<?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-5870687538386740865</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:52:00.258+08:00</updated><category term='listening to Travis: Flowers in the window'/><category term='missing woo.'/><title type='text'>apple.bidibidibip!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3776172676748030057</id><published>2010-11-11T08:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:47:43.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minolta Dimage Xt. (3megapixels)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNs_g72KI_I/AAAAAAAAAds/jVmstyLkXPw/s1600/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNs_g72KI_I/AAAAAAAAAds/jVmstyLkXPw/s320/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538090001835369458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;view from my study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the first digicam to my family,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtBGAl-jdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6XXnUwezg-M/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538091738276466130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;yo' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; hooman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first camera I learnt to &lt;i&gt;selca&lt;/i&gt; with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNs_iIPceqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_h7DhdXB1RA/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538090022342523554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the camera that produces photos of my prime&lt;i&gt;-st&lt;/i&gt; days. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;yes i was hella cute, and i thank technology. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtEVwX0CGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/6vTl-laMRWg/s400/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538095307334879330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;just like nana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;definitely my &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; oldest camera still in use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtBHXSXBHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/HacNE271W1g/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538091761548067954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-size:small;"&gt;the hidden heart! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;(amongst my mess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; ..loved it then, love it still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;interlude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the nasty separation in 2005, when it followed my sister to the states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtBGYoC5jI/AAAAAAAAAec/TGMQ6qeVXGU/s320/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538091744727590450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*barb wired );&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the nostalgic reunion when I came to America... 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNs_hNLkBGI/AAAAAAAAAd0/9vyOnCvuBvw/s320/PICT0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538090006488548450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"my turn!" :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;lomomuch.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say "let's just point n shoot!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtKzY2h22I/AAAAAAAAAfM/X-Ki2dVTlRc/s320/PICT0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538102413487102818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"haha, this is the specs i never got around to pass it to peg!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtBGlGMpdI/AAAAAAAAAek/9B2AvdQZZAI/s320/PICT0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538091748075283922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;.just looking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtBGx_3gdI/AAAAAAAAAes/LCwsyqA6URI/s320/PICT0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538091751538393554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;dear table, why are you never tidy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNtEWfNGCiI/AAAAAAAAAfE/KNIWpfiha_c/s400/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538095319906388514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;or probably more? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;this is still an antique, look at how much I &lt;s&gt;aged&lt;/s&gt; evolved from this tiny one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* Finir *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNs_h0l0I3I/AAAAAAAAAeE/T15EFH-PinY/s320/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538090017067639666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;nana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;now get back to your hw already, hooman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-3776172676748030057?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3776172676748030057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3776172676748030057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3776172676748030057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3776172676748030057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/11/minolta-dimage-xt-3megapixels.html' title='Minolta Dimage Xt. (3megapixels)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TNs_g72KI_I/AAAAAAAAAds/jVmstyLkXPw/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4311463299447689606</id><published>2010-10-04T07:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T07:15:10.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ought to start blogging again..</title><content type='html'>to improve my english, writing and speaking. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently craving for some british accent. Oh fairy god mother, please wake me up in a tight warm bed of a cozy english cottage with tea and scones in the terrace overlooking a garden of little pink, purple and yellow flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*oh I can dream, of course. meanwhile, let me just have my dose of lily allen. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-4311463299447689606?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4311463299447689606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4311463299447689606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4311463299447689606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4311463299447689606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-ought-to-start-blogging-again.html' title='I ought to start blogging again..'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7722451419253894828</id><published>2010-08-26T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:45:27.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Nana! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UOgOv4FX2QY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UOgOv4FX2QY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7722451419253894828?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7722451419253894828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7722451419253894828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7722451419253894828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7722451419253894828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-nana.html' title='Hello Nana! ;)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1634900825579114200</id><published>2010-08-08T07:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T08:03:12.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selca. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;just got home from august's flea market at De Anza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;immensely satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rummaged under the scorching summer sun, to find this bag at 10bucks! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not as cheap as the "market price" could get, but its still quite a steal! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3x_7MfFdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PDS7YahKKQM/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.35+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3x_7MfFdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PDS7YahKKQM/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.35+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502820400240727506" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3yAO4THMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qHpZyI7k7eA/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.35+%233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502820405524765890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3yA5I5raI/AAAAAAAAAcw/3DsHYI8osaY/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.36+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502820416868691362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3yAaduIgI/AAAAAAAAAco/Rqkjw9hOfBs/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3yAaduIgI/AAAAAAAAAco/Rqkjw9hOfBs/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502820408634515970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3x_GRCfaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Yxc_gdFk3-k/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3x_GRCfaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Yxc_gdFk3-k/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502820386032745890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got ever more tanned than my personal preference in the process, but i dont care! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anything for cheap goods, right babes? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I know you're all anticipating YOUR souvenirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope, not gonna declare (eventho i've got some really good pictures) till i've got everyones! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be home soon darlings! crazily-in-♡&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/5870687538386740865-1634900825579114200?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1634900825579114200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1634900825579114200&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1634900825579114200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1634900825579114200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/08/selca.html' title='selca. ;)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/TF3x_7MfFdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PDS7YahKKQM/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+15.35+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7020237470338409736</id><published>2010-07-09T02:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:48:42.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFLMAO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to the "come-back" of my L4D hype...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here to just attach a silly song, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;*otaku-mode-0n*&lt;/span&gt; which never fail making me laugh even on the most horrible day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: especially for my dear friend, leiyan, who's going through an ass of a time with her hostel arrangement at SHU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[fuck that its my middle name, you done me humiliation! hmph! *outcast*]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing along if you have a bad day and promise to smile after! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEWgs6YQR9A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEWgs6YQR9A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;with love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours always,&lt;br /&gt;Heidi ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7020237470338409736?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7020237470338409736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7020237470338409736&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7020237470338409736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7020237470338409736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/07/roflmao.html' title='ROFLMAO!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2766458531648382515</id><published>2010-05-24T09:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:38:44.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just thought I'd share this with all individuals who thinks "but facebook status does not mean a thing!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(94, 94, 94);   font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 30px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;他公開承認妳是他的女朋友，不表示妳們會永遠在一起，但至少代表「他有為妳拒絕別的機會」的誠意。&lt;br /&gt;他讓他的父母朋友認識妳，不表示這些人會喜歡妳，但至少代表「他有讓妳進入他的生活圈」的誠意。&lt;br /&gt;他願意在配偶欄填下妳的名字，不表示妳們一定會白頭偕老，但至少代表「他有和妳共度一生」的誠意。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nough said? :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashion.msn.com.tw/View8471.aspx"&gt;clickon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashion.msn.com.tw/View8471.aspx"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashion.msn.com.tw/View8471.aspx"&gt;toreadmore&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/5870687538386740865-2766458531648382515?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2766458531648382515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2766458531648382515&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2766458531648382515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2766458531648382515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-thought-id-share-this-with-all.html' title='just thought I&apos;d share this with all individuals who thinks &quot;but facebook status does not mean a thing!&quot;'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4406111804183020920</id><published>2010-05-23T10:45:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T12:19:53.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free saturday afternoon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;because those who knows what's happen, knows what's happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am free today! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, decided to try out some &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;binosusume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hairstyles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first i tried &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:hotpink;"&gt;Xiaxue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s cute fishtail plait. succeed it learning the trick this time, but I still do not know how to carry it effectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just look like some kampung girl, hyped for coming to the city. hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i decided to try this &lt;b&gt;classic bob updo&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="260"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1eKzS6SxQ8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1eKzS6SxQ8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="350" height="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hella hard, but me very very likey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S_isHKgKdkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/fTmIFnqMv74/s1600/classic+bob.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S_isHKgKdkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/fTmIFnqMv74/s320/classic+bob.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474314586147157570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay, now i can have style.o3 updo. after ponytail., and high bun. to show off my thin and very dry neckline *lol*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; babeh! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-4406111804183020920?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4406111804183020920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4406111804183020920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4406111804183020920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4406111804183020920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/05/free-saturday-afternoon.html' title='free saturday afternoon!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S_isHKgKdkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/fTmIFnqMv74/s72-c/classic+bob.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6709095645967479440</id><published>2010-05-03T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:04:29.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listening to Travis: Flowers in the window'/><title type='text'>sneak peek! *//love's in the air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S96CdF913jI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hC3NtiJKgBg/s1600/DSC_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S96CdF913jI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hC3NtiJKgBg/s320/DSC_0838.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466950434003738162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd date. flowers. sundress. luscious green. clear sky. boat ride. chauffeur. sunhat. geese. goslings. stroll. dogs. smiles. D90. a midget and a bear.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-6709095645967479440?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6709095645967479440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6709095645967479440&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6709095645967479440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6709095645967479440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/05/sneak-peek-loves-in-air.html' title='sneak peek! *//love&apos;s in the air!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S96CdF913jI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hC3NtiJKgBg/s72-c/DSC_0838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-561067958244847694</id><published>2010-03-25T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:00:26.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>human reactions// Part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;just wondering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you lost an item that holds some sentimental value, do you..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;(a) blame yourself for being careless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;(b) smiles it off, thinking "someone must have like it so much they have to steal it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&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/5870687538386740865-561067958244847694?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/561067958244847694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=561067958244847694&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/561067958244847694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/561067958244847694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/03/human-reactions-part-1.html' title='human reactions// Part 1.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d81qFaoe010&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you dont play/watch FF (which you should, because its like the coolest thing on earth, and you've gotta keep up yes?) and have no idea how a chocobo looks like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090126114140/finalfantasy/images/d/d4/FFXIII-baby-chocobo.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mad cute right?!?!?! say yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like how adorable can a cockatiel, (which by far could be the most similar thing to a chocobo after a chick) who sings the chocobo theme song be!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;☁ (credits to Ian Fun. lolol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;super happy right now :)))))&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/5870687538386740865-6816035434228610210?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6816035434228610210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6816035434228610210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6816035434228610210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6816035434228610210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/03/uber-cuteness.html' title='uber cuteness! ♡ ♡ ♡'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4149775312595626083</id><published>2010-03-06T18:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T19:21:23.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday Adrienne! :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;yoo hoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in case you're wondering where have I been wandering off this time...&lt;div&gt;it would be &lt;b&gt;twitter&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its truly awesome now that I have an Iphone data plan, so I can go online &lt;i&gt;anywhere, anytime&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nevertheless truly discovering the meaning of twitting. because I can do so &lt;i&gt;anywhere, anytime&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and goodness twitpic is like the awesomest thing ever, cause then I can post any picture I took on the spot &lt;i&gt;anywhere, anytime&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there's really no need to update the blog &lt;i&gt;anyway, anytime&lt;/i&gt;! wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so the last line did not click. so what, who cares? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea, do follow me on twitter &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Heidiwhyyy"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;@heidiwhyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because I do post quite frequent (like once a day) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;as compared to this blog of course! hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, I wouldnt force you to, but if you would I'd feel loved&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;O:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, on a different tone, it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;*coughthebohtuabohsehgirlcough*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Adrienne&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday, &lt;i&gt;so glad the 12-numeric-keypad arrived in time! despite fishbone-cordwrap fails, main character still made it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and heck she just LOLed when she opened it. wtf.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;is that appreciation or not? heck. lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and goodness is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;Kentaro&lt;/span&gt; (the bf) sweet, he hella stood out of the door until it strikes 12! awww..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;note: it is hella cold these days. he scored one point more this time! ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after that &lt;i&gt;aww-so-sweet-of-you-thank-you-for-the-surprise-kisses-and-hugges&lt;/i&gt;, he didnt bought cake, so I made them make this awesome recipe I found online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;YOU GUYS SHOULD DEFINITELY TRY THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I SWEAR ITS THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;BESTEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; SHORTCAKE EVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwSV5-oxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Q9NMH3afZxY/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-03-06+at+2.32.58+AM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwSV5-oxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Q9NMH3afZxY/s320/Screen+shot+2010-03-06+at+2.32.58+AM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445467991120454418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Shortcake/Detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I love Allrecipes.com, their recipe never fails!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwTV6aW2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/lo4WXe-YoXY/s1600-h/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwTV6aW2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/lo4WXe-YoXY/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445468008302140258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*the gentlemen cuts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwTNCaoaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/9f5alo0mavA/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwTNCaoaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/9f5alo0mavA/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445468005919793570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*she poses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwUEWqLqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/QrfCNkRFJfA/s320/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445468020768648866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*and he keeps on slicing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*dum de dum*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*mix the flour, baking powder, sugar, salt, butter*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*milk &amp;amp; egg*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;*no picture here, cause i'm ugly.fml*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*baking went from 20 minutes to more than an hour. methink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IxuqtxemI/AAAAAAAAAa8/gAl02jUBmXA/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445469577254369890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*slice into &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; and she put on the first layer of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;str&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;wberries&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwUxfeZWI/AAAAAAAAAac/zMvO-OSdlTY/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IwUxfeZWI/AAAAAAAAAac/zMvO-OSdlTY/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445468032885220706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;*whipcre&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;*finally a picture of &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; my hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IxtBhjg3I/AAAAAAAAAak/gZYGdy_zsqA/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IxtBhjg3I/AAAAAAAAAak/gZYGdy_zsqA/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445469549017400178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*first layer done&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5Ixtheb8fI/AAAAAAAAAas/M6Gf3BoyWLo/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5Ixtheb8fI/AAAAAAAAAas/M6Gf3BoyWLo/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445469557594255858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*on goes the 2nd tier&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IxuKVarmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/9QJpniyW7yw/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IxuKVarmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/9QJpniyW7yw/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445469568562277986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*and the rest of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;str&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;wberries&lt;/span&gt;!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IyUvSs94I/AAAAAAAAAbU/H5zWqzCDSR0/s1600-h/DSC_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IyUvSs94I/AAAAAAAAAbU/H5zWqzCDSR0/s320/DSC_0026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445470231318034306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IyB1HHftI/AAAAAAAAAbE/PKzZXzHLO9o/s320/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445469906462539474" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IyUBFnLiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/a8_021iPGz0/s1600-h/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IyUBFnLiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/a8_021iPGz0/s320/DSC_0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445470218915098146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5IyUvSs94I/AAAAAAAAAbU/H5zWqzCDSR0/s1600-h/DSC_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday rebel! ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♡-ing you always!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;P/S&lt;/span&gt;: the slight different we did with the recipe are putting only 2 tbsp of baking powder instead of 4 like the reviews advises so, and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5I29Ck1heI/AAAAAAAAAbc/p8s2FyT33nQ/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/S5I29Ck1heI/AAAAAAAAAbc/p8s2FyT33nQ/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445475321735644642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*gosh do I love lucerne, they have the best dairy products! ♥♥♥*&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/5870687538386740865-4149775312595626083?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4149775312595626083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5444475621356573429</id><published>2010-02-15T11:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:00:21.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO.FOURTEEN.happy tiger year! :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;this should be a quick one considering i am determined to finish of ICS midterm readings tonight, get Math114 hw done after 12. and then work on Danc48 Midterm paper due wednesday tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way i have been thinking alot about today's post. cause I register today as such a beautiful head start, having both cny and vday fall on the same day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure about the stats of this coincidence ever recurring again, but if it should, then i'll make sure i'm as positive and happy as i am today still :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets just not touch on vday this year alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;considering i had a sucky one last year when i had a bf. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whats more to say when i dont have one this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, it makes me realize how sad i am for being valentine-less for 21 years so far. so yes, lets not deprive on my sad being ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets be happy cause for once,&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.14 isnt exactly 2.14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what do you think i did today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, I said I was thinking about today's post didnt i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually had my day planned out, at least half my day planned out, since february 1st. I was really looking forward to visiting that chinese temple in san jose again, the one I mentioned on my actual new year post. but forced to change plan due to PMS-ing, and I heard its bad luck to go to any "sacred place" during this time of the month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reason&lt;/u&gt;: not only is it (1) disrespectful to the Gods (which you can read loads of disagreements and p.o.v. if you google this question, especially from &lt;i&gt;all-f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;or-women's-right!&lt;/i&gt; women), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also heard it is (2) a bad omen, because temples are where the wandering spirits usually go, to "find their path" back to the rightful dimension, so during that &lt;i&gt;de-blooding&lt;/i&gt; time of the month, it is believed women are even "weaker" than their usual &lt;i&gt;yin&lt;/i&gt; element, therefore the unjustified consequences of "welcoming" bad luck after visiting these "crowded" places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually spent a little more than 2 hours in the morning researching for such unwritten beliefs, alas to no respond besides hindu and bali beliefs. I'm a buddhist. not an exact answer, but got me thinking, if hindu and muslim (as we malaysians know), and now balinese beliefs are "coincidentally" the same, then there must be something yes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know one may argue "its because of the status differences between men and women since medieval times!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but have you ever thought of reviewing such matter from the unforeseeable p.o.v. i mean you have never sees God before no? but you still believe in IT yes? why? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;conclusion: its better to be cautious than sorry. I am practically alone in a foreign country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there goes my original plan of "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.14&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;*whoosh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, the house is really awesomely clean after my uber-chinese-determination-to-clean-house-before-cny. hahahaa. I was supposed to take pictures today, but was too cold to do anything. i suppose i'll do it tomorrow if i have time, otherwise pray it remains this state until next week! haha :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then sweet-tooth kick in, but is also damn determine to not indulge myself with any sugar today cause it triggers my bad skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so enough of determination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall now built my new year resolutions on such a happy day. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.14!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;(1) learn the art of poker face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; smile even when I do not mean it, because this is what "acquaintances" want to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;(2) learn to be nicer to people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I've been hoping ppl around me would get my sarcastic jokes, but apparently not. so I have to fit in instead of waiting around like I did for 21 years no? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;(3) learn to be more persistent and determine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you have no idea how many things I want to do, and now that i'm in a foreign country. mwahahaha. jk. nothing bad, just a good start! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.14&lt;/span&gt;! ;) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;(4) learn to be thankful-thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ok, i had a &lt;s&gt;bloody&lt;/s&gt; nightmare last night, i dreamt i was in scotland right now and doing architecture still. fuck those lovely snow, it was really really sad: so very very cold, alone, with my cutting mat and model boards, and fuck presentation cause it must be really really bad (as always) and ugh, the whole dream is black and white! i really hate monochrome dreams. haha. so anyways, I woke up to a stupid phone call and is thankful that I'm in CALIFORNIA, given this opportunity to restart my college life, with the options of so many other things like intercultural communication and... a real campus! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(5) find the perfect balance between being independent and dependent. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wtf. this sounds confusing, and sure is challenging, but it is absolutely essential because my previous determination to be independent from my inborn dependency, forbidding myself to be "clingy" to even the slightest attempt, pushes ppl away from me, and causes internal emotional conflict its so very depressing. (o-o)'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;(6) byebye lazy faye, hello new heidi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; haha. yes, I am determine to out-grown all my negative old self and start anew. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll be with me wont you my friends? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kamsia, have a nice &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt;er&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;ce&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;rmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;ed, and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;it&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;io&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; year everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;♥ ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-5444475621356573429?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5444475621356573429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5444475621356573429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5444475621356573429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5444475621356573429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/02/twofourteenhappy-tiger-year.html' title='TWO.FOURTEEN.happy tiger year! :))'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1600102781274494193</id><published>2010-02-14T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T04:29:32.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/02/13/897.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/02/13/s_897.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nye's breakfast! Starting with cleaning the left over, then gonna clean the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never the less, I'm still a Chinese! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wu Year everyone! Have a kick ass roaring one ok? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/57860.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt; Heidi from iPhone by BlogPress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1600102781274494193?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1600102781274494193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1600102781274494193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1600102781274494193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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little gut feeling saying that maybe some minor changes might just make me different than who I am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;say, if only i'm a couple inches taller,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe I'll be a little more confident, a little more carefree.. just a little more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;over-sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1009705247820421707?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1009705247820421707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>不健康</title><content type='html'>每当我快放下的时候。。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你才说我最想听的话。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不是我不喜欢你了。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但真的太迟，太不健康了。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;爱情不因该这样的。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7122955334209673833?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7122955334209673833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7122955334209673833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7122955334209673833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7122955334209673833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='不健康'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6834402263940306965</id><published>2010-01-25T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:10:11.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing woo.'/><title type='text'>旧情人。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i tried typing it in chinese because he's a "true-blood" chinese, but i am truly a sdn. bhd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sucked so bad. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, after not speaking for one month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok there was this 5 minutes call. actually twice. even so, thats like 10minutes only in a month. so my point is still valid. fml.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having someone to talk to at anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having someone keep talking when i dont feel like talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss tuning him out on purpose because i'm still trying to let myself out of the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss upsetting someone on purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having someone to argue with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having someone i could call at odd hours, just because.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having someone worry about my whereabouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having someone who'd show up whenever I want him to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss caring for someone knowing he cares too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss how my emotion could go upside down for someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its weird, because there are things that i wanna spill, and its only discussable with him. but i cant do that now, can I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and because we're in this weird relationship its not right for me to interrupt him during this crazy day-night-final-marathon right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, it is times like this when i really regret stepping over the friendship border.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;旧情人 真的不能当朋友吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... &lt;s&gt;life&lt;/s&gt;bad romance sucks.&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/5870687538386740865-6834402263940306965?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6834402263940306965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6834402263940306965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6834402263940306965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6834402263940306965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='旧情人。。'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5931485611130183008</id><published>2010-01-13T08:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:20:03.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year~ :)</title><content type='html'>haha, 12 days late, but nevertheless, happy new year ppl! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how was yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me recap my new year celebration...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(1) awesome dinner + paranormal story sharing. ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(2) short and not so amazing fireworks at pier 1, San Fransisco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(seriously, msia is so much more fancier with our awesome christmas-y street decos + so many places pull the cork, eventho our trees do lose to theirs. heehee.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(3) sucky hongkong style cafe for "supper".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kena con by its "hong kong style chee cheong fun", its just dried up cheong fun with very disgusting peanut &amp;amp; black sauce wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(this is one stupid cafe which ruins the "hong kong style cheong fun", the other restaurant was awesome :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(4) stuck freezing for 3 hours on twin peak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cause some guy wanna court this girl, and idk who's amazing idea was to go up there. and the group initially wanted to wait till sunrise since we were already there until 4am, but thank goodness the guys finally couldnt stand the cold anymore at 5 woohoo! (sun rise at 6.) haha. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(5) no sleep till after "breakfast". reach home at 7am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yes, it was one hour drive (approx.) one way from san fran. to our place. vice versa. pretty near in real, but heck for someone who have no sleep and woke at 6am (i dont even rmb why did i wake up so early the day before) it was hell. well, not hell like what used to be at taylors. but hell cause i have bad skin now, and they hella irritate and reacts when i dont get enough rest, or too cold, or have too much sun block on for more than 7 hours. I do blotch. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(6) bathed and went to look for a chinese temple around san jose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(cause dad have a friend's friend who went to thailand, and a monk/sifu she met at the temple told her something dirty was following her, and she had the similar "sudden break outs" like I do. after she saw that monk/sifu and have him "cleansed" her, she came back to malaysia clear skin and pretty again!) wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nevertheless, i went there, prayed and had fun around the temple for awhile, feeling refreshed. but did not come back clear skin and pretty. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, unlike temples in msia (which i hate, have i emphasize enough how disgusted i am with msian temples? like i HAVE to prepare my wallet even before i go around praying. wtf) temples here are actually &lt;b&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt;. No, i am not comparing them to a japanese temple nor a church (which &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; really serene places). but amazingly enough, this chinese temple was so peaceful &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt;. there was a faint familiar scent of burning joss stick mingled with the sweet smell of fir/pine (idk what tree was it) in the air. u know, the sweet smell of trees, go to cameron highland and wind down your window while cruising, thats the scent i'm talking about, though there are that heavy blanket of humidity in msia which makes everything too "overwhelming". dont get me wrong, i love msia, but sometimes the humidity gets to me its just plain annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(7) ... er i think i came home and only went to bed at 4pm. woke up at 6pm. and the rest of the day.... i dont rmb what happen. shouldnt be amazing otherwise i WILL rmb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(8) went to a small scottish pub in cupertino village on saturday night (2nd jan) and had the most amazing mud pie ever. its one THICK/BIG slice of mocha ice cream on rich chocolate cookies (i think its oreo, without cream) with loads of cream and almond flakes on top. mmm-lovely! *salivates*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(9) and its already time for school :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;met loads of Adrienne's friends. &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; laugh alot, but i didnt click. wtf. i must be darn asian to not get their joke. or maybe cause i am a snob i dont find their laughing point humorous. fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(10) friendless, and getting retarded in english. i dont know why i suddenly have this malaysian accent after i came over, so embarrassed to speak. fml2. i am serious. i was asking if they accept debit, and my tone just went up like how annoying malaysians speak english. T.T somebody kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(11) heck load of readings, enjoy the american interactive class practice, love the mixed ethnicity and the acceptance from the professors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(12) went to a caucasian sports bar and grill for Marlyn's birthday. AWESOME ATMOSPHERE! like the best out of all pubs i went to eventho the food ratings are just so-so. but the cocktails here were amazing. this is serious, coming from a no-cocktail-please girl! :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;oh btw, marlyn's vanessa's very adorable friend. equally small in size as i am, and we had a ridiculous encounter on our first night out (to Bourbon &amp;amp; Branch). hilarious! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(13) love watching Vanessa and Gonzalo together. this is the first couple i know who compliments each other in presence. I really hope vanessa's green card application goes well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(14) appreciate the rain after days of freezing temperature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(15) appreciating having ppl have lunch with me. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess thats all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma go back to readings for tomorrow classes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: initially wanted to post about my new year resolutions, but i only have one. O_O and its not even a strong commitment thing. swt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;maybe&lt;/s&gt; definitely think you guys should help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suggest what I need improvement on. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise I'll listen this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye ♥ ;)&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/5870687538386740865-5931485611130183008?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5931485611130183008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5931485611130183008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5931485611130183008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5931485611130183008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year~ :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5390815172725205627</id><published>2009-12-29T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:03:38.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think i need a new concept blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE-photo-ONE-caption&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;posts blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Szm23SsSBRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/m_4s78us5l4/s400/DSC_0056_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420564687543731474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..if only i am four inches taller..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;catchy, simple, to-the-point!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;yes? no?&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/5870687538386740865-5390815172725205627?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5390815172725205627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5390815172725205627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5390815172725205627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5390815172725205627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-i-need-new-concept-blog.html' title='I think i need a new concept blog...'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Szm23SsSBRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/m_4s78us5l4/s72-c/DSC_0056_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7938351850105611282</id><published>2009-12-06T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:03:48.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecake factory! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my 2nd saturday, in CA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;anessa&lt;/span&gt;(elder sis) fell sick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;drienne&lt;/span&gt;(younger sis) have finals to atten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d next week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;eidi&lt;/span&gt; has no friend. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all there's left to do is stay home :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cold is such a booboo. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm always awaken by the low temperature in the middle of the night. eww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; couldnt go back to sleep soon enough. eww2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jet lag recurring. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i got so bored, I start preparing breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at &lt;b&gt;3 in the morning&lt;/b&gt;. no kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank goodness there's loads of ingredients at home, otherwise i'll have a tough time waiting for time to pass. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eww, this post is getting as boring as i feel! &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, curious as what i made for breakfasts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried &lt;b&gt;risotto&lt;/b&gt; friday morning, it was very tasty while it was still warm, but real nasty when it turns cold. Like heaven to hell, it gets hard and sticky c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;old. I'd describe it as "nose poop", if you understand. hahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ppl, have risotto as much as you can in warmer weather! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I tried &lt;b&gt;Lotus root soup with ribs and peanuts&lt;/b&gt; today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sisters says its okay, but i personally think it lacks something. (told you i'm a critique)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could only taste fats(from ribs) and plain lotus root despite putting it to boil for approximately 6 hours and a lot of salt (imo). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. am i lacking any other ingredients?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*btw,  no photos because i was still groggy from the lack of sleep &amp;amp; brain freeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go back to bed when the sun is up, cause the temperature is more bearable then, and sleep the day away. wtf. sadness right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to micheal's to get christmas balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Szm0SZmvSPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/81WpUK2PRRk/s400/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420561854721116402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;our christmas tree~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which gets all the heated air, because thats where its placed: before the heater. while I chill my limbs off. (ass is unsurprisingly the warmest, cause I sit so much.) tsk. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And went for a ride with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. that crazy girl was still craving for FROZEN YOGURT despite the chilly weather. o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness  it wasnt open, haha. *evil*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she brought me to a student hangout spot, to get bubble tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i force her to bring me elsewhere pretty, because it is just so boring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sucky architecture. cheap lighting. loads of "gang-ish" students hanging in the carpark. wtf.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we got to Santana Row on GPS! woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 11.20pm. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santana Row, San Jose, is sorta like Pasadena in LA (my absolute favourite place in America :D).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just lacks ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was here last year, love the concept, love the deco, but it still lacks crowd. *shrugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its "lifeless". architecture is pointless without "life" living in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then like our visit last year, we went to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Cheesecake Factory&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;, as our final stop. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Szm0MDulReI/AAAAAAAAAZk/fbStzq0jJJw/s320/DSC_0187_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420561745769219554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is their 30th Anniversary Limited Edition Chocolate Cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a combined recipe of their original Cheesecake with (my previous favourite) Chocolate Fudge Cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mm-mm-Mmm, so divine! okbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7938351850105611282?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7938351850105611282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7938351850105611282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7938351850105611282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7938351850105611282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/12/cheesecake-factory-3.html' title='Cheesecake factory! &lt;3'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Szm0SZmvSPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/81WpUK2PRRk/s72-c/DSC_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7165635161233569573</id><published>2009-12-03T12:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:31:45.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*high pitch*-"HI, HOW ARE YOU?!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;greetings from america!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do i like it so far??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm... lets say, i still have not adapt to their sense of humor. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(and spellings; its humour in British, so much more elite, dont you think? :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i also have not adapt to the way how americans are always so "happy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find this rather scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if there's a way to describe it, i supposed it'll be &lt;i&gt;"like something truly out of the storybook"&lt;/i&gt;, which is surprising because this isnt disneyland. you know what i mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i suppose its a very good practice because they are very encouraging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for example, you were invited for dinner at a restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after dinner, host asks you what do you think about the food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;normally, in malaysia, it wouldnt be odd or rude to give an honest feedback, if its bad, you can say "i didnt like it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here, you have to say "it was awesome!" and it will be more polite if you say "ummm, this is REAALLLY GOOD!" with your mouth full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cultural shock? yes indeed, considering i am such a critic. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. but i'm sure i'll adapt real fast. i hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be positive right?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2nd thing i love about america is, &lt;u&gt;Food here makes me shit everyday!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its true, &lt;b&gt;EVERY-DAY&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more Constipation! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope i didnt just jinx it by saying out loud, to the world. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love shitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they are all very pretty shits! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're all of GOLD shade. isnt this phenomenon pretty? *adores* rofl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its so amazing, we eat home cook food, with ingredients pretty much the same as malaysia, but shitting is just so easy over here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldnt figure the connection between them, what is wrong with malaysian food that causes gradual constipation? hmm... *wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;oh btw, on a totally off notice: its 8° right now. ccoooollld. my hands are freezing as i type. *bbrrrrr* :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, where was i? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;*brain freeze*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! I have something gay and proud to share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got into the highest possible english class available for international students. meaning &lt;u&gt;my english is on par with the locals!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arent you all proud of me? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand, my math sucks. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am officially back to f1-3 math level. I am gonna do algebra all over again! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i am very satisfied with my english score, my math score isnt affecting my mood. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, it was already expected considering i have not touch math for three years. :P *reasons* hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: i was thinking about posting a comparison photo of how my complexion got slightly better after coming over, but then i couldnt find a photo of my -before. so there's not much difference to just post one. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;well then, at least i wont be contaminating your eyes this time! :P hahaha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;good bye now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♥ Heidi Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;(yes, wtf, i changed my name again! hahahahaha... everyone was saying "what?!" and how they would name their DOGS terri. wtf. but anyways i guess i'll be sticking to this one, since i already introduce myself as Heidi to everyone. its another story how "heidi" came about. rofl)&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/5870687538386740865-7165635161233569573?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7165635161233569573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7165635161233569573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7165635161233569573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7165635161233569573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/12/high-pitch-hi-how-are-you.html' title='*high pitch*-&quot;HI, HOW ARE YOU?!&quot;'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-46714975028485059</id><published>2009-11-21T05:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:15:55.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought i'm not going to, but i am anyways.</title><content type='html'>omg, this post is gonna be &lt;i&gt;such a girl!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I was channel flipping then a sudden halt at channel 316, and the bar reads "BIG BOSS..." so cliche right the title? wtf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways, the opening theme was playing and it was wtf damn poor quality (damn low pixels can see graphic burst) anyonewouldinstinctivelyswitchtothenextchanneliswear, but i didnt. i dont know why, it isnt my normal behavior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next thing I know, they were speaking about personal paranormal experience, and I was glued to the screen. I love paranormal stories. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it rained again, just as it would when it strikes 3pm for the past few days. Oh i hate going out on rainy day. But I have to go exchange qing's shoes at Cotton On, because she's a size 7, and i bought size 37 for her. wtf. I get really annoyed with malaysia lah. like seriously fuck shit, there's no "STANDARDIZATION". I am a US 5.5, wears nose size 4 and miscellaneous size 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then at cotton on, there's 30+ shits. wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without a chart. wtf2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without assistant. wtf3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fair enough, the flats are really cheap, like rm60 for 2. not the cheapest i get, but moderate enough. but fuck lah. poor service makes it rather not worthy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all they have are just "pretty ppl" cashier and shop-lookouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont think such word exist, but I am positive its the right word to describe their position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, let me first declare I dont hate &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Cotton On&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find their &lt;s&gt;style&lt;/s&gt; design fairly hype, but they do lack Colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I have to say their layout is horrible. The circulation space is not designed at all. (I do believe they did not hire an interior designer, otherwise i pity the person. wtf. so many things so little space. &lt;i&gt;siii-kiam-siap!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was only one person gap walkspace through out the entire floor arrangement. (have been to OU and Pyramid, both poor but pyramid's poorer.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; small when small ppl like me could even feel stuffed in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their layout could easily be compared to cheap departmental store layouts. kid you not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose they have got the message across to me, if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"just get what you want and get out!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is what they're trying to say. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They really lack that "happy-land" thing, like in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;F21&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Topshop&lt;/b&gt;, which makes even browsing so entertaining. multicoloured merchandize and good interior is plain ♥, wont you agree? 0:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Cotton On&lt;/span&gt; is not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad too. Their &lt;s&gt;only&lt;/s&gt; plus point, "more affordable". :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to the story of shop-lookouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See both OU and SP &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;C-o&lt;/span&gt; Shop has 2 entrance/exit. of which, i could not notice any beeper (whats that thing called?) allocated near them, because the store really is just too packed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So "shop assistant" have to arrange displays and looking out for shoplifters. I do pity them for having one extra position than other same retail line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its such a turn off. like wtf. are there so many shop lifters around? shame on you malaysians! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(serious shit, just need slight observation and you may spot them eye-ing from afar if anyone is doing something queer WTF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, in conclusion, there's nothing I could do about the exchange because i lose the reciept. stupid me indeed :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously lah, thats not "everything" pun. I only bought it couple days ago (SP branch). They could easily trace back their sales for such purchase and continue with the exchange. I've done this at several international retails too. its just merely a matter of whether the shop assistants would go through the hassle to gain customer loyalty (in simmy language: customer star), or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;C-o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;tak nak&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*irrelevant info: they have weird crew, ppl who cannot speak decent english. It is stereotype of me, but its like *fish-slap-in-the-face* when English dress style is not paired with English language. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was put through 3 different employees who all could not do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, this i have to rant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went up to this best "english style" shop-lookout because there's no one at the cashier. (he was seriously eye-ing the racks when i approached him!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and told him my situation. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fyi i have this weird accent when i speak english. dont ask me which country am i imitating, i just blurt an accent. i dont know where i picked it up. wtf.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he could not understand me. and i was staring at him stupid while he stared at me stupid. wtf. then he went on with broken english phrase. no sentence structure. "exchange, you, need, bill, *draws a rectangular with 4 fingers* bill. ok? *smile*". babified. Seriously i was staring straight on at him with vulgars filling my head that couple minutes right after he spoke. wtf. and i repeated myself in a much slower pace than i usually do "yea, I understand I need a reciept for the exchange, but I dont have it. *explains specific situation* Can you please do something about it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He stared at me with a sour smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this annoyed pretty girl who so happens to pass by, flicked her eyes at me, then eye-contacting "any matter" to the guy. wtf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then "explained" in weird patched up english again to her. And i just cut him straight off to explain myself. again. (I was trying to work under than 15 mins free parking charge).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh she's awesome. She said "sorry. wait ah. TASHAAA!" *screams for "manager"*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tasha, now we all know, took several loooong minutes before attending to an upset customer (me). apparently "arranging" displays is whats more important to attract customer. but heck the whole shop looks like a mess, and there's really not much difference with her said "arrangement". serious shit am even more upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then explained my situation in my weird english accent again. and haha stupid floor manager Tasha stereotype back at me. HAHA! and carried on her explain of exchange policy in pure malaysian slang. damn pain to the ears, from some one who dress US now. she's in Uggs. in malaysia. wtf? Wannabe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then pleaded with puppy eyes. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;cause fuck i'm short. i couldnt do the stare. i mean i could, if only i'm seated along everyone.&lt;/span&gt; while explaining the whole situation again. catching a plane, the receipt is not with me, could not make it in time really! what am i to do with a pair of shoes i could not wear? hello, please help? be a little more flexible. PLEASEEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and again PURE MALAYSIAN SLANG "cannot. i understand your situation *damn unconvincing look* but i cant do anything cause i cannot write a report without your receipt *stereotype look*"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then stated out, there's like 721827319387 of the same kind, you could have easily just switch it for me, (and it hit me, i could have just do the weird thing, switch the shoes right off, and walk out. since there's not techy device anyways. fuck.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion: "cannot!" straight on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuckkker.. damn stupid lah seriuosly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought ppl nowadays are supposed to be smarter? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are suppose to practice quick thinking at problem solving, and should be fairly more customer service-able after years of experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heck I even gain knowledge as to how to handle a difficult customer through my young years of shopping experience, yet they cant even achieve "peace solution" despite being "floor manager".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not the most difficult customer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave up, just as the 15 minutes timeframe ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MD. these stupid shoes are now rm61 for ONE workable pair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh by the way, another good practice Tasha owns. She gave mom the store line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sunway Pyramid. Cotton On.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;03-5631 0759.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being very upset too, mom dialed the number just as we left pyramid. explains how very upset she is about their service, and offer if we could to write them a feedback for the report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TASHA said "ow.. *pause* erm, can i call you back please? i'm with a xxx right now. thanks." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she never called back. mom tries again every hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st she was on break, next she's busy... wont you be fed up with some manager like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Good PR" definitely *sarcasm*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, in resort, I feedback-ed on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cottonon.com.au/"&gt;www.cottonon.com.au&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;. I know it would not be much help, especially with the HQ overseas, but there's no malaysian website. you couldnt even find malaysia in the "branches" provided on site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*jump*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now happy moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally self-altered my online-bought pink blazer. with the help of lovely &lt;a href="http://deardreammaker.blogspot.com/"&gt;DDM&lt;/a&gt; owner, kacy's sewing machine! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;followed tightly with my first L4D play with Eiko-unnie, Loo2-unnie and CY dongseang. ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By far the &lt;b&gt;best online game&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that i play much, heehee. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reach home around 2am. when to clean and prepare for bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bloghopped for a while and saw halloween pictures on &lt;a href="http://thy-dowager.blogspot.com/"&gt;thy-dowager.blogspot&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lie on bed at 3+. and suddenly realize. heck i think i have too much paranormal story for a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and started &lt;s&gt;hallucinating&lt;/s&gt; imagining smokers, ju-ons and the witch all around my room. On my closet, from the toilet door, and shadows under the room door to the family hall. wtf. until i got too tired and eventually fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why am i awake (again) and typing such long stories right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;NIGHTMARE!&lt;/b&gt; obviously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf. i woke at 5.30. by some freakish paranormal attack without a gun to back me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i have is the remnants of cotton twine strings (architecture model materials) and thread (I was sewing these days) around the room. wtf. sad&lt;i&gt;-nya&lt;/i&gt;. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, this tvb drama aunty who always acts as psychic, alerted the paranormal by sewing on the sewing machine &lt;u&gt;in my room&lt;/u&gt;, during a thunderstorm. I'm not sure if its a &lt;i&gt;pantang&lt;/i&gt; hour she sew at, or if she sew the raindolls (Teru teru bozu) too ugly and angered it. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then *gradual dramatic thunder strikes* and old black and white flickering screen on my laptop, the possessed white cloth (half way through production) came flying to attack me. heck i dunno how that tvb aunty just disappears after snickering at me when she triggered them. such a witch! ugh. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i tied the incomplete possessed doll with the first thing i grab from my study table, cotton twine strings. and started smashing it agains the wall. and it bleed. wtf? scarily, my door was stuck open by an unknown force just as i shouted from my room for my parents. for help and also for company. I heard my mom's reply from her room and walk cautiously towards my room door, with the bleeding *dead?* incomplete one in my arm for "bail". which i then face to face with a 3meters UGLY raindoll outside the family hall window. wtf.wtf.wtf. it was so sad hanging/flying there in the rain, staring at me (if it has eyes). so even more dramatically scary with the thunder lighting. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not be bothered as it stared &amp;amp; put a curse on me while I staggered towards my parents room and fiddled with the door knob. I only got into the room after several desperate attempt. But mom and dad wasnt there as i heard them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O_O SCARY ISNT IT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtff.. i think i hate halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. okay now i shall sleep. in peace. its 8am. already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"goodnight" ♥&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/5870687538386740865-46714975028485059?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/46714975028485059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=46714975028485059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/46714975028485059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/46714975028485059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-thought-im-not-going-to-but-i-am.html' title='i thought i&apos;m not going to, but i am anyways.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2102311418384654801</id><published>2009-11-13T10:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:18:04.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning. *sarcasm*</title><content type='html'>hello, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;10.24am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand those who have to wake up early for work and school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may whine "fuck, why do i have school/work! T.T"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its actually cool to have school/work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its great that you have something to wake up for in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;breakfast is the most important meal of the day!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do agree, but i also stand by a point where &lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;it must be a lovely meal worth break-fast to!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; otherwise, the day would just go downhill. i kid you not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for an off-time student, there's absolute no reason for me to wake up early in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find waking up solely for "breakfast", is the stupidest thing ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;(1)&lt;u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;because there's absolutely no "lovely break-fast" around&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hawkers these days are sucky. Either they get the food right or the drinks right, its rather amusing they can never master both. its not like these hawkers have 2 jobs. they have "professional coffee ppl" and "professional noodle ppl" and still they cant complement each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;(2)&lt;u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;because aside from having your breakfast, you have nothing else to do&lt;/u&gt; except watching bugs wheezing about, and you cant kill them cause if you do you have absolutely nothing to entertain yourself. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont even rmb having a "favourite breakfast corner" in recent years, reason isnt because i never wake up early enough for them but there's just no "good breakfast" to look forward anymore. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am serious, I have this theory &lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Good food only starts at brunch&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; it is reinforced by the years, you wouldnt read if i continue to rant on details of sucky morning hawkers. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! at least SABD days still have lovely sandwiches to start the day, even if it is slightly overpriced &amp;amp; without drink, because we usually have our breakfast bought to class&lt;b&gt; :D good days! ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well at least i didnt have reason to sulk because the drink is sucky. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, &lt;u&gt;in conclusion, breakfast is a waste of time, waste of energy.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then why am I awake you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simple. my mom wants me to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and do you wanna know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;the way she cheats me out of bed&lt;/span&gt; this morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;"I HAVE TO GO TO KL TO GET MY VISA, QUICK WAKE UP!" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, the sound of the city woke me. wtf. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent been to the city for sooo long, i miss Pavillion, Bukit Bintang, and KLCC. why in particular, i could not answer. I just miss walking around these places. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;force myself into the shower because i have a very nasty morning temper whenever i dont get my 9 hours sleep. and i knew they were gonna force me to some sucky breakfast first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;P/S: I got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;conned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; to wake up for breakfast. they already left for the city while i'm still doing my hair, and didnt even told me until i called them at their favourite morning canteen with sucky food and drink. yes i am pissed. but wtf. imma go to kl now! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2102311418384654801?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2102311418384654801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2102311418384654801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2102311418384654801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2102311418384654801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-morning-sarcasm.html' title='good morning. *sarcasm*'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6998146935988470918</id><published>2009-11-05T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:14:46.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impatient.</title><content type='html'>I know the key to having a harmonious relationship with an elderly person requires &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;more patient&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;and I can be patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; when i'm doing work. I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; on the highway. I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; while eating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; sitting infront of the dumbbox researching most of the time just so i could get something smart out of it. I can be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; spending time doing proposals which i might never use. I am so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, I would smile and wait my turn when there's a line and most ppl would have just cut the queue to demand faster attendance. I can be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; spending all my time trying out/learning new programs by myself, if I want to. I will wait &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;ly if anyone finds it difficult in finding the right words before helping (if i know the word/term). I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, thus I knit. and I can be more &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, if you speak to me in a less stressful tone (&lt;b&gt;never &lt;/b&gt;scream/shout/high tone on me &lt;u&gt;please&lt;/u&gt;. no big baby tones too. i'll &lt;s&gt;slap&lt;/s&gt; memalukan you or ignore you indefinitely.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sadly, my grandma can only speaks in high tones or SHOUTS. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;except for that 3 times a day when she's eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my respond? very similar to "talk to the hand!" (cause she's my grandma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T,.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*thunder-slapped by GOD*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-6998146935988470918?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6998146935988470918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6998146935988470918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6998146935988470918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6998146935988470918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/11/impatient.html' title='impatient.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-846898287548244047</id><published>2009-10-29T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:51:00.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note. THE DATE.</title><content type='html'>yes, I know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halloween's around the corner!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I've got an invite from&lt;i&gt; the youngsters&lt;/i&gt; for a night at the curve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole plan, i'm not quite sure, but considering i'm currently ridiculously low on social level, of course I said YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, there is something that is troubling me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;My issue is : I AM CURRENTLY HAVING A RIDICULOUSLY BAD SKIN, should I still proceed wearing dramatic make-up for the night, for the fun of the holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may be a &lt;b&gt;meh! &lt;/b&gt;*waves away hand motion* for alot of people about my said issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its so dejecting to even look my face in the mirror i kid you not. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, truth be told, I have actually decide to go make-up free. For I just had my face cleansed by certified beautician, and is actually scheduling for a thorough cleansing treatment next week, which would not be cheap. Mainly because I am leaving in a month time and could not afford risking this scraped face any further. HAHA. lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, of course I wont have such lame post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come across this awesome 15 year old on &lt;u&gt;youtube&lt;/u&gt;, who's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She've got some awesome halloween make up tutorials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;among my favourite, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/NikkieTutorials#p/a/u/1/H7Jlc9bJMJg"&gt;Freddy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/NikkieTutorials#p/u/8/O8JVN0qx2UU"&gt;Heatherette&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys should really try them out, if you decide to haunt on the 31st night that is. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(where do i find the embed codes from youtube?! i am indeed failing in this digital world. T.T) wuu~ *haunts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&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/5870687538386740865-846898287548244047?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/846898287548244047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=846898287548244047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/846898287548244047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/846898287548244047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/10/note-date.html' title='note. THE DATE.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1342831169071566631</id><published>2009-10-19T15:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:21:04.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble tea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Stwdef-fZNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/YGxwkm6XkKM/s1600-h/DSC_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Stwdef-fZNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/YGxwkm6XkKM/s320/DSC_0018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394218863499896018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bubble Jasmine Green Tea~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;while I was savoring this lovely cold drink on such warm day like &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;everyday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suddenly I read..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;為瞎眯人死後身體&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;會冰冰的？？？？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;因為心靜自然涼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in english:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Why are corpse cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Because find peace, and we would be cooled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am defeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;whats the true intention of such message?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"enjoy a cup of bubble tea, and you would find peace, just like a corpse"&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;=_=" w.t.f.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1342831169071566631?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1342831169071566631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1342831169071566631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1342831169071566631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1342831169071566631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/10/bubble-tea.html' title='bubble tea.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Stwdef-fZNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/YGxwkm6XkKM/s72-c/DSC_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1472866220253221592</id><published>2009-10-10T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:51:51.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Tweety's Good.&lt;div&gt;He's slowly getting back his body temperature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;:D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I have cool friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are so cool I find myself consulting a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on Digital stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on beauty regime and products. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;aren't they the coolest?? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1472866220253221592?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1472866220253221592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1472866220253221592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1472866220253221592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1472866220253221592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/10/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-8807047723202852283</id><published>2009-10-10T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:44:18.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you may question, why this blog is so full of emoness.</title><content type='html'>I may answer, because i am an overly sensitive individual.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been a year and 3 days in exact, since the day &lt;i&gt;Lucky&lt;/i&gt; passed away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i woke up to a huge accommodation downstairs, whereby the maid and dad was trying to feed Tweety a quarter dose of Panadol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single memory of Lucky's final couple days came flooding back vividly. Immediate mourn overwhelm me, and I turn grey on a fine sunny saturday's morning. I am pissed with daddy, who then encouraged mommy's idea in feeding lucky a panadol. He never learns the lesson. And I am even more pissed with the maid, for out of sincerity I tried to communicate with her in Malay, but she is ignorant to do as she was told. She even has the gut to continue feeding him after I told her to stop (without my notice of course, because I went out). Later on added "look, he's doing fine, he even ate a whole bowl of dog biscuits! :D". yes I am very pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may comfort me by saying, Its only a quarter dose, it should not be enough to do something fatal. I hope so too. I googled again, as I did a year ago, and the answer to "Is it safe to feed dogs Panadols?" is still not concluded. Some say it is fatal, especially to cats. some says it is fatal depending on dog breeds. some says its not. but none, gave me the exact answer, in regard to small dogs. You may also say, if you're so insecure, visit a vet. I had, after lucky's death, I've questioned 3 vets, from different animal clinics, and i got, "its more advisable to give them aspirin."(got hope, but not answering), "its okayyy~ its ok!" (damn selambar kind), and the best answer I got, "I dont think taking 2 dose of panadol pill within this 2 days was the kill for your dog." (with an extremely unconvincing look on his face, i bet he's a fresh graduate and is not quite sure except some books said so.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to convince myself, it should be too light to make any damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's napping right now, because its such a hot day (although i dont feel it at all being indoor), and its already his nap time (it really is). But his body temperature is colder than usual, which reminds me so bad, that couple days how Lucky's felt too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;praying for the best. please let Tweety be safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-8807047723202852283?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/8807047723202852283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=8807047723202852283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8807047723202852283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8807047723202852283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-may-question-why-this-blog-is-so.html' title='you may question, why this blog is so full of emoness.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6629675910839123779</id><published>2009-10-08T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:16:29.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那 人生的第一次s</title><content type='html'>第一次品尝&lt;b&gt;苦茶&lt;/b&gt;。。。&lt;div&gt;果真 &lt;b&gt;很&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;苦&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-6629675910839123779?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6629675910839123779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6629675910839123779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6629675910839123779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6629675910839123779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/10/s.html' title='那 人生的第一次s'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-8262691460999644569</id><published>2009-10-06T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:58:09.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid, i'm only TWENTY ONE!</title><content type='html'>accompanying my dad, I brought my grandmother to the hospital today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know what went wrong, besides maybe (1) I was in the passenger seat, (2) there's only the three of us, and (3) I have bad skin ;(. (3) is damn sad ok, i'm so depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accordingly, I first greeted the wheelchair attendant, then the receptionist, proceeding to emergency attendants #1, following, valet attendant (to retrieve her previous medicines), again to emergency attendant #1, with #2, #3, and dr.A, a little later, attendant #4 and Dr.C., then administrations, and finally HDU attendant #1 &amp;amp; #2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you may have guessed, from my title, I had my very first AGE GUESS impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. very "thunder storm" kind. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;T.T wuuu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emergency attendants #1, #4, dr. A (damn degrading ok doctor, no caps for you!), valet attendant, administrations, and HDU attendant #1, all asked me the same question separately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"So you are.... the daughter of the patient?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*thunder*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mind you my grandmother is 80 y.o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how the eff is a then 60 y.o. able to fertilize me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even a 50 y.o. could not be healthy enough to fertilize someone as healthy as me ok. (despite being small in size, i'm perfectly perfect!) and fucking degrading, myself, to even think myself as a presumable 30 y.o. just to entertain your low mentality. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i am very pissed and i doubt their profession (5 out of 6 is of "health service" department. now you see malaysians standard. ouch.). wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;babi. i do hate hospitals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankfully, they gave me reason to hate them more today. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : apparently someone's curry is more important than listening to my once-in-many-weeks, whats more, first AGE IMPACT story. tsk. &gt;:[&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-8262691460999644569?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/8262691460999644569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=8262691460999644569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8262691460999644569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8262691460999644569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/10/stupid-im-only-twenty-one.html' title='stupid, i&apos;m only TWENTY ONE!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2674296802891025453</id><published>2009-10-05T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T01:55:44.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>채미이는데? :)</title><content type='html'>Some might not know, but I live in an awesomely strict guarded neighborhood. (yes, I am proud of it.)&lt;div&gt;We have an elite security system, where guest must first register at our guard house. Next, a call from the guard house to the visiting household for confirmation before being let in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt this awesome? I feel so elite. lol. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today I had the funniest call ever from the guard on duty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situation: Dad and I was returning upon dinner, cousin and family was held up at the guard house.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cous.: Hey, there's a slight problem, they're not letting us in, i'll pass you on, hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Guard: Hello, this is from guard house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Me: Yes, Hi. *gives address and details*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Guard: Hello, I tried calling your house, but no one's answering *clears throat* no one's pick up the phone *clears throat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Me: huh? (grandma and the maid's at home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Guard: *clears throat* no one .... &lt;b&gt;they only speak chinese!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bwahahahaha. I laughed so hard after hanging up, my dad's looking at me funny. hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isnt this interesting? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Anyways, had an interesting outing with kacy after such a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Had lunch at Ikea, and went for a walk at the curve sunday market. just like old days. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;It was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;What's more interesting is that after such long time apart, we still eye the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Diam Cake, weave bag, mini hats... There's actually more than mentioned, but i couldnt recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Haha, with this girl, its a surprise how we got to know each other better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;The first impression of this girl came to me only after 5 years knowing "such person is in my school". (Lol, I dont rmb ppl who I dont have class with, but then again, I dont rmb all my classmates either *falls*) When I always ponteng to her class, and one day laughed very cartoonishly at what Ivy had said, which she (ivy) then pointed out that we (kacy and me) laugh alike. Similar prom clothes (which she wears it better), sunday markets &amp;amp; boutique shopping (skip the malls! but still she does it better, her nick IS shopaholic), not to forget... 동방신기! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Rather comforting to know bits of this special connection still remains till today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;To say it in korean: 신기내? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: Kacy, the spaghetti straps you got me, fits perfect! thanks babe. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s 2: Its been awhile since I said "spaghetti straps", all of the similar kind I have, I call them "singlets". But this is too lady for me to call it that. Its been awhile, since I get new lady tops for my closet too. me love. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s 3: The pretty spaghetti straps kacy bought me, is made of bright red checkered cloth, folded in a neat rectangular. I jump at first glance because I only register:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Tablecloth!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;hahahahaha. :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Sleep tight everyone 0:)&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/5870687538386740865-2674296802891025453?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2674296802891025453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2674296802891025453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2674296802891025453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2674296802891025453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='채미이는데? :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6949241081472710834</id><published>2009-09-24T23:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T03:01:42.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) I am back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Excuse me for procrastinating for so long.&lt;/div&gt;have finally sent mr.kent off on monday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee, notice i've smiley faces even though its not exactly the brightest days?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am truly contented &lt;3&lt;div&gt;where have i been for this one month time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;answer: spending time with the boy. (obviously)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;never alone, but its still good. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not weep at the gates, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause he told me not to + I dont know most of them who sends him off.&lt;br /&gt;very challenging ok, for someone who weeps so easily. :(&lt;br /&gt;no doubt, i got very emo when i got home. I am quite impressed by myself. manage to tahan all the way from KLIA through dinner then home, which was 2 hours later, before emo-ing infront of mr.mbp, in my room. *wow* &lt;div&gt;even my mom was shocked, she thought i'd be crying cat and dogs &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; i got home. she was so worried. hahaha.&lt;3&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, it was a lovely month. &lt;/div&gt;+ he's enjoying Portsmouth, and SPEAKING ENGLISH. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;impressive, his english is getting more fluent, and slowly diffusing the thick malaysian accent after only three days.  i'm so proud of him :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;333&lt;div&gt; yes, everything's good. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Oh yes, as i promised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; birthday gift i got myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SrunnmbiuWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/c-ApWoPlglA/s320/IMG_3760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385082078224365922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; notice anything??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;jeng jeng jeng..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SrunnFrGc7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/VDiDqv8BkbA/s320/IMG_3750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385082069431251890" /&gt;yes, i got my wisdom tooth extracted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mwahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Love Faye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**oh btw, its really quite nice, tho shocking to see how close his family is, as in BIG family, uncle aunties cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, i've never seen this huge sending off group. say, i supposed it was over 20ppl. no joke, it was 20+ sending ONE off.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its just me, being &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt; or should i say too "in"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-6949241081472710834?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6949241081472710834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6949241081472710834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6949241081472710834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6949241081472710834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-back.html' title=':) I am back.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SrunnmbiuWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/c-ApWoPlglA/s72-c/IMG_3760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7505155327895811190</id><published>2009-09-03T12:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:11:54.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored! &gt;:[</title><content type='html'>Urgh. I still could not find my camera transfer cable, so i can not show you what i got myself for my birthday :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neither could i upload pictures from the recent trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;my dear lovely friends, worry not! :)&lt;br&gt;i am quite thick skin when it comes to friends matter, dont you forget.&lt;br&gt;as annoying as i may be, i would still continue bugging you guys. so fret not! ;)&lt;br&gt;lol.&lt;br&gt;the previous post is just to remind myself to be more hardworking in meeting everyone, and making myself more available when you need help :)&lt;br&gt;Hwaiting! :D &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the traffic, it was a fresh experience i had with Cameron Highland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause with my family, its always check in-steamboat-sleep-petai-home ritual. hahahaha. i am serious, it is that simple and sweet/boring. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone's quite surprise when they asked me what to do and i said "i dunno!" and i am serious. cause i never go to the market. I dont love strawberries. I dont love corns. Cactus can not survive in my hand. [I think all plants dies in my hand; and here i am gonna majoring in environmental study. wtf. its irrelevant anyways :P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time tho, we visited the &lt;b&gt;Night market&lt;/b&gt;, first time having sweet potato balls(?), seeing heck loads of strawberries, kena by some "smart" vendor who sells "made from china" cameron merchandise(wtf? hahahaha), bargaining without much success, very limited mushrooms. nothing fresh, but was overall pleasant due to the cool weather. me love! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEAMBOAT&lt;/b&gt;. me love! me love! but sadly Camerons steamboat restaurants could never make soups as good as china steamboats. anyhow, i still had fun. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kea Farm&lt;/b&gt;, kinda boring, cause every stalls sells similar items, and the sun was high and wind "tamed". no pretty potted pink daisy for sale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they have every other green thing tho. :) oh! and i only realize cameron markets is more pleasant cause they aint icky, cause they dont sell meat! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so much cleaner than our usual market. Which is why i dont go to markets back on flat land (subang) mwahaha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rose Valley&lt;/b&gt;, Lots of lovely daisies and i think those are called poppies (if not wrong, i learn them from sims! no joke.) Yet the sun was so fierce despite the cool wind. I got a slight sunburn on my back and a strip across my cheekbones and nose. *damn proud, first time having sunburn on my flat cheekbones. wtf haha!* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, i also realize i got them from a hill instead of beach, haha, laugh. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cactus valley/Strawberry farm&lt;/b&gt;(?) for awesome AWESOME AWESOME strawberry shake. :9 yumm, it was love love love. i must emphasize. :))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we had strawberry waffles, strawberry pancakes &amp;amp; strawberry sundae too. The waffles are still good, the rest however, i'd say... pictures are deceiving. haha. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! how could i forget the scary single lane for 2 way drive to the well-known &lt;b&gt;Sungai Palas BOH Tea Plantation&lt;/b&gt; with their new over-the-hedge cantilever structure, that has GREEN VALUE? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The raw-materials, cantilever, light concept of the tourist centre is beautiful, the green rows of tea hedge all over the hills are also spectacular. it is very serene indeed, i could stay here forever. hahaha. No doubt, being the snob that i am, of course i could pick out flaws still. wtf. (i think you see this coming didnt you? ;P) ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;personal speaking, as appealing as the "tea walk" propose, I think it was surprisingly short. It was too short to be remembered or commented on. You could argue that it consider elders and children respond, but the steps are rather steep for elders, so i'd say it was applied inappropriately for that purpose. For healthy youngsters, it is sorta like a small children play ground. "skip-climb-slide" done. :) slight disappointment for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd highly recommend the other path. made of fine tar road (fine cause they dont have sudden sinks, malaysians know how "nice" our roads could be). Perfect for elders and kids :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It still have the same pleasant view of the green cup as far as you can see, with our very own tropical rainforest canopy for shading &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on our way back to KL, &lt;b&gt;Waterfall&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also bought fresh-lovely-totally-sweet wild &lt;b&gt;PETAI&lt;/b&gt;, from the aboriginals :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they sell the best petais ever! me LOVE! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ookay, i'm going out to meet tracy, who fell sick on my birthday. haha. bye~ &lt;3s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7505155327895811190?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7505155327895811190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7505155327895811190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7505155327895811190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7505155327895811190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html' title='bored! &gt;:['/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-8605359991570429984</id><published>2009-08-29T00:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:00:40.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;How do you do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these simple phrases, I believe was the first two sentences we learn in language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chinese:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;你好吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(ni hao ma?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apa Khabar?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;안녕하세요?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Annyeonghasaeyo?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;元気ですか？&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (konnichiwa! genkidesuka?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple eh?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, I dont say enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel rather down today.&lt;br /&gt;actually, it has not been my best week, but today's the day where it topped it.&lt;br /&gt;One of my bestest friend, caught the flu.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for her not to get anymore sicker. please oh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, It has been a long time since I dont enjoy my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Younger, I would dislike it because I could never have my birthday celebration in school. Not that I have a lot of friends to appreciate that. But still, I think it’s pretty awesome to have such big party no? PLUS, we could have that one extra free period! :P haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would wake up in Malaysia on the 31st of August, switch the TV set to Merdeka Parade, and get on with my normal day routine. Ppl ask, if I ever got any privilege for being a national day baby, I dont know, I have never come across any and no they do not send stuff to your house just because its your birthday. Maybe there was such privilege but I miss it because I was lucky enough to be born with a spoon? :) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thank you GOD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I loved how its a home tradition for me to get WESTERN FOOD for my birthday. I lovee steak on my birthday. Savour it once in awhile and its heaven! Have it every other day and its charkeoytiao. I loved how close our family was, having all FIVE of us together, sharing out dishes, drinking underage under guardian, talking, laughing, poking, and having the best dessert to call the night. Everything taste extra incredible with them around. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I started celebrating with my friends, a day before, two-days before.. the next thing I know I am celebrating a week ahead through a week later.&lt;br /&gt;Yeapp, 2 weeks celebration! It was a blast. I have awesome family and friends. :D :D :D &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, My elder sis flew off, and the family dinner is incomplete to be as fun. It was still OKAY, as I have numerous friends to keep me busy for two weeks still :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I lose contact with those not so keen to befriend. And reduced to a week's celebration. I was still truly contented, because, hey, friends come and go, true friends stay. No? :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my sisters and most of my lovely friends have flown and I became more introvert than before, I suppose. Then, I remember myself as the one who said everything even though improper at times; Now, I remain quiet most of the time, Just because. Considering that I am already quite a quiet person, it is not a good practice, instead of thinking what to say next or rephrasing my words, I got so used to being quiet I sometimes miss that its my turn to speak. haha. It is embarrassing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I pondered the definition of &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the Chinese saying&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; "有难同挡，有福同享"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; links closely with FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I learnt from my true chinese-speaking friends.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry, I do not know how to translate this part, and do correct me if my words are used wrongly :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize today, I myself, not "friend" enough to my remaining friends. (I know sounds damn ah lian, excuse me. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;I know I have perform badly when its pretty much, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"有福没人享"&lt;/span&gt; now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;To my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not cared as often even though I understand the purpose of those words at the beginning of this post.&lt;br /&gt;I am unreachable on mobile, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;I say all the wrong things at all the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;I very paiseh, to request for outings/yumcha sessions, just because I fear that those little request might be a burden to my friends who are either working or studying, unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;I still say all the improper things. :(&lt;br /&gt;I am such a snob, its a party pooper to have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I thank you all for putting up with me this far. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry, I would not remain upset, it’s my 21st year and I am keen to do better at being a friend. Compromise with me alright? 0:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; more days to go! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*** edit! ***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;GUESS WHAT I GOT MYSELF FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be disclosed later! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;heee~&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/5870687538386740865-8605359991570429984?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/8605359991570429984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=8605359991570429984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8605359991570429984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8605359991570429984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html' title='Hello, :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-8490680952077222653</id><published>2009-08-25T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T04:38:18.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh. midnight post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I woke up to pee and now i couldnt get back to sleep. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept at 2, went to the toilet an hour ago. kept rolling till i gave up (now). wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm... I suppose I shall go search for good movies to stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am I such a light sleeper?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-8490680952077222653?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/8490680952077222653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=8490680952077222653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8490680952077222653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/8490680952077222653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/08/urgh-midnight-post.html' title='urgh. midnight post.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7335615361954543312</id><published>2009-08-23T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:31:51.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love him. I love him. I love him.</title><content type='html'>for being a woman. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*rofl*&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/5870687538386740865-7335615361954543312?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7335615361954543312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7335615361954543312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7335615361954543312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7335615361954543312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-him-i-love-him-i-love-him.html' title='I love him. I love him. I love him.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7896049770647876746</id><published>2009-08-15T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:06:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- de.advertisement by kent-</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;do not&lt;/b&gt;, i stress. &lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt; buy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BROTHER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; merchandise!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*edit*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it is near to impossible to get replacements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;examples: printer inks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7896049770647876746?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7896049770647876746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7896049770647876746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7896049770647876746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7896049770647876746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/08/deadvertisement-by-kent.html' title='- de.advertisement by kent-'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3598052476260450420</id><published>2009-08-05T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:30:15.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in destiny?</title><content type='html'>I flipped a coin, betting on head-melbourne, tail-uk.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;answer: head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I flipped it again, unsatisfied. switching the bet. (head-uk, tail-melbourne)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;answer: tail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still unsatisfied, I retreated to the one option that seems decent and sincere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;..going Vegetarian.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proposing that if i get into oxford brookes. NOT first years. then i would go on for another month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;result: 1st year or foundation year offer. (conditional offer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey sf, maybe its time to realize that there is such thing as &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; and yours isnt in the uk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;P/S: thanks tracy :) with your bungee jump joke. i know it was unintentional, but it reminded me about destiny. maybe it is what it is afterall. &lt;3&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/5870687538386740865-3598052476260450420?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3545007389322877759</id><published>2009-08-05T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:58:23.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>迷惘</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;身边的朋友都看到我miss掉的重点。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我还是很自私。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;心里依然放不下那英国学校。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;放不下那第一个选择。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;还是很想埋头在这不是人的专业。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;固执。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;是好&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;。。。还是坏？&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-3545007389322877759?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3545007389322877759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3545007389322877759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3545007389322877759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3545007389322877759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='迷惘'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4921382951924460286</id><published>2009-08-01T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:19:10.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>well past my bedtime.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i cant sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to stress about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grad school is decided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not uk. but us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not architecture. but towards business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely have reasons to the decision made, and i dont think it would be a bad move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what else is bothering me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suppose it could simply be boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont have enough of today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;*edit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i suppose i can elaborate since i couldnt get sleep anyway. (no i am not on caffeine, the nearest i got to it was... green tea bun and ice lemontea. wtf? shouldnt be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; bad right?? O_O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;So, today have been incredibly short!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; i so look forward to the whole week, just flew by so fast and its already saturday, yet i only did ONE out of THREE things i look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;but i realize several things today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;1- I loathe dentists. and their clinics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;(yes, note the S. went to several different clinics and i still hate them respectively; except this one old man whom i dont hate, but would be perfect if he speaks less. :P ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Someone should teach them about efficiency, thats what APPOINTMENTS are for in the first place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;2- KTM suck. big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i felt like a lost lamb. wtf dont make me sound so innocent. i felt like a lost limb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;yes. it was torment to get stuck in there with 1o898237427434 other ppl, and most of them stink of sweat, due to after work hours. and fuck why must the train stop so frequently which conveniently also shuts its aircon. wtf. i was literally suffocated by sweats and sticky hairy arms around me wtffff. and it took me more or less 45 mins to just get from sentral to subang platform. WTF! eww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;never in my life would i take another ktm train. ever! mark my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;3- i am really emo-influenced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;4- i hate departures. (everyone's flying off soon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;5- i love talking to someone, anyone close before i go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;6- i love ma, qing, yan, kent, tracy. for always being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;7- i love grandma for turning better and not asking me to kill her anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;8- i love seeing grandma laugh. and smile. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;9- i love staring at the sky. and green grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;10- i love coming home. i just hate coming home to silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;11- i love going out, but i miss home when i'm out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;13- i love cuddling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;14- i &lt;s&gt;wanna&lt;/s&gt; need a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;15- i wanna meet my tracy bad! :(&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/5870687538386740865-4921382951924460286?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4921382951924460286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4921382951924460286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4921382951924460286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4921382951924460286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/08/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3574893453066987254</id><published>2009-07-28T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:22:15.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL. how come i never learn?? lol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sm7z585u7GI/AAAAAAAAAY0/12W6gQEOdt0/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363492383171210338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ookay, i know my life's getting boring when my posts evolves around FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is so funny i have to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, its not the point about how a BARN is my dream house. (i know its like doot.doot.doot.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But way before i play this quiz, I was LOL-ing at how &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; on my sis's fb could have a barn as a dream house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thats the result i get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However this is not the first time this happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;months before, i was laughing at how &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt; could have "PAIN" as a mask. (fb quizzes too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no doubt, i had the cream smacked right on my face too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahahahaha. &lt;b&gt;tsk tsk. tell me just why wont i learn?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok maybe i can tell you the answer: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause i love laughing at myself too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ;P *rofl*&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;*** edit ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look what qing comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sm762PL7nrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2GLvsRmUEgs/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363500015941295794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 135px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-3574893453066987254?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3574893453066987254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3574893453066987254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3574893453066987254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3574893453066987254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-how-come-i-never-learn-lol.html' title='LOL. how come i never learn?? lol.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sm7z585u7GI/AAAAAAAAAY0/12W6gQEOdt0/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2403819187884524365</id><published>2009-07-21T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:33:47.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First: Talking to a paper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am talking/rehearsing to a paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rofl*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kk, imma back to the paper, got a speaking test to attend in 13 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodluck to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;P/S: its IELTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do pray for me please &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;0:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have a nice day~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2403819187884524365?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2403819187884524365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2403819187884524365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2403819187884524365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2403819187884524365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-talking-to-paper.html' title='My First: Talking to a paper.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5826504207272623489</id><published>2009-07-21T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:15:45.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not act like you know me dude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;**WARNING! Not gonna even attempt to be nice.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SmXHcC2yKOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DDlE6opBh4E/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SmXNfTh6EpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ba4l3toZk4s/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360916869156573842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SmXHcC2yKOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DDlE6opBh4E/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;wtf. damn boh liao this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;All we have in common is just... oh yes. we were in USAHA. (like that was my choice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;goodness, i would not even do anything to get to know this guy honestly, he's so sad he's bugging me just because he knows me and qing, BY OUR NAMES. fullstop. wtf. (i am serious! that is just &lt;u&gt;exactly&lt;/u&gt; how far he knows us!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;why do i only hate him, when there's like 23724y1243774 other ppl who knows us sisters too? I have no idea, oh wait, i do, cause he's the saddest among all. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^ hey dear nigel,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please dont act like you know me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont even know why are you being so excited about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so happens you know me and my sis does not mean you know anything about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so stop trying desperately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like what the fuck does it have to do with you when my dad keeps the bottle away? NONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you wanna know why? Cause we wouldnt invite you over for anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So really, you could just keep everything to urself, and if you cant, dont "faye" here and there, cause frankly speaking you dont know shits bout me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all you know about is, i was one of ur ex-classmate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, maybe now you know something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dislike you nosing into &lt;s&gt;other ppl's&lt;/s&gt;MY life especially when its for joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go dig a hole and entertain urself instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-5826504207272623489?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5826504207272623489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5826504207272623489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5826504207272623489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5826504207272623489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-not-act-like-you-know-me-dude.html' title='Do not act like you know me dude.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SmXNfTh6EpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ba4l3toZk4s/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6120464003221423069</id><published>2009-07-20T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:36:42.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I did a deed that i am ashamed of.</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i last took a LRT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the last time i rode one would be.... mid/early last year? not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;things like this wont happen with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;seth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;kent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;heehee :) love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the LRT today because i have to attend ielts workshop at IDP centre in wisma selangor Dredging, in the city, cause the subang branch doesnt have sufficient students to hold them. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the reason why i did not take my car instead is because, i'm a very nice person who cares bout the environment thus do not encourage single drivers to the city which would burden the traffic congestion and further burn unnecessary fuel which would eventually leads on to further global warming and omg everyone of you should really not depend on air conditional anymore if you want the weather to cool down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont that sound nice? 0:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok enough bullcrap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not nice, even though half of that is true, but the primary reason&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; i am not driving to KL is because, i hate traffic jams, the ridiculously expensive parking rate, some more traffics, getting lost, one way streets, and f*ck i just missed that turning, now how do i get back drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, indeed i am a very selfish person, so all these things comes naturally to me to retreat back to the LRT solution instead. &lt;i&gt;still an 0:) wtf haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, back to LRT. &lt;s&gt;it surprises me,&lt;/s&gt; ok slash that. it disgusts me so much that the moment i step foot into the train, I was so overwhelm with how low maintained this used-to-be-so-lovely transport has turned to, I just stood and gawk-ed for a good 10 seconds before i went to get a seat. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boo! the Light Rail Transit was one of the proudest thing i had for malaysia. no doubt, they still remain their efficiency, but the lack of "powdering" is not making them look any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite dramatic that for that 10 seconds standing stunt at the cabin door, stupid questions like "am i on the right train?" "is this REALLY the LRT?" "did they change anything?" "this is the kelana jaya station right?" actually ran twice in my little brain, ending with a "should i go back to my car right now?" before i went to get a seat when answers from the previous paragraph kicks in. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, i was hungry and sleepy, and a little snappy this noon staring at the "no food and drink" sign in the train the whoooole time, while holding on to my take away. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i know i'm sucha chicken :(, but i have reasons! see above that sign reads another sign that says "no smoking" so if i made a move to just eat in the train since it is approximately an hour ride anyways, some smoker on the train could be encouraged to just "puff along" anyways. see i so civilized. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;f*ck i seriously couldnt save myself if i'm this etiquette always, really. i was starving! not exaggerating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;I was in a almost faint mode staring at that sign and praying for my stop to arrive soon that i barely notice this weak uncle that just came in until he very often interrupted my view of that stupid sign. then i hesitated cause all i could think of is food and someone else can spare him a seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;(lame excuses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; it took me several looong seconds before i came to my senses and gave him my seat, luckily before the door closes and the train starts moving.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;omg.. i felt terrible at that time. i was so ashamed that i dare not say anything when the good old man thanked me. he's so nice! i feel bad, doubled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am sorry for keeping him waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that the ends my sad sad LRT story. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(goodness, xiasueh punye things also can blog. tsk tsk.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;P/S: Thank you tin, for saving me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;i was heading in the opposite direction! *sweat*&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/5870687538386740865-6120464003221423069?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6120464003221423069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6120464003221423069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6120464003221423069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6120464003221423069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-did-deed-that-i-am-ashamed-of.html' title='Today I did a deed that i am ashamed of.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-117779303692828766</id><published>2009-07-16T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:22:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sl9Ex3gKXjI/AAAAAAAAAYc/DAvR1bRNqKc/s1600-h/myWTF+003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sl9Ex3gKXjI/AAAAAAAAAYc/DAvR1bRNqKc/s320/myWTF+003a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359077705097305650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I have not feel pretty for a very long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;s&gt;allow&lt;/s&gt;force you to indulge on my one-night-old SS&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; photo w/ excessive defects. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excuse moi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-117779303692828766?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/117779303692828766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=117779303692828766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/117779303692828766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/117779303692828766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sl9Ex3gKXjI/AAAAAAAAAYc/DAvR1bRNqKc/s72-c/myWTF+003a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2421328996576926439</id><published>2009-07-13T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:10:48.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;whining.&lt;/div&gt;complaining.&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; even talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;when i see grandma (the healthy one).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;b&gt;please dont let karma get back on me.&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;cause she beats me at it!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No porridge for lunch - complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;extra porridge for lunch - complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little porridge for lunch - complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to do - complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things to do - complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can walk - whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can eat - complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at her - whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont look at her - whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk to her - whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont talk to her - whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worst of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still alive - whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shit, I so deserve death liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;howwwww... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;ㅠ.ㅠ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;*Terri sinks into depression mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2421328996576926439?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2421328996576926439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2421328996576926439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2421328996576926439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2421328996576926439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-stop.html' title='I stop...'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2873493965569337549</id><published>2009-07-05T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:11:03.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mr WTF:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;x sneaky viewers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="Dfp4GOkt" 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/&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('Dfp4GOkt')"&gt;Secret way.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;:) thankyou darling.&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/5870687538386740865-2873493965569337549?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2873493965569337549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2873493965569337549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2873493965569337549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2873493965569337549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/x-sneaky-viewers.html' title='To Mr WTF:'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1946496118552751500</id><published>2009-07-05T09:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:52:37.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a change of blog genre..</title><content type='html'>Read &lt;a href="http://thethoughtsofanegg.blogspot.com/"&gt;thethoughtsofanegg&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was a Junior at my workplace [I quit last june]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year 2 student from Taylors. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very sweet girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very potential, and by what I see, Ms V's should love her! :)) heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her writing is a very different approach from normal blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simple, to-the-point, poetic :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I especially love the post bout &lt;a href="http://thethoughtsofanegg.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-06-25T08%3A01%3A00%2B08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;her injured finger&lt;/a&gt; :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck Zhi Ying! Hwaiting! 0:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Its in Chinese. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1946496118552751500?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1946496118552751500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1946496118552751500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1946496118552751500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1946496118552751500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-change-of-blog-genre.html' title='for a change of blog genre..'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6365590849733189577</id><published>2009-06-29T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:59:39.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... 无聊 ...不开心 ...在想他</title><content type='html'>想到他， 就想写华语.&lt;div&gt;哈哈 可爱吧？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好可惜。。 和他在一起6～7月时间 说的都是华文 却没有进步。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可能始终是个 “华文白痴” 吧。。:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;算了。。 趁我还没放弃“慢写”华文之前 快把话说完!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;朋友 vs. 久情人。。。 始终 好像不能被连在一块 对吧？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;真的很想他。但不再是之前 想他想的酸甜苦辣好复杂的那样了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想他。。 因为电话簿里少了个可以让我随时随地call的人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我知道 朋友 就是那种想到就call的人s。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有挽留他的意思 call他 太烦人了吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但。。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;感觉上 真的少了个朋友。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;不喜欢我们这样。;((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-6365590849733189577?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6365590849733189577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6365590849733189577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6365590849733189577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6365590849733189577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='... 无聊 ...不开心 ...在想他'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-9123908991007849740</id><published>2009-06-29T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:47:06.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss...</title><content type='html'>having someone to miss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-9123908991007849740?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/9123908991007849740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=9123908991007849740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/9123908991007849740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/9123908991007849740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss.html' title='I miss...'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4050077639915692790</id><published>2009-06-18T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:40:05.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's no more MY mr.wtf.</title><content type='html'>i cant believe myself either.&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;i know its the most stupid way ever to break it this way. and i would never ever advise my friends to do this. cause its stupidly childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but guess what? he left me no choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I initially "dated" him to settle our problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was okay with it last night. till i msged him at around 3pm to ask for glue cause i feel like making models then he "suddenly" recall that he dont have a car will ask his sis to drop him at 7 and have to get back by 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such a rush aint it? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so its either that or text msgs, cause i'm not a call-girl. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wonderfully he understand my english. either my english have deteriorated or his have improved. you decide. :)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. dont worry loves, I'm okay really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now.. LETS PARTY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-4050077639915692790?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4050077639915692790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4050077639915692790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4050077639915692790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4050077639915692790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-no-more-my-mrwtf.html' title='there&apos;s no more MY mr.wtf.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7806314595758016013</id><published>2009-06-11T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:50:12.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joking!</title><content type='html'>:P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aint it nice i'm in an extremely good mood today??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite pms-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow, the weather's so grey recently, it reminds me bout the tree i 'planted'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TADAAA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SjEKbrq5fHI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rMX2ZxO3uvE/s320/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346065703360887922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after such a looooong looooong time no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, how do you like my new mural?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I suppose i could take up moss-art, and make this 'tree' live-able... maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:)&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: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muaxxx! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(cause she loves everyone tonight)&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/5870687538386740865-7806314595758016013?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7806314595758016013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7806314595758016013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7806314595758016013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7806314595758016013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/06/joking.html' title='joking!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SjEKbrq5fHI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rMX2ZxO3uvE/s72-c/Photo+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1297064655483524835</id><published>2009-06-11T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:36:36.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I looooooooooove sharing emails!</title><content type='html'>yippadee yappadee woo~ :D:D:D&lt;div&gt;I manage to restore my password. :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i realize gmail is a very very VERY secure provider. :D:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was quite a hassle, wouldnt save lifes during an emergency kinda hassle. but its really good! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so people dont lose ur PW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, lets get back to sharing mails!! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mwehehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A newlywed couple had only been married for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband, although very much in love, couldn't wait to go out on the town and party with his old buddies.&lt;br /&gt;So, he said to his new wife, 'Honey, I'll be right back.'&lt;br /&gt;'Where are you going, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;honey bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;?' asked the wife.&lt;br /&gt;'I'm going to the bar, pretty face. I'm going to have a beer.'&lt;br /&gt;The wife said, 'You want a beer, my love?'&lt;br /&gt;She went and opened the door to the refrigerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer brands from 12 different countries: Germany, Holland , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, India ,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband didn't know what to do, and the only thing that he could think of saying was, 'Yes, lolly pop...but at the bar....you know...they have frozen glasses...'&lt;br /&gt;He didn't get to finish the sentence, because the wife interrupted him by saying, 'You want a frozen glass, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;puppy face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;?' She took a huge beer mug out of the freezer, so frozen that she was getting chills just holding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband, looking a bit pale, said, 'Yes, tootsie roll, but at the Bar they have those hors d'oeuvres that are really delicious... I won't be long, I'll be right back. I promise. OK?'&lt;br /&gt;You want hors d'oeuvres, poochi pooh?' She opened the oven and took out 5 dishes of different hors d'oeuvres: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;chicken wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, pigs in blankets, mushroom caps, pork strips, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But my sweet honey... At the bar... You know...there's swearing, dirty words and all that...'&lt;br /&gt;'You want dirty words, Dickhead? Drink your fucking beer in your Goddamn frozen mug and eat your motherfucking snacks, because you are Married now, and you aren't fucking going anywhere! Got it, Arsehole?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he stayed home............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;........and, they lived happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, THE END for today's post. have a nice day, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1297064655483524835?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1297064655483524835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1297064655483524835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1297064655483524835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1297064655483524835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-looooooooooove-sharing-emails.html' title='I looooooooooove sharing emails!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6733568036916789556</id><published>2009-05-21T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:18:39.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MORE DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mr. WTF&lt;/span&gt; would be back from the land of merlion in a day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*giddy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k lah, i know s'pore isnt that far, and he's only been there since.. i think monday? or was it tues?oh yes, it was tues. something stupid happened on monday. pity that poor boy. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;BUT!! tomorrow, would be &lt;u&gt;11th&lt;/u&gt; day since I last met him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;[that is IF he's not too tired to meet me tomorrow.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; its pretty awesome, this short time apart, cause i wouldnt have feel what i'm feeling right now, given anytime before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; something cause... i duno, its a very jumbled up feeling; it felt wrong and right at the same time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*lol* it is a little 'psychotic' i would say: i feel horrible cause i miss him so bad, but the next second i'd stop missing him cause i am disgusted with myself for being this dependent for someone (eww!), and the next minute i'm totally retardsmiley knowing that it'll be just x days away till his home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SWEAR, its so mentally teasing, its both the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feeling, missing someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think most of you could relate to the "worst" of missing someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[cause we just dont usually appreciate stuff till its gone. admit it! :P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but have you realize it's also best, cause i believe if i'm not in the game anymore, i'd miss this part of missing someone OR having someone to miss. *lol* do you get what i mean? IT IS MIND-TEASING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. no, i do not miss him 'just because' i'm a super glue gf. (i'm not, really)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just sooo exciting cause i'd be able to see him this weekend after ALMOST two weeks apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;[k lah, its no big, we usually only have our dose of seeing each other once a week, and i could go with not talking to him for 2 days on a not even fighting phase. i would be the least romantic/sweet gf one could have. mr.wtf IS complaining. lol :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still, cant wait! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love ya'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-6733568036916789556?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6733568036916789556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6733568036916789556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6733568036916789556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6733568036916789556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-more-day.html' title='ONE MORE DAY!!!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-9146429023186774515</id><published>2009-05-14T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:13:09.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sure this would declare war!</title><content type='html'>but its so funny i MUST share!! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;.another email.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;How to wash a toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put the lid of the toilet up and add a half cup of pet shampoo to the water in the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pick up the cat and soothe him while you carry him towards the bath room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In one smooth movement, put the cat in the toilet and close the lid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[You may need to stand on the lid.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The cat will self agitate and make ample suds.  Never mind the noises that come from the toilet, the cat is actually enjoying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Flush the toilet three or four times. For 'power-wash' and 'rinse'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have someone open the front door.&lt;br /&gt;[Be sure that there are no people between the bathroom and the front door.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stand behind the toilet as far as you can, and quickly lift the lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[The cat WILL rocket out of the toilet, streak through the bathroom,   and run outside where he will dry himself off.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Both the toilet bowl and the cat will be sparkling clean.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-9146429023186774515?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/9146429023186774515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=9146429023186774515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/9146429023186774515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/9146429023186774515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sure-this-would-declare-war.html' title='I&apos;m sure this would declare war!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5650267267848757863</id><published>2009-05-07T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:29:55.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Departure: I think i'm getting better at it...</title><content type='html'>To everyone who was concern:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks. Thank you so much for those comforting words, knowing that you're still &lt;s&gt;listening&lt;/s&gt; reading made me feel sooo much better, words cant describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you shann,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. you made me laugh, no its not pointless. its true. i get what you're saying. i guess i'll be seeing you in melb "if all goes well" now. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks kacy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been soooo long! haha. i hope its just a moment of lost and i get my grip FAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 years old is enough to decide if i wanna linger on on this field. which currently not looking so bright, but it doesnt mean it wont remain the same after 10 years. you get what i mean? its just sooo vague. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: but i do think i'd be much more happier doing freelance even if that means earning uncertain income. *gasp* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks anyways :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks ammie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hearing from you is always, always comforting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda like a motherly figure. teehee.&lt;/div&gt;i &lt;33&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you amane unnie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)) i really hope i'm as focused as you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and special thanks to kimchi unnie, who texted me during work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i almost wanna cry right then! which of course i did not because, wtf, if anyone cried just all of a sudden at workplace, it would either mean (1) something bad has happened. or (2) she must have HAVE some kinda mental disorder. I'm not any of those. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks unnie, i really appreciate that! &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; also to someone surprise: Lester yong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahah... damn random. he's the first actually, who "just found out" about my blog, coincidently an hour after i posted it or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, chatting with you was fun, really made me bright again for a while. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, I was MIA again didnt I? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apologize if anyone was worried. i love all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what happened in the last week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay let me recall. I've had a good &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thursday 30th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. By joining kent and his amazing ex-colleagues for dinner at FRIDAYS in conjunction of kent's farewell and his colleague's  birthday. I had so much fun, i was talking, laughing, gawking and listening to so many fascinating stories, it made me realize how long i've not been around People. I was truly contented that i didnt wanna go home, but i have to cause i was driving. Oh, and i got my pay check. its just a mere rm700, but i feel damn good its time to shop! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;friday the 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and i was thankful that i have a job because its the FIRST TIME i was sooooo effing happy its 1st of May!! i even double confirmed that it is LABOUR DAY a week before. dork i know, but i've never took notice in labour day cause student's life has be truly wondrous. &lt;333&gt;i spent the wonderful holiday by playing The Sims2 ALL DAY.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda pathetic but i dont care i was having sooo much fun. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;and its kinda funny at times like this cause it would suddenly seem i've switch role with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; boyfriend: Me with the games while he desperately try to get me off it, that he've given up. then complains "You're happier when you see them (my sims) than you see me". LOL. I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Saturday 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, had family brunch, which i missed. [i dont know where i've been. i'm talking like i havent meet real people for a year or something :X ] then Qing and I went to Cineleisure for the warehouse sales which of course just bores me because, they rarely have my size and they dont have a fitting room. so suck with it. i was too busy disgusted by the venue and scary ppl to concentrate on browsing anyway. oh this i have to rant, they just rented a shop size, and thank you whoever that was, the finishing of the lot was EWWWW-ishly-unbelievable-believe-it, they had a platform (for godknowswhy) and the flooring was deteriorating rendered cement only. and poor-poor-poor lighting. I know its just a warehouse sales, its supposed to be cheap. but please dont hold anymore events like this, indoor or with restricted area. it was truly a fuss to move from point A to point B eventho it really was just at the end of the aisle, the orientation would be filed into a  "one way traffic" to accommodate the ppl let in, and when someone from the line "park" to browse. yes you get "traffic jam". its an even more pathetic way to waste time than hanging with my sims. you get the idea. 0:) Anyways, I later watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make it Happen&lt;/span&gt;. my review: the show is HOT! Cathay is not. kinda shocking that cathay only lets ppl in at the ticket printed time, so that means they dont start the show on-time. *swt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sunday 3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I dont know which switch of me went wrong, but i know i was extremely snappy that day. I just wanted to stay home and do nothing, (usually days like this goes wrong when i'm out) but i couldnt say no to my parents, not after what i felt like i havent seen anyone for so long. so i just tag along and be chauffeur, but to my dismay they picked me to complain about. (-.-) yes it was grrrr-eat! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;[wtf?!]&lt;/span&gt; and i snapped on automobile which only made it worst. and i was pissed, at myself, and at something anyone of the family should not have said to any other of the family under any circumstances. yes it was nasty, but that did not come from me and i seriously could not believe that person said that still. But i guess now i review on it, the person was guilty which was why the person did not make any more comment when i snapped again in the evening over an even smaller issue like making cold noodle sauce. it was laughable, but i snapped. and then i skipped dinner to sulk which was scarily wrong. because i dont just skip my meal for whatever reason to emo. and i dont know why am i emo-ing, i just felt wrong, and somewhere in me just screams this isnt all. it was already 11pm and i was still emo-ing for no reason, and getting ready for bed for the zillionth time because i was choking from snort, and mr.wtf was assuring me nothing's wrong because i just keep saying i dont know whats wrong but there's something wrong with me. then very abruptly i cooled down the same time my mom called for me and my sis. I ignored her and went on to prepare myself for the last time of the night for bed. and i was amazingly slow at it, Qing even manage ran up and down twice before telling me to get ready to visit my grandma (mother's side). which of course i suddenly felt.. lifted and calm. i'm not quite sure if this's what i'm suppose to be feeling. but thats what i felt. i think its the numbness from all the departures i'm secondary linked or so. there was no more tears later on. and I just prayed that she be lifted off all her pain please. Grandma didnt look good, she slept/was unconscious contorted-ly, with her right hand in a truly discomfort way, I couldnt bare to look. They was saying by the way it looks, she shouldnt be able to live for another 24 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 4th.&lt;/span&gt; work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday 5th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I feel extremely good at about 4+pm. kinda a surprise cause i dont even feel bright when i leave work at 6+ on workdays. and its tuesday, i usually only feel the happiness on thursday cause friday's the last day of work week. but anyways just got on with work and went back to an empty home, with full cars. which was when i started questioning whats the festival. Later, mom got home, told me grandma moved on, and i dont remember being stunt. I guess i did handled it pretty well, didnt i? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; we went to see grandma for her first final respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;the miracle of it all? grandma passed on at around the same time i was suddenly lifted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wednesday 6th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; work. 2nd final respect, chanting and etc to ease grandma's crossover to the other world. I was a little upset bout the whole procedure cause we'd be burying her on the next day; so its just a total of 3 or less days ceremony, it may seem long to certain ppl, but it appears scarily fast for me to handle, and that saddens me. But when i saw her for the last time this night, she was beginning to turn grey/green, and that scared me. But there was alot of miracle this night. First, the weather was not exactly windy, just a little cool, but when we burned those paper houses, servants, kaching and etc, despite the HUGEEE fire roaring, it was not HOT. instead, a very comforting warmth, and its quite amazing at how those remnants of burning material/fire pieces flew high into the sky... creating a magically beautiful scene rather than something scary and sad. It was rather unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; that was not all. When i slept that night, i dreamt of a very very very very happy dog, she was a yellow, local stray dog, who's sooo soo happy her happiness is influential. running/skip/dancing (how happy dogs run and jump) from the place we burned the paper house towards where grandma used to live. and everyone who saw her, may it be people or dogs would join in the celebration. Okay, dog, because i was reading a PAWS email about pulau ketam strays before i sleep. But i presume grandma's now much happier than she was. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do not bullcrap me with "dreams are opposite of whats real". I dont believe in that saying, i guess the proper sentence for it should be "reality is never as nice as dream".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thursday 7th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when we all return to earth -slash- Burial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; thats it. Fast aint it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont worry, really i'm not feeling any down right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've grown up! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodbye grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Faye&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/5870687538386740865-5650267267848757863?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5650267267848757863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5650267267848757863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5650267267848757863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5650267267848757863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/05/departure-i-think-im-getting-better-at.html' title='Departure: I think i&apos;m getting better at it...'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4242477807330148121</id><published>2009-04-23T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:07:32.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling extremely low...</title><content type='html'>i could pass as being non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;i suppose i should elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. makes me realize that i have learnt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; from my 3 years with Taylors. Failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends. makes me realize i am quite a loner. Failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architecture. makes me realize I am in no way gifted for this &amp;amp; damn tempted to just go burn myself to death. what a tragic way to die. Failure for being ungifted. Failure for thinking bout death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money. makes me realize Architecture is NOT the way to earn bucks. &amp;amp; tempted again to just disappear. Failure cause money &gt; interest = architectureFAIL. Failure again for thinking bout vanishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision. makes me realize I AM NOTHING cause i cannot conclude. -1 Failure, cause i am disappearing, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. mbp. makes me realize i need it even when i'm not using it. failure for being so dependent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason i am so down these days:-&lt;br /&gt;- an uncle passed away on friday the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;- peggy's grandma passed away on sunday the 12th.&lt;br /&gt;- i am very bad at departures.&lt;br /&gt;- i am still negative on continuing a course that would not let me earn and spend as i like. wtffffffff.. i can seriously kill myself for living as if i'm in poverty already. fuck architecture. fuck internship.&lt;br /&gt;- I just got into a car accident on monday the 20th. it was tragic. the other car who hit me by trying to cut into my lane very suddenly, ended up in the opposite direction road, it went riding over that huge divider into the opposite direction. Thankfully there was little to no cars; the driver was safe. It was NOT my fault. I was not hurt or anything, only my car bumper was dented. but i was shocked. and scared. and i stop my car. and started weeping. and jitter. i felt lost. I couldnt even get out of the car, all i did was cry, cuss and hope that someone pick up their phone. and that crazy driver would not come over. and decided that I am a scaredy cat afterall.&lt;br /&gt;- I go to work feeling extremely useless, and demotivated.&lt;br /&gt;- I go to work looking at the same site plan and could not develope.&lt;br /&gt;- I go to work each day feeling even lower than the day before for still not able to imagine fancy ideas and concept. I just fidget with the dead geometrical shapes making it look nice on plans. at the same time, ready to be told "you're very troubled" again. I am indeed. I could not think out of the box. and that is really killing me when all my seniors could run when i stuck fast on the spot. it sucks. period.&lt;br /&gt;- I come home two days in a row to a house with only tweety and the tv set. and dinnerless. I look at my phone. and decide that there's no one i could just call and go over without feeling any less annoying.&lt;br /&gt;- I go to bed each day feeling that i've waste a day's time staring at my project developing nothing. and hated waking up in the morning because it would be the same routine.&lt;br /&gt;- I cringed when my boss sneared "how did you graduate?" when i am totally blur bout "the golden rule". I really did not learn anything from my three years with taylors did i?&lt;br /&gt;- I get emo realizing how uninteresting i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i've wasted 20 years. now what do i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i'm a computer, i would shut myself down for a few days. and reformat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- needs time to change.&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/5870687538386740865-4242477807330148121?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4242477807330148121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4242477807330148121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4242477807330148121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4242477807330148121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-extremely-low.html' title='feeling extremely low...'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2728537364360432537</id><published>2009-04-10T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:31:45.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was gonna post bout "GOOD FRIDAY"</title><content type='html'>until i came home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mr wtf had to make it bad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had another news. which is WORST.&lt;br /&gt;*hint*anotherdeparture*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. I HATE DEPARTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll be back. gonna go cry with the rain right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*depressiondepressiondepression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grey grey grey*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2728537364360432537?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2728537364360432537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2728537364360432537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2728537364360432537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2728537364360432537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-gonna-post-bout-good-friday.html' title='I was gonna post bout &quot;GOOD FRIDAY&quot;'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3759176207784835360</id><published>2009-04-03T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:36:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA : The story of the eyes that looks with an angle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/7e5f6075b5abe04a4c80527cbbaefa6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 256px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/7e5f6075b5abe04a4c80527cbbaefa6f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;** since young **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Why do you look at people with an angle?&lt;br /&gt;little Lun: I've always been like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/b70c59fc21914dfc4108a32bc6c4b047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 261px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/b70c59fc21914dfc4108a32bc6c4b047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*elementary school 6..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: The formation of your son's cornea have differ slightly in the process, thus he could only look with an angle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/8cafa9cb9e4f25801b3fcd4ea5499a47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 260px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/8cafa9cb9e4f25801b3fcd4ea5499a47.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*middle school 3..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Who knows the answer to this question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/2d82d5e2556c943fc9217e8a6c4d2ba0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 198px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/2d82d5e2556c943fc9217e8a6c4d2ba0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/a7334c698cabfb5061535faf14207aa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 659px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/a7334c698cabfb5061535faf14207aa1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*high school..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Ah Lun, can you look at me properly, just once?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lun: Uhm, but i...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/04d19f4649b77eedec01d3014edde9a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 696px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/04d19f4649b77eedec01d3014edde9a1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*the university entrance examination..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lun: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;~FINALLY, my chance is here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/71ecd26e8531115c8c796eaa1da37400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 455px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/71ecd26e8531115c8c796eaa1da37400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;~..What I have been planning for 21 years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jengJENG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/d5926271c0518d8c44c89769867d138d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 326px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/d5926271c0518d8c44c89769867d138d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/e2097a2c470f965960590efbd5c55681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 350px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/e2097a2c470f965960590efbd5c55681.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*//copycopy!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/ff0f4e43e382b901b6b6bb62fa32e727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 541px;" src="http://img.album.pchome.net/05/35/59/45/ff0f4e43e382b901b6b6bb62fa32e727.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... "FINALLY", his position in University IS &lt;u&gt;CONFIRMED&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Have DETERMINATION in your dreams, ALWAYS practice what you believe in. Even though there might be times where you are tempted to loosen up, DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WILL BE &lt;/span&gt;IN YOUR GRASP.&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/5870687538386740865-3759176207784835360?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3759176207784835360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3759176207784835360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3759176207784835360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3759176207784835360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahahahahahahahahaha-story-of-eyes-that.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA : The story of the eyes that looks with an angle.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3721849336365374458</id><published>2009-03-31T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:29:40.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg.. :/</title><content type='html'>So i was eating nasi lemak this morning. v. alang alang (i dont have a habit of having breakfast), just cause i wanna laze more. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, you know how nasi lemak would always have egg? ardboiled half egg/quarter egg/whole egg/sunny-side-up/whatever-egg-lah, its the EGG that reminded me of i story i have to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you a story about how egg smells like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;haha. i'm sorry, but it really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See i was on an egg-free diet since someone told me eggs are actually harmful/useless to our body. either the nutrition level is really low or something i dont rmb, i've been on this "diet" for quite a period after i heard of it PLUS the fact that my blood pressure is higher than average. and its really suprithat i could live OFF it, considering i was such an egg lover back in my highschool days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, one day, I was eating egg after this loooong period of laying off it. i actually ate a whole hard boiled egg. Only ONE. in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to shit in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN, do that stink I could give this batch "the smelliest poop from shufei's ass of year 2009" right away.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;and yes does it smells exactly like egg! a BADDDD egg i would persist.&lt;/u&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUS LAH PPL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it out if you doubt me. go on an egg-FREE diet for 5 months or so and then eat an egg. I'd remove this post if you tried it but your poop doesnt smells like egg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-3721849336365374458?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3721849336365374458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3721849336365374458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3721849336365374458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3721849336365374458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/03/egg.html' title='Egg.. :/'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2613948611882786163</id><published>2009-03-29T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:41:12.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH HOUR!</title><content type='html'>How many of you took part in the Earth Hour program yesterday??? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;0:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Fly.fm Malaysia's hottest music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was more pumped for it than any other event of the year so far. the influence is truly there, because it made ME, the most obnoxious bitch on earth ever to... &lt;s&gt;not go against it&lt;/s&gt; go with it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[you would have 5 pages of boring+raged story of this pathetic self-centered girl if you want to know. :/]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So what did YOU do doing earth hour??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;.... cuddled with mr.wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; :PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it started warming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and... we stayed away from each other cause we're getting on each other's nerves due to heat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[damn i suck at suspense. what's suppose to come next??]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lah, so what we did was only Sketch-up. from like say 4.30 or 5pm? not sure. i initially wanted to go watch Confession of a Shopaholic. but&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; mr.wtf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;have to rush for his proposal at work so we've got Sketch-up, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;the-ridiculously-high-voltage-light-bulb-ever-on-weekends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the middle for the whole weekend. :( boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that was the cause of another outrageous argument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss shufei &lt;/span&gt;hates work on weekends. it make me feel miserable and depress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but wtf. i was forbidden to even express my little frustration on that stupid &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(but useful)&lt;/span&gt; program &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(when i'm in a rush)&lt;/span&gt; which leads on to a psychotic faye who doesnt give a damn if she's triggered a fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so there goes round:i'velostcount: ring fight of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;mr.wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ms.shufei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; **ding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ding!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn stupid lah.... -.- *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;anyways, we did cuddle for a while. before the weather of our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;malaysia gets the best of us both, and the suspended freedom to express slight frustration gets another strike on ME. &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;eh how nice ah if i can hug him to sleep every night instead of the combination on two pillows, a turtle and a horse, with a hippo occasionally? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was so romantic, being in the dark, with someone you're close to to cuddle with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its sweet... and different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i supposed it would be like... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;123083327492364293&lt;/span&gt; times better than soft toys during cold winter. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course i dare not offend dear&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; mr. turtle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;horsey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;jingjing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;hippo&lt;/span&gt; on any occasion. what if they hate me and decide to make themselves dirty, and knowing ME i wouldnt put them in to the washer because i believe tumbling them in the machine would somehow make the "inner self" of them to degrade. and that'll make they ugly from the inside which would definitely be shown on the outside too. wtf? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways yes, i'd rather them be dirty than ugly. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drifting drifting... -screech- "ok, its back on gear!"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh wtf. that was ALL i did during earth hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;argue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf. why am I so lame? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;FML&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;mr.wtf's&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;LM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(FUCK xxx LIFE MORE. hahahahah! i made that)&lt;/span&gt; for having such unbearable gf like me. *shrugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Eh, answer my question: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;what did you do during Earth hour??&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2613948611882786163?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2613948611882786163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2613948611882786163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2613948611882786163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2613948611882786163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='EARTH HOUR!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3357670351186632625</id><published>2009-03-27T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:27:53.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heehee.. tweety's an angel! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that little one knows trading!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gosh, this is such LOVE! he so made my day~ *sayang*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;xxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was a bad day, cause my hands hurt from a week of colouring and i still have to colour a new stack today. its &lt;s&gt;traumatizing&lt;/s&gt; no i guess demotivating is more the word. something like going to work isnt exciting anymore. cause no matter how many stacks i've done. there's just more AND MORE (of the same ol' thing)! wtf. haih. why cant they just colour it on autocad then print? its the same thing. for like 2 stacks. each stack have approx 10 layout developed on FOUR design only. its repetitive. truly repetitive. if its on comp, it would have been so easy copy and pasting. and thats all. i suppose its to save cost. but its.. phew it was tiring. I'm so glad the weekend is finally here that i bail out on the dot, before they could hand me summore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh.. why am i such a whiner??*lol*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways thats not the main point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mr. wtf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(it so suit him on days like this. lol) begged me to borrow him my dear mbp only to &lt;u&gt;stand me up&lt;/u&gt;. yes i can so hear you screaming his name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OF COURSE, I WAS UPSET.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i even skiped lunch with my colleagues cause i thought he would grab one with me when he come pick it up. mana tau... sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i DO hope my psychotic side dont get the best of me and turn me into a revengous bitch. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, LETS GET BACK TO TWEETY BEE SHALL WE?? :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He refuses to eat his dry dog biscuits. [he's so used to us mixing it with canned dog food chunks] and i'm lazy to get him that. so i just simply grabbed JerHigh cookie and evily teased him "you'll get one when you finish that ok?" repetitively in 4 different sentences with the same meaning. and he got it! he quickly wallup the whole bowl and licked my leg once while i'm still on the comp to get attention!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gosh is he a darling or what??? x))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heehee &lt;33.&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. :&lt;strong&gt; The Lizard Story &lt;/strong&gt;i got stuck trying to word the vision i had of that revolting lizard incident. its very... hard to put into words. it was staring at me. longitudinally, stuck between the extend of the bucket and dry dog food packaging, STARING AT ME CAUTIOUSLY. i even have a problem retrievin any of the dog food eventho its NOT in the packaging at all. do you get me? its hard to describe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think i need sleep now. after 3 late nights purely because i couldnt sleep early. heck. T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-3357670351186632625?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3357670351186632625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3357670351186632625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3357670351186632625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3357670351186632625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/03/heehee-tweetys-angel-3.html' title='heehee.. tweety&apos;s an angel! &lt;3'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5947445426941796279</id><published>2009-03-25T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:45:47.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls... tsk. tsk.</title><content type='html'>I...&lt;div&gt;Just got into another acquaintance with A LIZARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excuse me. i'll get back after i've settle this upturning stomach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*heartattack*&lt;/span&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/5870687538386740865-5947445426941796279?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5947445426941796279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5947445426941796279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5947445426941796279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5947445426941796279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/03/girls-tsk-tsk.html' title='Girls... tsk. tsk.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4172797445034893994</id><published>2009-03-22T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:35:36.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>始终不了解的人 是我.. :)</title><content type='html'>哈哈。。 我们好成功，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;5-months-versary&lt;/span&gt; 又吵架了，又哭了。。 好厉害！&lt;div&gt;因该没另一对情侣像我们这么搞笑了吧？哈。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可能真的是我太自私了。对不起。 有些话， 对朋友可以不用过虑，但对你却不能一一实说 。［好辛苦］&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第二个对不起， 做了5个月女朋友 什么都没学会， 只学会怎么让全世界人伤心。。 好没出息。。&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可能你们说的对：我太幼稚了，不适合谈恋爱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;此刻 我也只能认同。我，杨淑斐， 可能真的因为那时侯的一时贪玩，破了个友谊。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你说， 我让你觉得在我的世界你无地位，不重要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可能吧，确实你心意 是多余我能所给于你的， 但不代表 我不重视你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的很希望我的男朋友 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt; 可以和我家人，朋友和平相处。 没错，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你 &lt;/span&gt;是后来者 所以只能委屈你了。我很明了 你不会对我说 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;“我办不到。”&lt;/span&gt; 因为 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt; 一定会尝试。好感激我男朋友那么疼我。你说得没错， 我什么都没做到。。 敷衍的话，只能说： &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;我终于 为了一个人 肯再次写/复习华语。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你真的很好。 好至于我一个人的时候都会自问： &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;我值得吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;。。。 也自答了： &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;不值。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     哈哈，好笑吧？&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这世上，有好多好多对我好的人。但我都不珍惜。。 反而犯贱了。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你又说对了， 我太爱面子。 可能就因这样， 我觉得我说的每句话都有道理。被弹到的每一句也不愿意接受。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说了那么多， 我真的不值的你们对我这么好。。 更不敢再要求。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是时候我付出了。。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;谢谢你，我爱你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-4172797445034893994?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4172797445034893994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4172797445034893994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4172797445034893994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4172797445034893994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='始终不了解的人 是我.. :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3112115318042512306</id><published>2009-03-16T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:51:14.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my english.. is going down the drain, too!</title><content type='html'>i seriously think my english have deteriorated. &lt;div&gt;Its so bad that i cant even write a decent english paragraph for my personal statement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know, i know. its supposed to be damn easy cause its like an essay to introduce oneself. BBUT....&lt;br /&gt;I fail. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking to form beautiful sentences just as it came easy when i wrote essays in highschool or whatnots. However, this is especially difficult to write, since its about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARCHITECTURE &amp;amp; ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Gee. i think that would make a great movie title, like Marley and me. *lol*&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i could think of is negative points because i do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; have any good starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Its being so emotional that i seriously think i'd easily kill any chances by having the admission staff rushing for the "decline" stamp while registering "extreme emo freak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...just read on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See i only took ART classes in kindy (when i was the only STAR whereby i always gets prizes for even the most simply done artwork, let me lc just this once please. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*angel*&lt;/span&gt;) cause... when i got into primary 1, in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lick&lt;/span&gt; hung. focus was bought AWAY from Art classes. I know there are "ART CLASS" on the schedule, but seriously i do not remember doing anything for it. I think the whole experience of ART in my SIX years in lick hung, could be compiled into less than half a year. If i rmb rightly there were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attempts &lt;/span&gt;in my first year, then the continuous years were just only that one time in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; years when they have "art competition" which of course would be won by teachers pets. I am serious. Lick hung is the most bias school i can ever imagine and i still hate it with disgust. cause i'm a poor performance student, who is outshined in every aspect that she's gone psychotic to even start a paragraph of hatred at every mention of that school. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;zhong zi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; damn sad lah, my primary school years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, i was that poor performance and not to forget a VERY lazy one. which drives the teacher up the wall because i was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; lazy. i seriously hate homeworks. i never wrote those spelling things like ejaan and sen zi etc. which was why my bm was that bad and my chinese was never good. but i wasnt &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad altogether. even without homework, i would not fail without an attempt. *beams* which was why i always thought that homeworks are bs*. oh of course i was relieved when i entered secondary. relieve at the point that homeworks are unnecessary, and even more relieve that I AM FREE FROM LICK HUNG! WOOHOO! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS, back to the main point of being emo... my interest in Art was overpowered because.. being under HARDCORE CHINESE EDUCATOR LICK HUNG. Art is pointless. so they, eyyy, i actually rmb something like art class being a "free period" where they teach somemore math or make us do more "homeworks" [was it so ammie? yan??]. Which was why i totally forgotten bout it. until i came into Sec 1. when suddenly i was like "WOW. we have art classes!!" like a REAL ONE! like when we learn bout technics and etc, and we have to wrap our art book in fancy wrapping paper or.. just DIY the whole cover. which was damn cool ok? i still rmb the one i had. which was obviously Do-It-Yourself. and i did it for a whole day, and was damn effing proud of it. cause its like the FIRST masterpiece since kindy days. wtf. and of course mine was DIY, therefore it was ONE AND ONLY. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways that was only in Sec 1, cause I learned new things, and they were repetitive in Sec 2. totally pointless again. so i took my Sec 1 book, revamp the cover and handed in and still scored well. wtf. malays are... very easy going. no? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in conclusion that was all the experience i had with ART. until Sec 5. where i took painting classes just to ensure my score in SPM which of course IS expected. [I dont like doing unsure stuff.] but i did not continue, because i totally hate classes. i dont know what is wrong with me, having extra classes depress me. I have the least tuition classes among all siblings and cousins. but i scored pretty damn well on that effort. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:D:D&lt;/span&gt; wtf. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, my interest in Architecture begins when I was... i think 15,16(?), our family adapt a new hobby of going to project launches around KL, PJ, and Penang. every other weekend. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i took a fond in home designs. there were ones where i could totally move in at ease. and there are ones that size wise is ideal, but needs renovation which totally means its layout is shitty. and surprisingly, there were more of the latter than the former. which leads on to my determination to fix the ratio by pursuing to be a key influence in home designs.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course there are IDs. which i adore too. but if an AR comes out with a perfect layout, there's minimal need in ID, unless well you want to refurnish the finishes. no? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;0:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, of course thats not all the research i've done on. i have also been to time square launch, some other mall launch in somewhere i dont know, and commercial garden launches. but its boring. because these are just merely plans of empty spaces. like its so direct you dont even need a layout. just state the buildup area + number of rooms + number of toilets and security measures then you'll be good enough for clients. IT IS THAT DIRECT. which further enforce my interest in home design and only that. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm out of points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm getting bored by myself, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*continue being emo*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO MAKE ME SOUND MORE INTERESTING?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious, anyone who could help me with this would win a meal from me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-3112115318042512306?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3112115318042512306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3112115318042512306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3112115318042512306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3112115318042512306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-english-is-going-down-drain-too.html' title='my english.. is going down the drain, too!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5590195412099762433</id><published>2009-03-04T01:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:13:57.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teehee. i swear changmin is being jealous! x)))</title><content type='html'>SO, after that stupid argument last 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;things turned out better when &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;mr.WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; actually volunteered to watch an &lt;u&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/u&gt; movie with me.&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, I was S T U N T when he told me to pick &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; movie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New In Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course i picked that on purpose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Renee isnt even my Favourite Hollywood star. i just love her accent, but come on lets just all admit she isnt exactly an eye candy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;no, the latter was NOT the reason i chose the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i chose it because... its under "ROMANCE" genre. *evil fangs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and of course "comedy", but this was least the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My initial move was to bore the hell out of him because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; brings me to chinese movies most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; of the time. and i absolutely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like watching chinese movies at theatre. [why am i being so revengeful? O_O"]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally thinks its a waste of $$ cause.. chinese movies are usually... not that amusing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLUS! got astro mah, just wait for it to be played there lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[sorry if i offended anyone who's of that interest.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its only a personal preference :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay lah, wtf, what i said above are 80% bullsh!t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose the movie because I was still not in the mood to see him. but because he &lt;s&gt;pleaded&lt;/s&gt; was trying to mend what he made dent. I could not be so cruel. [!uck lah, i know i'm so dead. being so soft-hearted.. especially towards someone like him. -_-]. And &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New In Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was like the ONLY English movie without brain-needy mystery/suspends/action/horror/and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was seriously NOT in the mood of going out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but turns out, not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; bad really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was simple, and funny to a certain extend its so-NOT-stupid american. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;IT WAS OUR FIRST ENGLISH MOVIE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); "&gt;*proud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and before that, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; bought me for japanese dinner; my absolutely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;l.o.v.e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! [&lt;s&gt;i can never get enough of jap food! even with a bad stomach i would still feed myself sashimi and sushi. wtf.&lt;/s&gt; okay you didnt have to know that. :P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea, he was pretty much forgiven then, for being &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; obedient. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post is about CHANGMIN BEING JEALOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahaha *falls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... everything turned sweeter after he himself want to watch another english movie - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STREET FIGHTER - The Legend of Chun Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. on sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*tears-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;damn proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on monday night, he was hoping I would go &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt; with him the following day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;**note: I, shu fei, do NOT go to night markets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; because they're usually wet, and too crowded to even walk a straight line. which is enough to bore me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which of course, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;mr. wtf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was instantly "disappointed" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He absolutely love markets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he text me saying how he was tired from work, but he just wanna spend time with me. and etc etc his reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which amusingly, even to myself, I was in the mood to cheer him up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[lol, this is damn rare i swear]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I replied saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;it would have been cuter if you just said that you miss and wanna see me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simple and to the point. no? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mwahahahahhahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dreamt of Changminnie~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeheeheeheee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;*-* dream *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;there was a music festival somewhere overseas. All artistes from Japan and Korean were in it, it was BIG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Qing and I did not get our tickets, but amazingly we were able to catch the finale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;this part was funny, cause all the female artistes are short, guys were TALL. like the girls are all until the guy's shoulders tall only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And the stage was a Ship design. All the female artistes was on the front deck, guys at the back (off deck). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So being artistes, it is only natural that the guys also "fight" for their best position AT THE FRONT. I think it was kimura takuya being the first to lead the guys to the front which blocked ALL the female artistes. AND HE WAS TALL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;so not true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the girls' expressions were hilariously ugly too, when the guys were blocking them. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The guys was being very graceful and friendly receiving stuff from fans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Especially Changminnie, who has the most fans were extremely cute and smiley and sweet receiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:hot pink;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;FLOWERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We (qing and I) were very contented that we even caught the finale and went off to buy some blended drink, qing absolutely love ice. and it was long, cause qing wanted some cola-grape-blended drink and insisted in making it multi-layer because "it will taste better that way!" that even the bartender was confused of what multi-layer she's asking for the bartender asked her if its okay to do it herself, which qing gladly accepted the job, fiddling with both the shredded coke flavored ice and grape jelly. I was not bothered at all. maybe cause i'm still very contented at being able to see changmin at the finale that i'm so giddy and joyful the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;then when qing was half way through the making of her drink, i noticed changmin sitting at one of the stool of the same bar. ordering a latte frappuccino. he was forced to wait cause apparently there's only one blender and qing's occupying it still. we didnt know, thus qing took  her time in preparing her perfect drink. and I was too busy laughing to keep poise because her expression while making it was... Classic. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;anyways, it was just a couple minutes when changmin glances at his wristwatch and decided that he didnt have time, so he cancelled his order and left, but just a few steps away from us, he stop, turned and looked at us. as if he was pondering bout something.. long enough for me to go ahead, shake his hand and introduce myself. He still waited... and i stared, with question marks all over my head. thinking what else? Then he started doing some hand signs which i dont understand.. until the very last, when he mimicked a movement that is very similar to snapping photos. I instantly went like "OH! QING DO YOU HAVE A CAMERA??" hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;HE ALLOWED ME TO SNAP A PICTURE WITH HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. and cause we were so close together, i put my arm around his waist, whilst waiting for qing to take our picture, and he instantly drop his arm around my shoulders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*cloud~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; then being very greedy, i proceeded to put my other a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;rm across him too -slash- hugged him. and he hugged me back~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*heaven!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic; "&gt;*-* dream *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isnt that sufficient to say that he misses the attention i had for him? teehee. xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all nights, he came to me on the night i told&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mr. wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the effects of saying something cheesey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I LOVE CHANGMIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dreams of him just keeps getting better than the one before!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its no wonder his favourite number is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;. cause he's always chasing for no.1! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i'm sure there's better ones to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sa4609CHhdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/JurIs5lwyN8/s400/Photo+138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309245692127446482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*that was what i got for v-day! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;창민이 촣아~ x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;thank you unnie~~~ *chu-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;~a very giddy faye x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit: For Changmin to come visit me in my dream. I guess, the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; argument isnt exactly stupid anymore! ;) mwehehehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-5590195412099762433?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5590195412099762433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5590195412099762433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5590195412099762433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5590195412099762433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/03/teehee-i-swear-changmin-is-being.html' title='teehee. i swear changmin is being jealous! x)))'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/Sa4609CHhdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/JurIs5lwyN8/s72-c/Photo+138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-140559005019376153</id><published>2009-02-24T00:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:46:15.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehehehe. i LOVE wintsen!</title><content type='html'>it has been awhile since we talked. :)&lt;div&gt;and i was pretty much done ranting bout job and resignation and a "friend"'s respond to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was in a rush for class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he wrote this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;wintsen 2009 says: (10:14:28 PM)brb.&lt;br&gt;wintsen 2009 says: (10:14:31 PM)ill get to class first.&lt;br&gt;wintsen 2009 says: (10:14:34 PM)ill bring my laptop.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeheehee. damn cute i find. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*feeling all better~&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/5870687538386740865-140559005019376153?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/140559005019376153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=140559005019376153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/140559005019376153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/140559005019376153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/hehehehehe-i-love-wintsen.html' title='hehehehehe. i LOVE wintsen!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1624299744829675840</id><published>2009-02-21T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:29:46.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost weight. not cool.</title><content type='html'>during cny i was weighing 37.8kg.&lt;div&gt;yesterday i weight 37.1kg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it isnt cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel tired all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and work's shit. they dont wanna give me a raise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its depressing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my weight isnt doing any help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erase that, i think me not eating isnt helping my weight, and my mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i couldnt eat. its just so sad. to think bout quitting this ridiculously low pay of monument-ing profession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is architecture really that worthy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would i be doing the right thing leaving it for now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously in architecture, there is no AGE-limit. so does it matter if i pursue it later?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;youth is slipping anyways, at the pace that we're always stressing for more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i think i should stop rambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm just upset. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone wanna go tenji/jogoya with me? i need to gain weight!! :(((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1624299744829675840?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1624299744829675840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1624299744829675840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1624299744829675840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1624299744829675840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-lost-weight-not-cool.html' title='I lost weight. not cool.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-3505307732979157348</id><published>2009-02-19T04:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:00:56.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 in the morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;its the first time i dreamt bout that dear boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;and it wasnt pleasant at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dream*- We (the JessTwins, Liyin and me) were shopping at some new mall. And right outside Osim, we were laughing crazily just as we would when the Jesstwins' around. Then after some time, the twins' nanny(?) sudden came from the shop opposite and nagged them to get home to do chores. i'm guessing some last minute packaging before they leave for aus(?) It was really a bummer, cause we intend to leave already, this suddenly nag-gy nanny is really unnecessary. just then Qing called to ask me to pick up lucky from the groomer. and that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; have not eaten for the whole day. I saw &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; at the doggie zone - it was a 2 floors play area for dogs, with a playground-size spiral stairs to connect the levels. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was on the upper floor, right at the edge of the spiral stairs, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was a mini schnauzer. I got some food and treats from the shop and encouraged &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; to come forward. but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;just wouldnt come down, apparently afraid of the stair. so i went in to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;instead. along the way friendly little dogs came and i gave them a little treats each. it was a little more than half gone when i reach that dear boy, i was so happy to see&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt; again, as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was to me, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;'s still the same, despite the schnauzer look. with just a tad bit quieter than he usually is, as if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;'s afraid of something. i placed the remaining food infront of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;and encouraged &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; to eat, still, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; dare not move. then out of the corner of my eyes, i acknowledge a mean looking real size pincher, on full-alert, radar especially on him. I was instantly protective, grabbed lucky and the food, turned and run down the spiral stairs as gallopy fast as i could because it was built for doggy/kids size. It was a tough one but i made it to the door. it was half close. Just as i whisk it open in a rush, i plan was to grab on the knob and close it back immediately, which i missed cause i was in such haste i over-threw the door ajar. Which now place me in an ultimate exposed position, just right for that pincher to get me bulls eye. I turned to check where have that pincher reach. he was just a couple steps more. i fiddled desperately to grab on the knob. one step away. i got it and desperately close the door. i was only half way there when the pincher sneaked through the more than half closed door diagonally and roughly bit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; out of me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; screamed. I was shock to tears. trying to get &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; back from harm. my vision blurred, i could only see the vague shape of the 2 dogs, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; in another's mouth. I simply grabbed to the blurred lucky, but the pincher was firm on it. i couldnt get lucky without any tug-a-war experience. and each time, i lost.. because when ever i touch him, the pincher would go crazy and swings his head just as a dog would, trying to keep his bone when someone's trying to take it away. the whole swinging thing hurts lucky alot and thats when he screamed even more. My vision got blur-er and blur-er till i could see no more, but just a grey river....*dream*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;the other part of the dream before i meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; isnt nice either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;(its a story-dream.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dream* i was degraded to the kembara again. all subang roads have been poorly maintained, and suddenly our house planning are w.r.o.n.g. i was going through the small roads in a neighbourhood, inconsistance of the terrace house end lots force me to swivel to avoid car crash, plus the extremely poor roads were filled with rough gravels. very very rowdy. It wasnt a pleasant drive at all. just a little after i've joined the main road. i saw peggy, stop to give her a ride. but the minute i turned another corner, a cop was on me, and i was penalty-d for chewing on gum...*dream*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-3505307732979157348?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/3505307732979157348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=3505307732979157348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3505307732979157348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/3505307732979157348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-in-morning.html' title='4 in the morning.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5983813192997291778</id><published>2009-02-18T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:13:58.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS FEB.18th AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i duno how magnificient my changmin reciever is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i never miss feb18th!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm usually giddy and joyful throughout the day on autopilot. just because.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;isnt today such a good day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must have known why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CAUSE ITS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CHANGMINNIE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;the day of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;power, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;imum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;forces, and merely..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;CHANGMIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;energy! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; retard when it comes to changminnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;teeheehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; :P  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oh.. you dont know actually? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&gt;:{ hmp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;its alright~&lt;br /&gt;no grumpy retards around on feb18.!&lt;br /&gt;cause everything's cool on changminnie day~~&lt;br /&gt;teeheehehehe.. *falls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;what did i do today???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nothing much... except work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which was still fun eventho the pay's ridiculously LOW, and well, yea, a stupid hella BIG load of work for such titsy bitsy pay. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!uck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[seriously its stupid. we have "OT" E-VE-RY-DAY. and they say it so nicely "we dont have ot, because thats our job, and our job is to get everything done, it would be your fault for not having it done on time. *smiley face* //sf: !uck you, ur job is more than moderate!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and "un"-lucky kent got off work. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its soooo worth the celebration!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);  font-size:10px;"&gt;[no i did NOT "" it wrongly, and yes its worth the wine, cause i seriously think he's lucky, instead of un-lucky getting off work. Its nothing to be talk about, but i'm so happy, eventho he's upset :/ + its the only THING of the day...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now pull the cork!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: hotpink;"&gt;*celebrates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-5983813192997291778?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5983813192997291778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5983813192997291778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5983813192997291778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5983813192997291778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-feb18th-again.html' title='ITS FEB.18th AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5438121009857185360</id><published>2009-02-16T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:26:54.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the best of twilight! ;)</title><content type='html'>I got this &lt;a href="http://fmylife.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://sweatlee.com/"&gt;suetli&lt;/a&gt;'s blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today, my girlfriend dumped me proclaiming she wanted someone more like her "Edward". I asked her who Edward was. She held up a copy her "Twilight" book. She was talking about a fictional vampire. FML.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hahahahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-5438121009857185360?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5438121009857185360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5438121009857185360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5438121009857185360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5438121009857185360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-best-of-twilight.html' title='This is the best of twilight! ;)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1241714009244389245</id><published>2009-02-15T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:53:04.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahahaha. i love emails! *falls*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; font: normal normal normal 10pt/normal verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Selamat pagi, cikgu.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : (Menengking) &lt;/span&gt;Mengapa selamat pagi sahaja? Petang dan malam awak doakan saya tak selamat?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Selamat pagi, petang dan malam cikgu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Panjang sangat! Tak pernah dibuat oleh orang! Kata selamat sejahtera! Senang dan penuh bermakna. Lagipun ucapan ini meliputi semua masa dan keadaan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid :&lt;/span&gt; Selamat sejahtera cikgu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Sama-sama, duduk! Dengar sini baik-baik. Hari ini cikgu nak uji kamu semua tentang perkataan berlawan. Bila cikgu sebutkan perkataannya, kamu semua mesti menjawab dengan cepat, lawan bagi perkataan-perkataan itu, faham?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Faham, cikgu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Saya tak mahu ada apa-apa gangguan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : (senyap)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Pandai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Bodoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Tinggi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Rendah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Jauh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Dekat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Keadilan!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;UMNO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Salah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Betul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Bodoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Pandai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Bukan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Oh Tuhan!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Oh Hamba!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Dengar ini!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Dengar itu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Diam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Bising!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Itu bukan pertanyaan, bodoh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Ini ialah jawapan, pandai!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Mati aku!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Hidup kami!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Rotan baru tau!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Akar lama tak tau!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Malas aku ajar kamu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Rajin kami belajar cikgu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Kamu gila!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Kami siuman!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Cukup! Cukup!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Kurang! Kurang!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Sudah! Sudah!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Belum! Belum!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Mengapa kamu semua bodoh sangat?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Sebab saya seorang pandai!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Oh! Melawan!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Oh! Mengalah!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Kurang ajar!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Cukup ajar!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Habis aku!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Kekal kami!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;O.K. Pelajaran sudah habis!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;K.O. Pelajaran belum bermula!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Sudah, bodoh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Belum, pandai!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Berdiri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Duduk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Saya kata UMNO salah!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Kami dengar KeADILan betul!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Bangang kamu ni!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Cerdik kami tu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;span style="color: #e02d13"&gt;Rosak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Murid : &lt;span style="color: #000f95"&gt;Baik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #e02d13"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Cikgu : &lt;/span&gt;Kamu semua ditahan tengah hari ini!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #000f95"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;Murid : &lt;/span&gt;Dilepaskan tengah malam itu!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Cikgu : *Senyap dan mengambil buku-bukunya keluar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p color="#62c8fc" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #62c8fc"&gt;This so reminds me of the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;muka-tembok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; story.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #62c8fc"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Verdana; color: #62c8fc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;teehee. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1241714009244389245?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1241714009244389245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1241714009244389245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1241714009244389245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1241714009244389245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahahahahaha-i-love-emails-falls.html' title='hahahahahaha. i love emails! *falls*'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1033098094696353069</id><published>2009-02-09T00:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:49:12.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must rmb the day he "figures-out" the symbol: &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how he wants to see me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how he'll get upset when i didnt hear the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how he'll show up at my every call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how he'll try his best to fulfill my every request/wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how he'll always drive even though he's tired cause i hate driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how he'll always order a WHOLE table just to make sure i'll be full enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love how cheeky he'll be trying to get cheesy lines like ily and imy out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.&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;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SY8T3crRHoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/E02JqcB1eJs/s200/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300477129749765762" /&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&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1033098094696353069?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1033098094696353069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1033098094696353069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1033098094696353069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1033098094696353069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/must-rmb-day-he-figures-out-symbol-3.html' title='must rmb the day he &quot;figures-out&quot; the symbol: &lt;3'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SY8T3crRHoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/E02JqcB1eJs/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-655535577330618930</id><published>2009-02-05T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:31:05.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like any other day when i feel alone..</title><content type='html'>and didnt mind so.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm such a sad sad person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can be yippidee-yippadee-do one second~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and melo-i'm-so-yellow the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[no, i dont know where did that come from, but it just rhyme :)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thus today, is one of the days when i feel like being home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know if thats a good thing, cause i reject all invites on days like these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this ticks mr.wtf off in particular kao-kao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on days like this, i would care less to even entertain anyone, including him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=____=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haih. how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;amp; hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-655535577330618930?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/655535577330618930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=655535577330618930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/655535577330618930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/655535577330618930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-like-any-other-day-when-i-feel.html' title='Just like any other day when i feel alone..'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6322636155697270546</id><published>2009-02-03T02:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T03:18:47.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi need help on CSS!</title><content type='html'>hey, hello &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'm getting so unhappy because i've been having a problem getting my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;revious posts&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new posts&lt;/span&gt; link working ever since i switched to this new skin.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been googling online numerous times just to find the right css that works on blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to no avail, the nearest thing i got is only that. *points downwards* try it yourself! [only the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; link is "working"] help please? *puppy eyes*&lt;previous&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very sad one loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its bugging me so much i feel so dumb. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if you'd be so so so so kind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please guide me where should i correct my css code, cause i just cant link them to any of my posts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my current css code for those new/old posts link are like below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b:if cond='BloggerPreviousItems'&lt;br /&gt;    [span id='blog-pager-older-link']&lt;br /&gt;    [a target="_blank"; href='$BlogItemPermalinkURL$;' id='data:widget.instanceId + "_blog-pager-older-link"' title='data:olderPageTitle']&lt;br /&gt;    img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/arrow/01/01-4/02.gif"    previous     [/a]&lt;br /&gt;    [/span]&lt;br /&gt;  [/b:if]&lt;br /&gt;⠂⠂⠂⠂⠂⠂&lt;br /&gt;  [b:if cond='data:blog.homepageUrl != data:blog.url']&lt;br /&gt;    [a class='home-link' expr:href='data:blog.homePageUrl'][img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm62/happyy-stop/smilecup-yellow2.gif" border="0" alt="home"][/a]&lt;br /&gt;    [b:else/]&lt;br /&gt;    [/b:if]&lt;br /&gt;⠂⠂⠂⠂⠂⠂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[span id='blog-pager-newer-link]&lt;br /&gt;    [a class='blog-pager-newer-link' expr:href='data:newerPageUrl' expr:id='data:widget.instanceId + "_blog-pager-newer-link"' expr:title='data:newerPageTitle']&lt;br /&gt;    next    [img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/arrow/01/01-2/02.gif"][/a]&lt;br /&gt;    [/span]&lt;br /&gt;  [/b:if][/div]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/previous&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;your help would be GREATLY APPRECIATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;thank you! 0x)&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/5870687538386740865-6322636155697270546?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6322636155697270546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6322636155697270546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6322636155697270546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6322636155697270546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-need-help-on-css.html' title='Hi need help on CSS!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-842531973527179591</id><published>2009-02-01T22:04:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:17:04.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 牛 Year~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYZiT9DsuzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wTZplh0eDKI/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC03317.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;0:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;HAIL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so jolly oh merry oh new year~&lt;br /&gt;MY cny didnt exactly started out "great!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i missed reunion dinner on 30th night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[well, i could feel less bad if i'd take it to be a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ny other dinner&lt;/span&gt;, because it was only A family dinner (yes only dad, mom, qing,  and me-supposingly), but of course it was 30th night, therefore it is NOT explainable, even for myself. It was some very very very stupid mistake which i screw up so bad, &lt;s&gt;wtfbbqicandie&lt;/s&gt;. i couldnt forgive myself either that night.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;went back penang on the 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;never felt this guilty in my life. EVER. for the whole ride.&lt;br /&gt;dinner with only 3 families, namely the 3 sons of YEOH &amp;amp; family-sss. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;booooring&lt;/span&gt;. cause &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; I secretly dislike t.wo from them, but couldnt make any drama and talk shits because i'm still guilty. wtf. After dinner, wanted to stay in because i just dont feel like drinking, but ended up being dragged by 2 MNG promoters and grudged into D'joint for the first "drinking session" with my dad. WHICH i did not drink. [that is the saddest thing a FAYE can do ok? because I DONT go to clubs/pubs if I'm NOT drinking. very potong stim one ok ppl? learn to drink, dont give me shits like you cant drink cause i know you can otherwise you &lt;s&gt;wouldnt&lt;/s&gt; DONT be there. wtf.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;why did i not drink then?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i was having diarrhea. wtf. stomach damn behsyok. i dont even know what i want: sit, stand, lie down also feel uncomfortable... to top that off, i was wearing my green lenses for the first time [first day of cny, MUST wear new things mah. lol.] which hurts so effing bad i &lt;s&gt;can die and dig out my eyes&lt;/s&gt;... you dont have to know that, its not good to say bad things during cny :X. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*popi my 牛 Year be smooth, prosperous, and joyful. kamsia.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there i sat for 3 hours straight, staring groggily at my dad through my half dead eyes. quite miserable. &amp;amp; so un-glam. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2nd day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i.. OH! yes, finally step foot into Queensbay to catch a movie [purposely go there one, gurney was just a good 10mins or less ride from where i'm staying. wtf.]. after so many years it stood there, the paint and all were already failing. wtf. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;btw its normal, seaside buildings require more maintenance, that is a fact.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so does all the other GOODS; they'd last shorter than they're assumed in sea bay area.&lt;/span&gt; Quite surprising that Msia could still build such insignificant building after those "WOW, so glam!"-Suria KLCC, Mid V &amp;amp; the Gardens, ever-improvising OU, Pyramid [the humble one who usually owns the title of overdramatic lightings :D] and not to forget GURNEY. kinda a let down cause Queensbay was suppose to be the BIGGEST mall in penang, but so unglam lah. i feel...macem carrefour finishing to a certain extend. i feel! :x [dont bash me please, i duno why i have this sudden habit of checking building finishes lately]... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then what did i do?&lt;br /&gt;eh i think thats all lah it was a very sloooow tuesday. and then cause my drinking mood wasnt on the night before my dad decided to take us food hunting. but wtf qing says she "dont feel dirty tonight" wtf? *stares* penang HO-LIAO &lt;u&gt;must be&lt;/u&gt; HAWKER FOOD, what else? how cannnnn???? *whines* byebye ho-liao, hello goodnight sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**I am being dramatic here, cause in-fact, we dunno where to get good food around penang anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*jump* 3rd day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3rd day, 3rd day, 3rd day... oh yes. 3-ko &amp;amp; family to be expected on island, from KL.&lt;br /&gt;omg this was the most scary day of the week! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear grandma [turning 80 this year, i think] went to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jamban&lt;/span&gt; of the kopitiam we were having breakfast in, and couldn't stand up after she's done (squatting type).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was outside waiting for her, holding the door, when after quite some time, i heard a faint sound. i couldnt quite make out what she was saying so i thought she was done. **note: my grandma have the habit of NOT letting ppl help her, cause she will feel old &amp;amp; insignificant with help.** So i just waited a little more until she tug on the door, as usual. mana tau still tak de respond, then i became concern and started asking if she's okay, then she mumbled repetitively &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boh lat&lt;/span&gt; [she was that out of breath to even speak properly.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TIOK CHE KKIA&lt;/span&gt;! no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hated myself at that point for being the same height as my grandma. wtfbbq. ㅠ_ㅠ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boh lat&lt;/span&gt; loh, but because i was the same height as my granny, i can only hold her up to the extend my height allows. nevertheless i helped her up in the end. but gosh do i hate being short.  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LET'S LEARN HOKKIEN! .1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jamban&lt;/span&gt; = WC ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boh lat&lt;/span&gt; = no strength ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TIOK CHE KKIA&lt;/span&gt; = scare the sh!t out of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so another slooooow day ahead because dad was out for golf, as we "stranded" ourselves in tua pek's house enduring the extreme warm weather of penang. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But good glory, kenneth and sara came to our rescue! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;. oh, this is the first time in 5 years where i actually agree to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;THEY HAVE SHITTY LOOKING ICE CREAM~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i totally love this one called... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(242, 0, 141);"&gt;Premium Churned Light Milk Chocolate Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;i think &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;[i seriously dunno what its called, i just picked the most shitty looking one and it was mm-mmm GOOD]&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though the other hates it, maybe because its made of soymilk instead, or something "healthy" lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but gosh conclusion: &lt;u&gt;its darn good! and darn shitty looking!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that session, kenneth's friend david brought us to pulau tikus for my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; HO-LIAO&lt;/span&gt; of the trip. [damn sad right? for 2 and 1/2 days in penang yet havent taste anything good. wtf.] anyways, the char kuay teow was damn good!!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; :D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt; damn satisfied after 2 days of "starvation" (slash dissatisfaction). &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LET'S LEARN HOKKIEN! .2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tua&lt;/span&gt; = BIG ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pek&lt;/span&gt; = elder uncle ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ho-liao&lt;/span&gt; = good/ nice/ awesome! :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later that night, woohoo! final night madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i was less guilty (i apologized, and they forgave me. :D), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiok che kkia-ed in the morning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after having a very satisfying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ho-liao&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything bad was pretty much at the back of my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A party session is definately &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so down to D'joint, cause its &lt;u&gt;safe&lt;/u&gt;. teehee. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;picture time~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;cause i think i look damn good here. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; those green contacts even though it hurts like &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt;. you didnt have to know that either. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;o:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYXrqHMTLKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/-EzqFAndpTY/s400/n638902548_1491869_7008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297899645388926114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;qing, me and kevin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYXrqaQ3KRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/TNS57cr7WTs/s1600-h/n638902548_1493283_7928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYXrqaQ3KRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/TNS57cr7WTs/s400/n638902548_1493283_7928.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297899650508335378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Candid, very nice. lol. behpaiseh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYXrqBWbqAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YetrzIQ1G9Q/s1600-h/n638902548_1491999_9125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYXrqBWbqAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YetrzIQ1G9Q/s400/n638902548_1491999_9125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297899643820812290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this one also very nice loh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Thanks whoever who took the pics ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Came back KL on Day 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Day 5...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much either, except yan came over at night~ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;[[ i want ang pao too! ]]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); "&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hated mr. wtf alot these days cause he keep cari gaduh with me over very small issue. wtfbabifiedpunk. menyampah lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;House Cleaning again on Day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo i have sensitive skin~ so i usually dont have to do those "heavy chemical" chores. :P teehee. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;what a brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then dinner with all the uncles (friends) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and families.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;= more angpaos~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;wee&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYZiToFZjoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/m_igJQrlLLM/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC03276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYZiToFZjoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/m_igJQrlLLM/s320/Copy+of+DSC03276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298030100965068418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;little &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;howie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;:D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[p.s. he's that little boy whose story went like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;howie: lalalalalalalalala~ (continues lalala-ing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bro: shut up lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;howie: ok.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYZiT9DsuzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wTZplh0eDKI/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC03317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYZiT9DsuzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wTZplh0eDKI/s320/Copy+of+DSC03317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298030106595081010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after dinner, with sleepy tweety boy. rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kesian lah that buddy, whole day eat, sleep, play catch nia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no more doggy buddy :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7th Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gaduh-ed with him again today, face to face. cause that babi celaka, my sis wanna go out cannot follow. i dress up excited at finally seeing him again, but his mood tak cantik, didnt bother to take notice, cause my sis still came out (i just cannot do that lah) then everything went byebye nice faye to fuckyoucelakaihateyouwtf.RAWR. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;oogly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after all those stupid conflicts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mr. wtf&lt;/span&gt; trys to make up by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blackjack&lt;/span&gt;-on-webcam. and i must say, its working. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; wtf. teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate these love-hate relationship. ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, thats all for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope everyone else is having a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;faye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;wishes you a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;very joyful healthy &amp;amp; prosperous 牛 year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5870687538386740865-842531973527179591?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/842531973527179591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=842531973527179591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/842531973527179591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/842531973527179591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-year.html' title='Happy 牛 Year~'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYXrqHMTLKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/-EzqFAndpTY/s72-c/n638902548_1491869_7008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7097396885710685967</id><published>2009-01-31T13:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:23:46.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With my girls @ Bangsar. 24thJan09. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPs5yFyfkI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_ofRs2GtW6s/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As &lt;a href="http://ahyanyan.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-out-with-girl.html"&gt;Yan&lt;/a&gt; said, it has been a month since i last met these girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; even though i absolutely hate &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; getting anything whenever i go shopping, this is miraculously one of the rare times that i didnt mind and actually enjoyed it. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, picture time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPlZODF3KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nEjuuxshUCM/s320/IMG_2417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297329808148389026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;aww, aint this cute?&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;[the only fitting room shot, cause i forgot i brought my camera before that.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;*swt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;anyways! Food's next!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;3&gt; teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;@ Delicious. Bangsar. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPlZYZw-OI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_2YmoRzuofQ/s320/IMG_2426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297329810927843554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because this is the &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; nice portrait picture of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute no? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPlZrpklaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3jTmLt0L7Bk/s320/IMG_2428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297329816094414242" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Yan and our shared salad. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPlZahKo_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/i2KMf3281Eg/s320/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297329811495756786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Digging in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[ ammie's our very own chef, who always does the slicing and etc. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me love you ammie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;btw, it was supposed to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;balsamic vinaigrette&lt;/span&gt; dressing, but all we could taste of is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;..salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. besides the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;bitter&lt;/span&gt;ness that i taste off some leaf. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;o_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPlZunKxNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/K_stZMZcf5A/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297329816889640146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Main&lt;/span&gt; dish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which i've forgotten whats it called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it tasted good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPoxcYAntI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yS-fGXGLPGM/s1600-h/IMG_2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPoxcYAntI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yS-fGXGLPGM/s320/IMG_2432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297333522845966034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Dessert:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Chocolate Cake&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it looks like any regular brownie with vanilla ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we even asked the waitresses if this was what we ordered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but whatever lah, chocolate cake or brownie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;this is an absolute &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU &lt;u&gt;MUST&lt;/u&gt; TRY IT IF YOU'RE THERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); "&gt;[ oh how i love chocolates &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the darker it is the more lovely it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;and i have the habit of ordering the most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;shitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; looking icecream ALWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyways, back to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;chocolate cake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why is it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;GOOEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RICH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOKING SHITTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; that explains it and sound appetizing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just try it for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;E.&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;signing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;faye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;* * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just have to post this incase no one ever notice. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPs5yFyfkI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_ofRs2GtW6s/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297338064160587330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 113px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coincidence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5870687538386740865-7097396885710685967?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7097396885710685967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7097396885710685967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7097396885710685967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7097396885710685967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/with-my-girls-bangsar-24thjan09.html' title='With my girls @ Bangsar. 24thJan09. :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SYPlZODF3KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nEjuuxshUCM/s72-c/IMG_2417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6712636252503246567</id><published>2009-01-24T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:32:05.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pluck Yew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 480px;" src="http://bl140w.blu140.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=1&amp;amp;messageId=0b755221-8bbe-4967-9577-6fdb09a0b00d&amp;amp;Aux=4|0|8CB4BD931BAD180|" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Received this very interesting email from my younger sister this morning. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The History of the Middle Finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, the French, anticipating victory over the English, proposed to cut off the middle finger of all captured English soldiers. Without the middle finger it would be impossible to draw the renowned &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/English_longbow"&gt;English longbow&lt;/a&gt; and therefore they would be incapable of fighting in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This famous English longbow was made of the native English Yew tree, and the act of drawing the longbow was known as "plucking the yew" (or "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;pluck yew&lt;/span&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won a major upset and began mocking the French by waving their middle fingers at the defeated French, saying, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;See, we can still pluck yew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;pluck yew&lt;/span&gt;' is rather difficult to say, the difficult consonant cluster at the beginning has gradually changed to a labiodentals fricative &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;F'&lt;/span&gt;, and thus the words often used in conjunction with the one-finger-salute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also because of the pheasant feathers on the arrows used with the longbow that the symbolic gesture is known as "giving the bird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;main point:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;IT IS STILL AN APPROPRIATE SALUTE TO THE FRENCH TODAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And yew thought yew knew every plucking thing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;pluck yew! :P&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/5870687538386740865-6712636252503246567?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6712636252503246567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6712636252503246567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6712636252503246567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6712636252503246567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/pluck-yew.html' title='Pluck Yew!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7447648781432443022</id><published>2009-01-23T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:54:18.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found my english name!</title><content type='html'>*inserts british slang* [if i could ever do it. heh.]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to blog bout this several months ago when i found out what my real english name was.&lt;br /&gt;no, no, it wasnt &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;harry&lt;/span&gt; afterall. lol to that.&lt;br /&gt;i found out before my trip to vietnam last year actually. but never got around to post it because i usually forgets bout it within milliseconds. :P&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it has been rushing back into my head a little too often these days, by random.&lt;br /&gt;and so coincidently, it just came pop-ing back in while i was browsing through facebook and saw a picture of Jin, mr wtf &amp;amp; the big sea turtle he bought me. whom i shall now name it MR turtle. omg so lame. lol. wtf. [i told you it just come up randomly.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what my english name was??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;my english name was.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TERRI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. not much of a BOOM there was it? hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i actually stunt for a minute when i heard bout it 'cause it do seem a little too tame for a girl like me, i think. however, i do like it, to a certain extend, cause it sounds so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lady&lt;/span&gt;. which obviously isnt quite me. lol.&lt;div&gt;what do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i stick to it and become a lady?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;haha, should need some time getting used to it; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;if i've decide to stick to it.&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/5870687538386740865-7447648781432443022?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7447648781432443022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7447648781432443022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7447648781432443022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7447648781432443022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-found-my-english-name.html' title='i found my english name!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2154641256637958402</id><published>2009-01-21T15:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:52:48.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make up. part 1. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought a pink shimmer stick which acts as a eye shadow from etude house for rm12.90 yesterday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw this tutorial from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;PONY&lt;/span&gt;. a famous korean blogger/uhljjang or something it appears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i so wanted to get her look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are just SO amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[anyways that was a couple months back when i saw that tutorial. and only recall bout it yesterday when i saw the shimmer stick.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i attempt to try out the tutorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 48px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXbWHn-zf7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/s3DF9TxVF-Q/s400/Amethyst.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293653838500429746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;ok lah, maybe cause she herself is already an uhljjang (korean: pretty face) therefore  she could pull off those make up that beautiful and easy. not to mention BECAUSE IT IS HER TUTORIAL of course she must look good. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;i dont even know if its possible for anyone else to look that adorable with the same make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow, what i achieve instead is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXbVIQUhITI/AAAAAAAAATs/9wacxHKCMjw/s1600-h/Photo+91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXbVIQUhITI/AAAAAAAAATs/9wacxHKCMjw/s320/Photo+91.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293652749817291058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok lah, not too bad i guess? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do not have any eye shadow so i just use whatever its found in the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which apparently seem to be my sis's very cheap brand-less make up set she bought years ago due to certain reasons. anyways, the palette have a sun-yellow shade but its so hard to bring out the color. that i decided to mix it with a brighter colour, which then turn out beige on my lid. no brightening effect at all. but i'm not complaining, cause there's no other option. Next i put on the "high lighter" with my white-eye liner stick. and minimal effect to be seen still. [i guess i need new make ups? *hint hint* ;) heehee] and then woohoo! i glide on the shimmer stick. i guess the pink didnt really contrast on my fair complexion making me look as if i have sore eye. [gah, could someone pro take me make up shopping please? cause i tried it on my hand and the pink was sooooo vivid on my skin compared to the neon purple one, eventho i loved the purple one more. hmm. should i not bought it at all? :/ ] then because i only own black LIQUID liner, i couldnt but to make do with my brow pencil for the smudge effect. i kinda like it really, but it ought to be a tone darker. cause i'm using light grey etude house brow crayon. [which was nice for my brow, but does no effect to the eyes, but still my favourite item of the shop!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXbVINURzdI/AAAAAAAAATk/C9hDgVHNlQ0/s1600-h/Photo+93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXbVINURzdI/AAAAAAAAATk/C9hDgVHNlQ0/s320/Photo+93.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293652749010980306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;left: without fake lashes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right: with fake lashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which do you prefer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i personally think without lashes, there's not much difference to my everyday mascara + eye liner look. the pink is quite fade, and i duno, it just seem not quite there/lack of essence, and actually made my eyes look a little puffy no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but with lashes, do you think its a little over dramatic for normal DAY make up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont get me wrong, i love my first picture, in fact the more i look at it the more i'm into myself. wtf. lol. jk, i mean the more i look at it, the more i love the look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to think bout it, it should be an awesome clubbing look dont you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i need your professional comments people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[cause i'm a noob at make ups]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it "good" for normal cny outings? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm determine to be &amp;amp; look more grown up this year! without looking desperate for it of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0:) 0:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;other make up tips and tutorial and greatly welcomed too&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;0:)&lt;/span&gt; signing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;because tin request for a closed-eyes picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is what i have nearest to a closed-eye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXhOROzc1fI/AAAAAAAAAVI/R1HvCyAYdWs/s1600-h/Photo+87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXhOROzc1fI/AAAAAAAAAVI/R1HvCyAYdWs/s320/Photo+87.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294067419912656370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes i ps-ed the previous 2 photos to remove those blemishes/marks! :P&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. 1 : i just found out today after the orthodontist consultation session that i actually have &lt;u&gt;TWO&lt;/u&gt; wisdom teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE MORE THAN A WISDOM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeheeheee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. 2 : its actually quite annoying about MOST malaysians, professional or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, the post shall continue, cause its not any p.s.-short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We look down on ppl, for no particular reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was at the orthodontist, and she treated me as if i dont understand english eventho i've told her several times i'm 20 y.o. in perfect english. and somewhere into the session she actually asked me repeatedly if i know what "asymmetrical" is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(wtf?)&lt;/span&gt;, and we came to agree that i have a slight asymmetrical symptom. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;:(uck!&lt;/span&gt; And cause my mom isnt satisfied with paying rm80 for such short session, she asked me to go back in, and i explain again about the wisdom tooth i'm having at the end of my jaw which she totally ignored when i mentioned to her in the first session determine about the point, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teeth arrangement do not affect jaw lines!&lt;/span&gt;" i prefectly understand that sentence, lady. but she didnt give me any suggestions until the third session i have with her. wtf. this is worst than going to the government office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh anyways, i missed my point. her attitude changed after she had a conversation with my mom followed with me insisting that my jaw line must have moved because it hurts so bad when i just came back from the STATES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf. balik dari luar negara then very cool lah issit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mereka yg tak travel/pursue studies overseas tu orang babi yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk tsk. shame on you, professional lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. 3 : that last phase was in malay because the orthodontist is a malay who graduated from england.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg. please dont tell me england produces stuck up personalities. please oh please oh please! x(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing off, truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;faye &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2154641256637958402?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2154641256637958402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2154641256637958402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2154641256637958402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2154641256637958402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-up-part-1.html' title='make up. part 1. :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXbWHn-zf7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/s3DF9TxVF-Q/s72-c/Amethyst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-6438311199975809005</id><published>2009-01-20T22:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:10:53.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over and over again. -the same ol' stress point. :( :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;you know, i've been real stress out everytime a question is popped to me regarding where will i be going next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause it just isnt as simple as before anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UK is no longer my option even though it is my first choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aussie is the "best" choice, and i dreaded even at the thought of that.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next would be USA. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;as much as their cultures, its people and etc are l.o.v.e. i'm still not quite sure. one thing about american architecture i notice, isnt at all focused on environmental science. its &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Architecture&lt;/span&gt; no doubt. but the point is, the more i do ES, the more i fall in love with it. so unless i'm doing urban planning, i dont think US is the best choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, next would be GERMANY. omg have i even tell you how much i love this country. the sound of its name itself gets me high. yes yes, germany is WAYYYYYY above the uk in my list really. :) kkrazy architecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just check them out. &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?ndsp=20&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en-us&amp;amp;q=german+architecture&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;sa=N"&gt;GERMAN ARCHITECTURE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont they look absolutely welcoming? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; how can you not love those high pitched roofs?! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're the cutest thing ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean they may look "safe" in a sense its so familiar. but you just know you're gonna discover more of its magic; german architecture and germany. in your heart. somewhere. ok lah. it just feels like angels are singing at the mention of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;germany&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the obstacle for germany is... language, no doubt! so its totally OFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it really is a bummer to learn that UK is out of my league. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to mention the cringe i make every time i recall the statement. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;:( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it wasnt so bad then, cause at least i get to choose either aussie or US. still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which in this case i would so die for US. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont really know why i dislike aussie this much. maybe cause its not winter in dec. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;o_o" haha such bs. &lt;/span&gt;or maybe its because... it seems like the whole kl is there. wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however today, my mom told me my dad said "its either aussie or you're not gonna continue at all."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;wtf? he didnt even want to tell me that HIMSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i was already so lost at the thought of NOT being able to go to the uk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now he's giving me the only option of the one i DREADED MOST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was simply &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsunami&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know its a lot of money for UK. but you should also understand when you've already dreamt for that for like 3 years.. then you wake up one day to "its either aussie or your not gonna continue AT ALL". you feel absolutely shitty. you dont &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get over it&lt;/span&gt;. not that soon at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like.... how do i explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine you're sleeping beauty, you're bought up all kind and happy and smily and beautiful things because you dont really know whats there outside cause you're protected. you dont hope for anything cause you were very very contented with what you have now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then one day, fairy god mothers come to tell you that you have parents! (wow) and they're the king &amp;amp; queen of a great great kingdom, (wow wow) you're a princess! (WOW). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now wouldnt it be nice if sleeping beauty could just go back to her kingdom and live a fairytale story? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes it would cause its more than she could hope for. An amazing life awaits her, she'd get to see the world, and do all those stuff she dare not even dream of when she was little. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but reality isnt so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets go back to after fairygod mothers tell her bout the WOW WOW WOW! news, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;followed up with.... "but you wont be going back, ever!" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; *thunder*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now if only she never knew that she have parents, and is a princess who owns the great kingdom. she would have been so contented and happy with what she have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the fact is, she realize she has all this, but she's never get to see her parents nor learn how great her kingdom is, whats the outside world like, and if handsome princes with white horses REALLY exist. nevertheless, the thought of being a princess could only be imagined through reading other fairytales. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you get what i mean? do you understand how i feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its actually getting to me so bad, i dont even know how to discuss it with my parents anymore, also, it've made me even more oblige to talk to them bout any of my dreams, cause fairytales dont happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i should just stick to "less hope, less disappointment." like i always did. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;:((&lt;/span&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/5870687538386740865-6438311199975809005?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/6438311199975809005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=6438311199975809005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6438311199975809005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/6438311199975809005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-over-and-over-again-same-ol-stress.html' title='its over and over again. -the same ol&apos; stress point. :( :('/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7321684350185469472</id><published>2009-01-17T16:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:31:19.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and me turtles :) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;HE'S BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's back he's back he's back.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeheehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after like &lt;u&gt;6 weeks&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh, that was long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont get me wrong, its not like i miss him &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;24-7&lt;/span&gt; while we're apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its just so good to have him back &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this means &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I CAN NOW GO OUT OFTEN&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*lol*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jk lah, its just so nice to have him here. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;o:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and knowing him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the darling bought me more presents. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this i absolutely love!! ...more than the bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;[shh. he doesnt know i own a blog! i think.]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;TADAA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXGilwEZB8I/AAAAAAAAATM/M0f7dcaNyoc/s1600-h/IMG_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXGilwEZB8I/AAAAAAAAATM/M0f7dcaNyoc/s320/IMG_3307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292189806579222466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;sea turtles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's actually one more, Bigger one. which i took sucky picture of. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sings under the sea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and also gifts from my dear &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;eiko unnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXGimM90AwI/AAAAAAAAATU/vvKZT9jY82s/s1600-h/IMG_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXGimM90AwI/AAAAAAAAATU/vvKZT9jY82s/s320/IMG_3319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292189814336258818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;mr. tortoise&lt;/span&gt; from redang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[naming it so to make him feel not so small. wtf. lol.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;komawo unnie, nomu choa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-cause its staring at me type right now. lol. jk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME REALLY LIKEY!&lt;/span&gt; its so cute staring at me like that  x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know why is everyone getting me turtle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i dont think i have even declared that i love turtles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i should just shout it out loud now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;SHU FEI LIKES TURTLES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buhbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for all the gifts! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw sent seth off yesterday. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone's leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn i hate departures. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was so nice to see him smiling so happily. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SETHOSS! &lt;br /&gt;be good and have fun is scotland aiight?&lt;br /&gt;all the best ;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7321684350185469472?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7321684350185469472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7321684350185469472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7321684350185469472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7321684350185469472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-and-me-turtles.html' title='me and me turtles :) :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXGilwEZB8I/AAAAAAAAATM/M0f7dcaNyoc/s72-c/IMG_3307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1523293472262980462</id><published>2009-01-12T23:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:53:08.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember me? :)</title><content type='html'>i hope you ppl havent forgot how i look.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, just to refresh your memory [also since i haven't been vain much lately. lol.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;jeng jeng jeng~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SWtgWlGDlPI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2IW8n3VNxc0/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290428128307680498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think this is the first time i reveal a picture of me with long straight hair (since straightened). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice ka? &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 16px; height: 16px;" src="http://picto0.jugem.jp/c/h/o/choco-milk/1e470b54bcff6482552c80f3918a6028.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, have anyone notice something not quite right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. how bout this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you notice my jaw-line is actually like &lt;b&gt;one sided&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;well, to be honest, my jaw-line has always been one-sided.Just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;not to this extend&lt;/span&gt;. meaning, it dont used to be this obvious. only when i talk; and if you have the habit of looking at one's mouth instead of eyes while conversing, then you'll notice. *awkward smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, the reason to this should is simple. (i think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;my one and only wisdom tooth has finally grown to its fullest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*jumps in circles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arent you proud of me? &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 16px; height: 16px;" src="http://picto0.jugem.jp/c/h/o/choco-milk/2ef9053203bc08dbaf7846511708b9fa.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;*beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON THE &lt;u&gt;"CON"&lt;/u&gt; SIDE its a non-functional tooth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sharp&lt;/span&gt; and its grinding against &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GUM&lt;/span&gt;! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its hurting so bad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how horrid could it be? :( :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SWtgXEeCmsI/AAAAAAAAASA/WvRKHL6X3zQ/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290428136729778882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf. damn wrong loh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cannot smile properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cannot bite properly. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(i've been swallowing large chunks since i've been back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the worst of all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- i cant even place my jaw right on default mode. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(i have to move/chew/bite/whateveritscalled a few times just to find the "comfort spot".) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;and it varies EVERYTIME! o_o|||&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:( :( :(&lt;/span&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&gt;well, i ought to get it extracted, but the orthodontist is only available on weds and sats, and i HAVE to wait till next wed cause her schedule is full! *whines*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; would be more like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt; for now.&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&gt;buh-bye. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;faye signs out.&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; btw i just dunno where to start for the US trip. its a hella load of pics! and i havent even gone through all them. omg. *falls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1523293472262980462?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1523293472262980462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1523293472262980462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1523293472262980462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1523293472262980462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/remember-me.html' title='remember me? :)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SWtgWlGDlPI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2IW8n3VNxc0/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4276416284858147096</id><published>2009-01-10T21:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:17:42.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm home again~&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;on the 8th, afternoon, to a sticky, dusty house without even the lovely dumb and simply adorable tweety-bee to be welcomed upon (he stayed at my uncle's when we were away).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;surprisingly i wasnt even feeling at all depress even though there's sooo much work to do. my spirits was indeed so HIGH at the thought of FINALLY SEEING MY FRIENDS AGAIN SINCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; A MONTH! lol. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;god knows what would happens if i were to leave for a year, but i suppose it wouldnt be too bad as i'd then get to know new ones too. [think positive! -quote liyin] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i happy happy clean up my room, happy happy do house chores, happy happy sort out the dirty &amp;amp; clean cloths, happy happy do everything... etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then something switched that night. my mom received a news that one of her best friend was diagnosed with breast cancer, and just got one of her bosom removed that very morning. well, its nothing to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; upset about to be honest, because at least that dear aunty didnt lose her life or anything scary. and breast cancer is kinda normal. cancer are normal now anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the point is.. see i was just so upset about 2008 being such a shitty year. and when i came back 2009 being high and giddy and absolutely positive that less shits gonna happen this year cause its supposed to be a new start. i got this news. its THE FIRST NEWS i receive for 2009. how nice. :(uck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways i dialed kent's number next cause i was so upset. and celaka "y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou finally "ROLLED" back!"-(inchinesechinese) was the first sentence the babi greeted me with. wtf. i know lah it was suppose to be sarcastic but it wasnt funny when i'm upset ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh btw i found out upon "reuniting" with my dear mbp, [which was waayyy before the call; still happy giddy faye time] that kent's been so sweet stuffing A SHELF FULL of presents in my closet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; [didnt bother to open them because i wanted to save them till the end of the day when i've finish doing cleaning]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i seriously wouldn't have notice if i didnt thought he'd do something. its the top shelf goddamnit! LOL. i love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i feel bad because what i bought for him just stacks up to... meh. a quarter of a half of the quarter of a half of the very same shelf or less. you get my idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways the stupidest thing ever a person could do, i did. i babi-fied put those presents back up to the top shelf again cause i was feeling so guilty. and dare not buka. wtf i duno why am i like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so while on the phone he asked me if i noticed the presents, i told him i feel bad hence didnt open any of them. i think i rmb him being stunt. LOL. i'm sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i opened all of them slowly after i hung up on him [because he insist, and i was still upset.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you know what? the key that made me less upset wasnt his presents. but actually caughting him "cheating" by stuffing my closets with BIG BAGS instead of full presents. LOL! i dont feel so bad anymore. anyways, he's still so cute. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way for those who wanna know, he bought me a harajuku lovers perfume, a nine west bag and another one... i know, he knows, leiyan knows. LOL. i love you both! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS, still cleaning till today (somemore to go tomorrow). and i finally came to my senses to throw out those &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; dbsk chocolate boxes which took up so many spaces! [ok lah i admit i was a stupid fan]. yet not to the extend where i threw everything - i still keep the front piece of all boxes. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i'm still stupid? heehee. anyways, imma put them to good use (finally) i swear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i found this in one of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;[f.blogger i dunno why i cant upload picture.]&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXvLiZcKqsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/C_-HI-30xxA/s1600-h/beijingticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXvLiZcKqsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/C_-HI-30xxA/s320/beijingticket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295049578709166786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;its the air ticket to beijing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ca972. date: 12aug. time: 0050.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shann, i wont forget the trip we went together! as humid, warm and stuffy beijing was, and how that stupid tour con-ed our money, it is still awesome cause i had you! i'm gonna miss you babe. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy new year everyone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-4276416284858147096?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4276416284858147096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4276416284858147096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4276416284858147096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4276416284858147096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXzA6fAdE74/SXvLiZcKqsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/C_-HI-30xxA/s72-c/beijingticket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2197314139715587543</id><published>2009-01-02T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:55:28.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why am i like this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;how to make myself more conversable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2197314139715587543?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2197314139715587543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2197314139715587543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2197314139715587543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2197314139715587543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-am-i-like-this.html' title='why am i like this?'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-7982438626474735739</id><published>2008-12-18T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:54:09.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is good. :D</title><content type='html'>I just recieved an e-mail which I MUST share hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song titles:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;1.王心凌《爱你》，S.H.E《我爱你》，Beyond《真的爱你》，李宗盛《我是真的爱你》，言承旭《我是真的真的很爱你》。 　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;点评：有这么这么复杂么？ 　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;2.王菲《如果你是假的》，邓丽君《假如我是真的》，萧正楠《假如我是假的》，孟庭苇《真的还是假的》 。 　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;点评：靠，能退货么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rofl.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: no pictures from my trip yet cause i look damn... *ugh*&lt;br /&gt;i have pimpleS! never so many at one time before its even horrible than my breakouts due to stress. not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy holidays people~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-7982438626474735739?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/7982438626474735739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=7982438626474735739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7982438626474735739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/7982438626474735739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-good-d.html' title='this is good. :D'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-4335093912508833435</id><published>2008-12-03T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:17:41.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days to his 2nd month memorial.</title><content type='html'>the weather's so good, the sun shaded by clouds, and the air is still cool from the rain last night.&lt;div&gt;sounds great for a picnic yes?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i'd be much appreciative of it.. if this was 2 months earlier.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hi darling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i no longer love rainy days. or cloudy days. any-day when the sun's shaded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rather, i've diverted so far, i enjoy bright sunny days even though it stings and would cause freckles and black pigmentation etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess the death of lucky had cause an impact on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it suddenly seems, good things never seem happens on rainy days, is this the reason you preferred bright sunny days? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i've adapted a hobby of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sky-looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, just as that dear boy did, just looking.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd smile and suddenly feel good when the sky is healthy with vast contrast of &lt;u&gt;white&lt;/u&gt; fluffy cloud upon &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you realize, that whenever the sky's "feeling pretty", its as if nothing bad could happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or when you're down, you look up and the sky's being so bright and pretty, and you'd feel rejenuvate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it feels so good because i found myself to be satisfied and appreciative of small little things. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[a target i've been trying to reach after deciding not to pray merely for the sake of getting blessed.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its as if i've upstage myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow, i'm glad he made me look at sky. haha. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i miss him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;* * * * edit * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another impact lucky had on me: i feel good after talking bout him. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was gonna post a sad entry because the weather's this dull today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was gonna complain as to why am i feeling incomplete at this moment, even though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- school have end and i should be a diploma grad soon.      [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; point 1] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- all the stress are being lift off; i could sleep without an alarm, food tastes good again and my stomach is so flat [it slimmed to 21.5cm!] i feel so good.      [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; point 2, 3, 4 + &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bonus 1*&lt;/span&gt; because thats my almost ideal waist width. haha.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- and i'd be going off to the states in a week time to bug my sister again &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*woohoo!*&lt;/span&gt;. [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; point 345678900290934424. i'm going on another vacation! x)] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, there's really no reason for me to be that upset just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but instead thanks to my stupid composition technique, i diverted into talking bout lucky boy. and i feel good again. haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i really miss my darling boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     tracy called the other day, and boy, am i glad. i didnt know i missed her this much till she called. it feels so nice, its as if she wasnt even across the ocean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss those crazy time we have, camwhoring and talking shits, kay-po-ing. getting mad at each other for no apparent reason. grew apart and got tighter again and again. haha. looking back our friendship was rather stupid and pointless. but i love it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shirley also called another day, and we talked. It was school work. but still it was so nice to hear her voice. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno why i miss everyone suddenly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i feel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;loved &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[not only by mr. wtf lah]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; thank you.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-4335093912508833435?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/4335093912508833435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=4335093912508833435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4335093912508833435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/4335093912508833435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2008/12/4-more-days-to-his-2nd-month-memorial.html' title='4 more days to his 2nd month memorial.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-2932312276655744706</id><published>2008-11-23T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:57:55.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd is such a good day. :)       * * * DONT JINX IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is his initials, &lt;div&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love him as much as i love the word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-2932312276655744706?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/2932312276655744706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=2932312276655744706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2932312276655744706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/2932312276655744706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2008/11/23rd-is-such-good-day-dont-jinx-it.html' title='23rd is such a good day. :)       * * * DONT JINX IT!'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5196224488669909141</id><published>2008-11-13T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:18:48.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck year. *depress - part i dunno when..*</title><content type='html'>its enough, 2008.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;IVE&lt;/span&gt; dads...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;WO&lt;/span&gt; pets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;NE&lt;/span&gt; incredibly adorable artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; grandpa in total. (today. 9.33 pm)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to forget those MAIN natural disasters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;China &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Snowstorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (January 25)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cyclone Nargis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (May 3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earthquake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (May 12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're rather greedy arent you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2008.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're "dying" soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but dont you bring us more bad news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-5196224488669909141?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/5196224488669909141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=5196224488669909141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5196224488669909141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/5196224488669909141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuck-year-depress-part-i-dunno-when.html' title='fuck year. *depress - part i dunno when..*'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-1136221485831386154</id><published>2008-11-11T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:31:59.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love english. heehee.</title><content type='html'>so i suprise myself again, when i typed...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;procrastination is in my blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on auto-mode actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dont that sound rather "poetic"? *falls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5870687538386740865-1136221485831386154?l=applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/feeds/1136221485831386154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5870687538386740865&amp;postID=1136221485831386154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1136221485831386154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870687538386740865/posts/default/1136221485831386154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://applebi-di-bi-di-bip.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-english-heehee.html' title='i love english. heehee.'/><author><name>♥ Heidi Y.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870687538386740865.post-5426056994960293506</id><published>2008-10-08T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T01:23:19.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memorial of my most beloved dog, Lucky boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="tr
