rainbow+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCF-No4GjAo/ThlNVkb8eAI/AAAAAAAACjk/vPf50cN6z0o/s640/rainbow+cake.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a slice of it now!&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZYWkLZ5PK4/ThlN34gSlyI/AAAAAAAACjo/iAC8Ujj7QGs/s1600/rainbow+cake+slice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZYWkLZ5PK4/ThlN34gSlyI/AAAAAAAACjo/iAC8Ujj7QGs/s640/rainbow+cake+slice.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to capture lots of pretty shots while I'm away, that is if the trusty camera will live up to its usual standards!&lt;br /&gt;Also, i'm totally looking forward to spinning the prayer wheel while I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spin lots and lots and lots of them, itchy finger style!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PVMwwVyOT6k/ThlRRCP0C8I/AAAAAAAACj0/SUDExyUNW1w/s1600/MUF_pXayC0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PVMwwVyOT6k/ThlRRCP0C8I/AAAAAAAACj0/SUDExyUNW1w/s640/MUF_pXayC0.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Will be back on the 19th&lt;br /&gt;See ya then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPKPZW88a68/ThlQ3ejPMqI/AAAAAAAACjs/IvNOU-H5TRM/s1600/prayer+wheel.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPKPZW88a68/ThlQ3ejPMqI/AAAAAAAACjs/IvNOU-H5TRM/s1600/prayer+wheel.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-7373551499333896903?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7373551499333896903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7373551499333896903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7373551499333896903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7373551499333896903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/cloud-room-rainbow-cakes-and-prayer.html' title='Cloud room, Rainbow cakes, and Prayer Wheels..'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0HyOM1oN3pQ/ThlMrCVh0nI/AAAAAAAACjg/mpfquu90BTI/s72-c/Cloud+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-4434154864425589457</id><published>2011-07-05T04:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T04:32:22.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowtique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Marching on.</title><content type='html'>Alright I'm taking a break from work.&lt;br /&gt;I swear my entire body's so exhausted from sitting still that i'm practically aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my poor eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I scrutinize every inch and pore of my pictures, before uploading.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a sucker for details.&lt;br /&gt;*nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushing myself so hard that I'm ready to wave the white flag pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I SHANT GIVE UP!&lt;br /&gt;I went alittle nuts, and started digging quotes.&lt;br /&gt;My favourites are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You may lose faith on us but never on yourself&lt;/i&gt; ~ Optimus Prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Doing your best in this moment, puts you in the best place for the next momen&lt;/i&gt;t ~ Oprah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt;My quote references arent' quite the most credible sources, but they make total sense alright!&lt;br /&gt;Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shalllllll.. show off some of my hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I love Show and Tell!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should prepare yourself for an overload of Daphne.&lt;br /&gt;It's time like this when I'm totally in love with myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve all that self pimping after all the hardwork that I've put in!&lt;br /&gt;Especially if you saw the originals before I turned them into this - You'll be insisting that I'm genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Harajuku Doll Dress.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely in love with them and my "bunny ears" hairband.&lt;br /&gt;Woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/search/label/New"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIaM8DY41Mc/ThIY15eNfSI/AAAAAAAACiM/2rne2SvQ2cw/s640/N+Harajuku+Cream.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And if you scrutinize both pictures really really hard, I've got fuschia pink eyes!&lt;/div&gt;Sister lent me her Coastal Scent color palette, and looking at it was sheer joy - I'd say it's like receiving a box of Colleen Color pencils in 120 colors when you were a kid or something like that - for my mom usually only equipped me with the 48 color basic pack for school, citing YOU DONT NEED SO MANY COLORS FOR SCHOOL &amp;gt; LOOK AT HOW HEAVY YOUR BAG IS! &amp;nbsp;:( I'm such a deprived kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPkOQPXWT8s/ThIbWvstQtI/AAAAAAAACis/TkkDgam5cR8/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPkOQPXWT8s/ThIbWvstQtI/AAAAAAAACis/TkkDgam5cR8/s640/images.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy and glee aside, it was kinda tough, as I kept forgetting which shade of Pink I was using - it was like playing "spot the difference"&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Rld7brv-78/ThIahVu09PI/AAAAAAAACio/s6we_OtqBn0/s1600/269654_10150306263919612_503734611_9238989_3502319_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Rld7brv-78/ThIahVu09PI/AAAAAAAACio/s6we_OtqBn0/s640/269654_10150306263919612_503734611_9238989_3502319_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digression aside, back to my Harajuku dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I kept the Blu Grey version of the Harajuku dress, as I "vowed" *ahem* to stop buying white stuff to wear. Wardrobe's overflowing with white/cream/pearl - yeah, you get the peekture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;With my peach colored bunny ears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blu Grey is pretty pretty too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/search/label/New"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNFG3pdVC3A/ThIY3AUVdbI/AAAAAAAACiQ/66lW9Am15v8/s640/N+Harajuku+Grey.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and there was my Safari Lioness dress!&lt;br /&gt;Pink and White glows on me.... while the Sand and Olive was Meh! Made me&amp;nbsp;look like I was sick and dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/2011/07/safari-princess-dress-in-flamingo-pink.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-shP8ZFglORc/ThIY46THc7I/AAAAAAAACiU/xZZ6TS1U-98/s640/N+Lioness+pink.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/2011/07/safari-princess-dress-in-white.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQulFVHBjx0/ThIY6dtgl1I/AAAAAAAACiY/EXiDONRwKgE/s640/N+Lioness+white.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Night watch is another of my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;I kept the Teal Blue for myself, and gave Da the black version - but she happily exchanged it for the Teal Blue too, just because she's sick of Black.&lt;br /&gt;I guess her anti black, is probably the same as my anti white phase at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/2011/06/night-watch-dress-in-black.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHDlv5HyC98/ThIY7uLBngI/AAAAAAAACic/8vmQL8R2Bqw/s640/N+night+watch.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here's my new favourite Shorts!&lt;br /&gt;The Peplum.&lt;br /&gt;Ta Dah!&lt;br /&gt;I like the touch of Mermaid Candy star necklace.&lt;br /&gt;Makes the Monotone outfit alittle more.... colored? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/2011/06/pippas-peplum-in-pink.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_8_u0foBUE/ThIY9PzQ5NI/AAAAAAAACig/wvxS6lbU2k0/s640/N+peplum+Navy+.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've decided to keept the Peplum shorts in pink, because I don't have a pink shorts?&lt;br /&gt;That, and so I can secretly wear white some times, because I like to match my pink shorts with white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/2011/06/pippas-peplum-in-pink.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFJBpcbWaR4/ThIY-c4ku7I/AAAAAAAACik/6V06dW8fMiE/s640/N+peplum.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly before I end off, my new favourite Tigress Tee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know I said that &lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-because-i-dont-wear-tee-shirts-out.html"&gt;I dont wear Tee Shirts&lt;/a&gt; a few post ago...but you have to read the fine print ok... I said I dont wear UNISEX tee shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This one has a Tigress wearing Heart shaped glasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So It's confirm a Girlie Tee shirt!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Practically living in this Tee everytime I head over to Wavehouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;♥ it alot!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I added the Parrot Feather "earrings" for the photoshoot. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lots of accessories not uploaded yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I shall work hard!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But it's really time to call it a day and go shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48n_n4MKdng/ThIgSOVRDCI/AAAAAAAACiw/TP5leIHMLpI/s1600/N+Lioness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48n_n4MKdng/ThIgSOVRDCI/AAAAAAAACiw/TP5leIHMLpI/s640/N+Lioness.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's about all that I've done up so far for &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;Bowtique&lt;/a&gt;'s new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided that it totally doesnt make sense for &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;Bowtique&lt;/a&gt; to be in idle mode, until my full collection is up. Shopping should not be determined by weekly or bi-monthly collection.&lt;br /&gt;It is technically an everyday thing right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I've taken to uploading something new every other day.&lt;br /&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to shower and hit the bed.&lt;br /&gt;I think i have been so stressed that I've dreamt of chirpy-twitty little birds 2 nights in a row, and waking up at 10am automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I dont usually have dreams or remember my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Neither do I wake up much in the AM.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head: There must be an angel - Eurythmics&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-4434154864425589457?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4434154864425589457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=4434154864425589457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4434154864425589457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/4434154864425589457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/marching-on.html' title='Marching on.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIaM8DY41Mc/ThIY15eNfSI/AAAAAAAACiM/2rne2SvQ2cw/s72-c/N+Harajuku+Cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5134453074584566466</id><published>2011-07-04T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:08:11.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Just because I'm bored...</title><content type='html'>So the girls were talking about their chinese names and how the strokes would affect their overall personality and whatnots, just some weeks back, and the thing that struck me was - How the hell did they know the meaning of their chinese name?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, they had the heads up because they each consulted the chinese-dissect-your-name master (sorry, I dont know what are they called professionally), and I never saw the need to see one, and for that, I felt like I was cheated out of a conversation topic for a good 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall google up the most basic meaning of my name, just so I wont feel left out / feel like i've been cheated off an experience.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well based on what i've gathered....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_WpIwzTv5o/ThCcco285hI/AAAAAAAAChk/vM7Ym-LnZo4/s1600/Picture+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_WpIwzTv5o/ThCcco285hI/AAAAAAAAChk/vM7Ym-LnZo4/s1600/Picture+3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpLr1FVLyu0/ThCcc0Ly93I/AAAAAAAACho/aoaY1-7aEr0/s1600/Picture+4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpLr1FVLyu0/ThCcc0Ly93I/AAAAAAAACho/aoaY1-7aEr0/s1600/Picture+4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPTTAdB-8TM/ThCcdOZN1NI/AAAAAAAAChs/frYq53F7O9Y/s1600/Picture+5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPTTAdB-8TM/ThCcdOZN1NI/AAAAAAAAChs/frYq53F7O9Y/s1600/Picture+5.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great!&lt;br /&gt;That essentially makes me a plum that supposedly has both brains and looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why! With a name like this, by right I should be darn pretty and genius leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Who knows - without the name it could have been much worst right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop complaining &amp;nbsp;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I've been hard at work photoshopping.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously look like a panda now, and getting quite pro at repeating the same few steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything had better fly off the shelf like hotcakes!&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Make it better! I want them "Hot" like the highly sought after Coke glass I've been collecting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of collectible glass cans, I'm TOTALLY intending to lay off MACdonalds for the ENTIRE JULY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am a proud owner of MANY MANY Coke Can Glass.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! to crazy weekly MAC binges and a possible future clogged artery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-5134453074584566466?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5134453074584566466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=5134453074584566466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5134453074584566466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/5134453074584566466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-because-im-bored.html' title='Just because I&apos;m bored...'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_WpIwzTv5o/ThCcco285hI/AAAAAAAAChk/vM7Ym-LnZo4/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7813560017108273905</id><published>2011-07-02T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T03:02:46.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Hangers...  Demand vs supply.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjWsnt7wBIM/Tg3rlTcTYJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/ian4VWjhVBU/s1600/tokyo-cityscape-coathanger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="394" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjWsnt7wBIM/Tg3rlTcTYJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/ian4VWjhVBU/s640/tokyo-cityscape-coathanger.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I randomly declared to mommy that the Clothes Hangers seems to be a precious commodity at home, and she burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite serious!&lt;br /&gt;We never seem to have enough hangers around at home - despite the fact that she buys them ever so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da and I have resorted to hiding our stash of hangers in our own "respective" hiding places", while the mother has resorted to hanger hunting. &amp;nbsp;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's like some silly hide and seek game!&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly fun, coz the party with the lesser hanger always get annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Da's forever saying : &lt;i&gt;who took my hangers again&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While mommy's tagline goes something like "&lt;i&gt;where has all the hangers in the house disappeared to&lt;/i&gt;?!"&lt;br /&gt;For the Mother uses them to hang her freshly laundered laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me - I've resorted to 1 hanger holding out 5 dresses or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Compress whatever wardrobe space I have to accomodate to the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Too much clothes, too little space to hold up all the hangers I need- &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;, and the lack of hanger that plagues the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a great solution for me, but I have to admit that my compression strategy has since killed off a couple of ancient hangers.&lt;br /&gt;The ancient ones could not succumb to the tugging pressure - and cracked into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of her hanger hunting moments, she'll walk into my room and spot fragments of another lost comrade.&lt;br /&gt;The mother would then give me the evil eye and say to me "&lt;i&gt;stop killing the hangers! "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Already we never seem to have enough at home, and here you are killing them"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I do have to confess that as much as mommy may be acquiring new hangers actively, I've been "retrenching" a couple of her oldies on the sideline.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny&lt;br /&gt;(pardon my humour, I truly understand that i'm odd at times, and not everyone finds them funny - so the sister has informed me. LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-7813560017108273905?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7813560017108273905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7813560017108273905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7813560017108273905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7813560017108273905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/07/hangers-demand-vs-supply.html' title='Hangers...  Demand vs supply.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjWsnt7wBIM/Tg3rlTcTYJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/ian4VWjhVBU/s72-c/tokyo-cityscape-coathanger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7041004468163270572</id><published>2011-06-29T04:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T04:23:36.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Bokeh, Transformer 3 and other whining.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SeMRyXFPcc/Tgo1eykcrbI/AAAAAAAACgg/FPZdsFZ7_Gk/s1600/bokeh+feathers+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SeMRyXFPcc/Tgo1eykcrbI/AAAAAAAACgg/FPZdsFZ7_Gk/s640/bokeh+feathers+.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My newest addition to my Bokeh effects.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'm getting better - but i'm not fully satisfied with what's acheived here either.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;Loving my feathers tho - was fixing and fooling around with styles for the next photoshoot, when I took this. :)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news,&lt;br /&gt;I. Need. to. wake. up. early. for wavehouse tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that Popcorn binge-ing from watching Transformer 3 - dark of the moon earlier&lt;br /&gt;is taking its toil on my throat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(That and mommy's attempt in feeding me lots of mango that she bought over the weekend + that packet of Super Ring that I could not resist)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformer 3 is good, glad that Megan Fox is out of the movie, but the "supposedly" new "hottie" isn't quite my definition of Hottie tho.&lt;br /&gt;Yes she has a hot body and face, but it seems like she O.Ded on the Mouth Botox or perhaps the bee stung her lips? Aside from her pouty pouty lips, i'm &amp;nbsp;actually okay with &lt;i&gt;whatshername. &lt;/i&gt;( too much effort to google her name, unlike my pretty mermaid in Pirates of the Carribean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Hogwarts in end July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperately rehydrating now, but I seem to be fighting a losing battle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-7041004468163270572?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7041004468163270572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7041004468163270572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7041004468163270572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7041004468163270572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-newest-addition-to-my-bokeh-effects.html' title='Bokeh, Transformer 3 and other whining.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SeMRyXFPcc/Tgo1eykcrbI/AAAAAAAACgg/FPZdsFZ7_Gk/s72-c/bokeh+feathers+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8925555009206058327</id><published>2011-06-28T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:01:40.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowtique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sightings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Gwen Stefani - Harajuku lovers Beats earphones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKqM7KIuvGA/Tgl5r4QKezI/AAAAAAAACf8/cmlvDl_lOFM/s1600/harajuku-lovers-ear.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKqM7KIuvGA/Tgl5r4QKezI/AAAAAAAACf8/cmlvDl_lOFM/s640/harajuku-lovers-ear.jpg.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaayyy&amp;nbsp;Waaaaaaaant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;*stares at the pair of Red Lady Gaga earphones currently using*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I still love you, but the Harajuku one is also love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The way I look at it, my set of Lady Gaga Heartbeat matches my new red bling phone cover, + &amp;nbsp;Nano casing pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Let me illustrate to you what I mean.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga with Phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvzRuioa2Dc/TgmDmn_qDaI/AAAAAAAACgA/jmyIL5PFAJk/s1600/IMG_4242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvzRuioa2Dc/TgmDmn_qDaI/AAAAAAAACgA/jmyIL5PFAJk/s640/IMG_4242.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nano cover + Heartbeats + phone. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1RuH_r174I/TgmGu5_t6aI/AAAAAAAACgI/RF_NV-VqF6Y/s1600/toys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1RuH_r174I/TgmGu5_t6aI/AAAAAAAACgI/RF_NV-VqF6Y/s640/toys.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;In my head, the Harajuku in the Chrome color looks awesome with everything as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The cute Harajuku ones just cant stop popping up in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Rwar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-509H0gx49IU/TgmJ8joaq-I/AAAAAAAACgQ/qHN6v1-PAUc/s1600/253908_227939640565253_121819191177299_986826_5581492_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-509H0gx49IU/TgmJ8joaq-I/AAAAAAAACgQ/qHN6v1-PAUc/s640/253908_227939640565253_121819191177299_986826_5581492_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Fancy this as well... but it doesnt match with everything else!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;why does it have to be in baby blue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;red bow with white/pink variant works as well what! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdq4__R8KDM/TgmKDPDGsEI/AAAAAAAACgU/UDfe4oLtMeA/s1600/248501_228524843840066_121819191177299_991142_3070970_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdq4__R8KDM/TgmKDPDGsEI/AAAAAAAACgU/UDfe4oLtMeA/s640/248501_228524843840066_121819191177299_991142_3070970_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Need to digress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bought a new poofy pouch yesterday because it's soooooo cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peeping into my bag now makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFAM6cspscI/TgmGtjwkd9I/AAAAAAAACgE/jFAu21Sqfzg/s1600/redblings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFAM6cspscI/TgmGtjwkd9I/AAAAAAAACgE/jFAu21Sqfzg/s640/redblings.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everything's matchy matchy and color coded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;White, Red, Silver and Bling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even the keys! But I refuse to run to the door to fetch the keys in for a photoshoot, so we'll just make do with the product pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;Bowtique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nice right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yvRrIJyx2RI/TgmJBXl-FaI/AAAAAAAACgM/Hl3DzApCLU8/s1600/Ribbon+bow+keyring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yvRrIJyx2RI/TgmJBXl-FaI/AAAAAAAACgM/Hl3DzApCLU8/s640/Ribbon+bow+keyring.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And now I have this "fancier" idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to wear my &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;Harajuku doll Dress &lt;/a&gt;and have matchy earphones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutest dolls I've met for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKstKAU7lwM/TgqgHKyaXpI/AAAAAAAACgk/hJhc8Fned5I/s1600/IMG_4149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKstKAU7lwM/TgqgHKyaXpI/AAAAAAAACgk/hJhc8Fned5I/s640/IMG_4149.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't resist and I wore them in Bangkok the very next day! &amp;nbsp;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QlDaY5D1mDc/TgqgRr-FTtI/AAAAAAAACgo/qXLiXsyy_3c/s1600/IMG_4150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QlDaY5D1mDc/TgqgRr-FTtI/AAAAAAAACgo/qXLiXsyy_3c/s640/IMG_4150.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/9324875-8925555009206058327?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8925555009206058327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8925555009206058327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8925555009206058327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8925555009206058327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/gwen-stefani-harajuku-lovers-beats.html' title='Gwen Stefani - Harajuku lovers Beats earphones.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKqM7KIuvGA/Tgl5r4QKezI/AAAAAAAACf8/cmlvDl_lOFM/s72-c/harajuku-lovers-ear.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-2684951331480508381</id><published>2011-06-23T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:35:37.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowtique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Purple Chic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcZ5aIwwInk/TgNONNdG1FI/AAAAAAAACfA/b6L9ikcpGCc/s1600/chain+quad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="490" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcZ5aIwwInk/TgNONNdG1FI/AAAAAAAACfA/b6L9ikcpGCc/s640/chain+quad.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Heart my Purple Dress, especially the the Chain details on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Available in Black, White and Purple in the next &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;Bowtique&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;collection&amp;nbsp;launch.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to post picture of the entire dress.&lt;br /&gt;But it's really just a simple tank top dress with the awesome chain details - easy to envision right?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-2684951331480508381?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2684951331480508381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=2684951331480508381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2684951331480508381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/2684951331480508381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/purple-chic.html' title='Purple Chic'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcZ5aIwwInk/TgNONNdG1FI/AAAAAAAACfA/b6L9ikcpGCc/s72-c/chain+quad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-7881996818220410067</id><published>2011-06-22T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:34:05.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowtique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Old pictures of past outfits...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have a terrible bad habit of taking a pictures and not remembering to post them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I found these picture in the camera from a million years ago, while hunting for other pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's 2 black and white outfit that I'll like to share with different looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can't even remember where I was heading out to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But since I kinda like my simple but chic look for the night... I figured that I should share! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What I wore for the night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My trusty black jacket from Far East since the start of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Edgy Skater Dress from Bowtique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pitcher Plant Necklace from Amado Gudek that the owner, Elaine gave to me early this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Elastic Belt from Far East&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mono art Floral Bracelet I bought from Stella's shop when Audrey and I dropped by Haji Lane last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's times like these that reckons I like my accessories more than my clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRrOfj1ANUk/TgF4n5KxGPI/AAAAAAAACeU/80m5caKW_hA/s1600/skater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRrOfj1ANUk/TgF4n5KxGPI/AAAAAAAACeU/80m5caKW_hA/s640/skater.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRrOfj1ANUk/TgF4n5KxGPI/AAAAAAAACeU/80m5caKW_hA/s1600/skater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture shows my accessories better..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObqI0eT9-BY/TgF4yO7qUPI/AAAAAAAACeY/cQCiG_3c4lc/s1600/skater2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObqI0eT9-BY/TgF4yO7qUPI/AAAAAAAACeY/cQCiG_3c4lc/s640/skater2.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yet another Mono colored outfit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Looking it it, I did not realize it was a Black and white phase I was in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;kwakwakwa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Stripes and Bow Top from Bowtique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dotted Ribbon from my own wardrobe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Little Black Shorts from Bowtique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ribbon Buckle Belt from Bangkok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0apzU5aR56A/TgHKAqGf9_I/AAAAAAAACeg/YhC_GyH-ts0/s1600/monoLBS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0apzU5aR56A/TgHKAqGf9_I/AAAAAAAACeg/YhC_GyH-ts0/s640/monoLBS.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we play Spot the Difference!&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between the next 2 pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg3pTA28ZNM/TgHNzEI2EUI/AAAAAAAACek/gpwubZrOgEU/s1600/blackribbon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg3pTA28ZNM/TgHNzEI2EUI/AAAAAAAACek/gpwubZrOgEU/s640/blackribbon.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9wp0KVBeos/TgHN5h5XlSI/AAAAAAAACeo/2yqk86klBoI/s1600/blackdot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9wp0KVBeos/TgHN5h5XlSI/AAAAAAAACeo/2yqk86klBoI/s640/blackdot.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;Just the change in Ribbons, and the +/- of accessories.&lt;br /&gt;I settled for the clashing of dots and stripes and sauntered out of home for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_329212551"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_329212552"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-7881996818220410067?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7881996818220410067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=7881996818220410067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7881996818220410067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/7881996818220410067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/random-stuff-i-wear-out.html' title='Old pictures of past outfits...'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRrOfj1ANUk/TgF4n5KxGPI/AAAAAAAACeU/80m5caKW_hA/s72-c/skater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-8726577656821939185</id><published>2011-06-19T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:50:11.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowtique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Beer Festival, Wavehouse and a haircut.</title><content type='html'>Spent the entire Saturday feeling abit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Meh"&gt;Meh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to force myself to wake up for my hair appointment that I booked for myself and mommy, and she&amp;nbsp;had to call me twice to make sure that I was awake and making my way out.&lt;br /&gt;Madam was upset that I was almost an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it was Friday's activities that gave me a lethargic Saturday and achy arms - and i'll talk abt friday in abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the hair post trimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPpUZU-P8TY/TfzGAXYVLpI/AAAAAAAACd8/MIW0kZjC22I/s1600/Photo+haircut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPpUZU-P8TY/TfzGAXYVLpI/AAAAAAAACd8/MIW0kZjC22I/s640/Photo+haircut.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Wow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Hair looks exactly the same! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I took off about 2-3 inches off, re-layered the top and it just looked sleeker from the blowdry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Remember my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-rambles.html"&gt;post about delaying a trip to the hairdressers&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I decided, I needed that hair trim bad, for &amp;nbsp;I. stopped. using. the. comb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It was prehistoric cave girl life for a week, and&amp;nbsp;hobo chic hair was totally my bestfriend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Hairpins could get lost in my hair jungle, and I would only realize its existence when I'm shampooing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Whining aside,&amp;nbsp;I was so exhausted that I flopped into bed after I was done with dinner (it's not an uncommon practise for me), and woke up 2 hours later, with the girls asking if I would join them at Zirca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously chose to stay home to recharge, for a better Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Contemplated sleeping through to Sunday, if it wasn't for the fact that I need to wash my make up goobs off the face, and that I was hungry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What transpired on Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Wave House and "rode" the waves for 2 hours straight and grew a tan.&lt;br /&gt;That's some massive cardio workout for a sloth like me.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm improving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a late "lunch" at 4ish in the evening at Carls Junior Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;Portobello Mushroom burger - I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Headed home and ate dinner -&amp;nbsp;Fell asleep (again) post dinner,&lt;br /&gt;woke up and headed out for some last minute&amp;nbsp;Beer Festival at the Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;Free Tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore &lt;a href="http://www.bowtique.com.sg/"&gt;Bowtique's&lt;/a&gt; Blood Orange Jumpsuit - launching in the next collection with my myriad of accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm quite the accessory gypsy and check out my red bling bling phone cover!!&lt;br /&gt;Crappy picture the BB produces. Never fails to amaze me...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtl1rgbAhUQ/TfzS3HRqzuI/AAAAAAAACeE/XodpbgEYqW8/s1600/263494_10150282890344612_503734611_9069453_4266528_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtl1rgbAhUQ/TfzS3HRqzuI/AAAAAAAACeE/XodpbgEYqW8/s640/263494_10150282890344612_503734611_9069453_4266528_n.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got there, the rest were already semi wasted.&lt;br /&gt;We toured around the festival and I discovered the nicest tasting beer ever!&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with the &lt;a href="http://www.ntwbeer.com/"&gt;North Taiwanese Beer&lt;/a&gt;. The beer came in Lychee and Honey Melon flavour - love the fruitiness and sweet after taste, and I've never been a fan of beer in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute label packaging of the bottle gave it a +10 cuteness&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;I was a happy NTW beer guzzler, until the alcohol kicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZNEsYHd4Sg/TfzQiKDYleI/AAAAAAAACeA/xMPyHa-ARC8/s1600/Picture+4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="562" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZNEsYHd4Sg/TfzQiKDYleI/AAAAAAAACeA/xMPyHa-ARC8/s640/Picture+4.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's when I asked for food, and we left for Macs.&lt;br /&gt;I went home a happy + tired girl with my third purple coke glass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending my post with the Tags I've collected for Friday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNU9vRK5x-c/TfzS39dpINI/AAAAAAAACeI/zoOKyMHzkxI/s1600/IMG01401-20110619-0029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNU9vRK5x-c/TfzS39dpINI/AAAAAAAACeI/zoOKyMHzkxI/s640/IMG01401-20110619-0029.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9324875-8726577656821939185?l=bummerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8726577656821939185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9324875&amp;postID=8726577656821939185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8726577656821939185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9324875/posts/default/8726577656821939185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bummerina.blogspot.com/2011/06/beer-festival-wavehouse-and-haircut.html' title='Beer Festival, Wavehouse and a haircut.'/><author><name>Bummerina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16491754558327631995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z4GWYTFOJNY/SNHez5xWIvI/AAAAAAAABhE/GMkvVdrnOPM/S220/DSC_7537c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPpUZU-P8TY/TfzGAXYVLpI/AAAAAAAACd8/MIW0kZjC22I/s72-c/Photo+haircut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9324875.post-5240924821196106311</id><published>2011-06-16T03:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:17:59.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random self'/><title type='text'>Eclipse!</title><content type='html'>I've been told that Eclipses are bad for Humans.&lt;br /&gt;Be it Lunar or Solar Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been told to avoid consuming water, food and alcohol during the eclipse, and to stay indoor while it happens, for the "energies" released during the eclipse is very harmful and negative to me.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore eating during eclipse is as good as poisoning myself, (So i gather?) and the spread of viruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why i'm starving as I blog.&lt;br /&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;My second eclipse (not literally), that i'm observing the starving/ no water/ stay indoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really bad solar eclipse experience late last year..&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of yelling to do over the phone while i'm out in the mall + grumpy from the lack of the food.&lt;br /&gt;The public display of temper was just beyond awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not taking any chances with this lunar eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;Camped at home early, kept myself off supper... *stomach growling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been googling abit for answers and I'm not interested in the scientific versions... just the alternate ones that no one can provide me with answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, based on my findings,the easiest perspective to digest would be from&lt;br /&gt;Feng Shui master : Joey Yap's &amp;nbsp;version ... I've bold the important bits for easy speed reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to&lt;a href="http://www.fengshuilogy.com/?tag=sun-eclipse"&gt; him &lt;/a&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.fengshuilogy.com/?tag=sun-eclipse"&gt;fengshuilogy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Most forms of Astrology, place a great deal of emphasis on the Sun and the Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In &lt;b&gt;Chinese Astrology, the Sun is Yang and the Moon is Yin&lt;/b&gt; and they are regarded as the only two stars in the constellation that can emit light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Thus, when an eclipse of the Sun or Moon takes place, all Yang or all Yin is blocked out momentarily during that point in time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In Chinese Astrology, a sun eclipse is regarded as being worse than a moon eclipse - this is because Yang energy is required by all living beings and when a Sun eclipse occurs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Yang energy to Earth is momentarily interrupted. It also falls in-line with astrological findings that the Moon doesn’t actually emit its own light, but merely reflects the light of the Sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Per Chinese Astrology, it is strongly advisable to avoid going outdoors during a Sun Eclipse or to observe the phenomenon at all. Being outdoors during a Sun Eclipse is a one-way ticket to bad luck within 3 months&lt;/b&gt;. The ancient Chinese Astrologers specifically advised against any direct look at the eclipse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- fast forward ---&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is where we get explainations for the "suay" ness that we get.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exposure to the effect of a Sun Eclipse, can be part of the reason why two people with the same BaZi charts, encounter different paths at a certain point in time. This is because Person A and Person B are influenced by different Heavenly Stars or Tian Xing at that point in time, based on their geographical location.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my source came from indian astrology, (after much comparison, I realized that chinese and indian folklore and religions has so much in common, only that the Indians are very much more elaborate when it comes to rites and beliefs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so based on the more elaborate and spiritual theory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The air during the eclipse is impure - which is why people are highly encouraged to stay at indoors during the time to reduce the breathing / absorption of the bad energies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a superstitious level, eclipse is when the dark magic exploits the opportunity to harness the negative energies do their evil deeds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as how i would analogize it -&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;it's like exploiting the security lapse during an electricity blackout, where the "up-to-no-good" would exploit the security lapse and do what they usually can't do~ which is bad for good people like us!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site is too lengthy to be posted here - you can read up if you're really that interested.&lt;br /&gt;It's called a&lt;a href="http://www.spiritualresearchfoundation.org/articles/id/spiritualresearch/spiritualscience/eclipse"&gt; spiritual perspective.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like one of the rare sites that explains why I should starve myself, instead of munching on my big serving of Kokocruch and milk as like how I'll usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even left Zouk early!&lt;br /&gt;Rwar!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the site recommends a couple of DONTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 6px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 12px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 6px;"&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 6px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 12px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 6px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 4px; margin-right: 4px; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.4em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avoid Eating:&amp;nbsp;The increase in the subtle basic&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raja-Tama&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the atmosphere during the period of an eclipse affects food as well as the digestive processes. Hence it is advisable to avoid meals during the period of the eclipse.&amp;nbsp;The time period when we should avoid meals depends on the type of eclipse. This is because the amount of sunlight or moonlight reaching Earth depends on the percentage area of the Sun or Moon covered during the eclipse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-h
